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Way of the Bloom

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'Mask'eteers

‘MASK’ETEERS                         -Sobi Wilson   The world so full of ‘Mask’ateers with a view so blurred of tears Frightened though with unseen fears Will fight so hard to bring our cheers.   Masking us from air we breathe Missing all the smiles we meet Meeting loved ones, big a feat Will conquer it and have a treat   Together are we in this fight Can’t stay closer, is the plight. Tunnel seems longer for the light, But soon will see it shining bright.             Marked our boundaries, caged our Gods Claimed and Reclaimed with our swords. All are masked and boundaries fade. Let's fight for all like a true 'Mask'eteer.  

Marupuram

  മറുà´ªുà´±ം   à´•ൈയടികൾക്à´•ാà´¯ി à´®ാà´¤്à´°ം à´µിà´²ാപകാà´µ്à´¯ം ചമയ്à´•്à´•ുà´®്à´ªോൾ. à´’à´¨്à´¨ോർക്à´•ുà´•! à´…à´°ുà´¤ാà´¯്കകൾ പലതും à´¶à´°ിà´•à´³ാà´¯ിà´®ാà´±ുà´¨്à´¨ു.   à´•à´°ുà´¤്à´¤ുà´³്ളതാം à´•à´°ുതലിൻ à´•à´°ം à´•à´°ിà´¯ിലകാà´±്à´±ിലലയാൻ à´µിà´Ÿ്à´Ÿà´¤െà´¨്à´¤ിà´¨ാà´¯ി ? à´œീവൻ à´•ൊà´Ÿുà´¤്à´¤ും à´•ാà´•്à´•േà´£്à´Ÿൊà´°ുവളെ മരണക്കയത്à´¤ിൽ à´®ാà´Ÿി à´µിà´³ിà´š്à´šà´¤ുà´®െà´¨്à´¤ിà´¨ാà´¯ി?   à´•ുà´´ിà´®ാà´Ÿà´®ൊà´°ുà´•്à´•ുà´µാൻ à´•à´°ുà´¤്à´¤ുà´³്à´³ à´•ൈകൾ à´¸്വപനങ്ങൾക്à´•ൊà´°ു à´•ൂà´Ÿ്à´Ÿാà´•ുà´®ാà´¯ിà´°ുà´¨്നല്à´²ോ! കനൽ വഴികൾക്à´•à´ª്à´ªുà´±ം, തണൽ മരങ്ങൾ à´¤േà´Ÿുà´µാൻ   à´¤ാà´™്à´™ായവർ à´•ൂà´Ÿെ ഉണ്à´Ÿാà´•ുà´®ാà´¯ിà´°ുà´¨്നല്à´²ോ !   à´šേർത്à´¤ു à´ªിà´Ÿിà´š്à´šു à´¸ാà´¨്à´¤്വനമരുà´³ുà´®്à´ªോൾ à´¨ീà´±ും à´¨െà´ž്à´šുà´•ം തഴുà´•ുà´¨്à´¨ à´µേളയിൽ   ഓർക്à´•ുà´•, à´šൊà´²്à´²ുà´•, ഉറക്à´•െ à´šൊà´²്à´²ുà´• ഇതല്à´² à´®ാർഗം!

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The BlacQ Warrior and the Purple Island

Scene 1 Trinnngg.. Trinnnggg... The shrillness of the alarm clock woke me up... It is unusually cold and I did a futile attempt to find the alarm clock with the blankets still on. "But who has set the alarm clock. I normally keep the alarm in my phone" "Btw, today is Saturday and I couldn't recollect any early work." It was loud enough to interrupt my thoughts too. For a moment I sympathized with my kids who wakes up every day to this alarm. I slowly peeped out of the blanket and was a little frightened to see three pairs of eyes staring at me. "What happened?" I jumped out of the bed. Dad, Mom and Dimple extended their debit cards to me. "What happened? Where are you all going, handing over me all these?" "We are not going anywhere, you are going to the ATM" Dad was once again the strict father after a long time. "Really? It is still dark out there. What is the time? 5:00am? Have you a...

News D(r)ive.

"Honey, can you take a cab today? I need to get to office early" Deepak shouted from the bathroom He felt proud about his discovery that bath time is the best to communicate bad news. Normally the reaction time for a 'not so bad news' is the time taken to fill a bucket of water. He got ready and picked up his bag. "What is the urgency today? " "I need to pick up a colleague from hotel. He is from US and need some guidance to reach office? " "Why cant he take a cab?" "He is new to the place, honey. And was looking for some help" "OK,  I need to leave now .Every second I spend here now, will be extra 10 mins in traffic" Deepak picked up the news paper and ran. "And what is the newspaper for?" "Today I would be taking the KR puram route" He shouted while running down the stairs. Rick had read a book on India to impress his Indian friends . He was watching out for the cows and mon...

The Kiss of Missing Love and The Love for Missing Kiss

Deepak is spending a lazy Saturday morning, with his late coffee and newspaper. From front page to last including sports is more to do with politics, power, publicity and posters, than the real news. For those who are not interested in this, news paper reading has become a ritual. The shameless sensationalization of  every incidents tragic, comic or trivial has made it a monotonous affair.  He is almost back to sleep. A loud scream put an end to his thoughts and half sleep. It is from his 7 year old daughter Diya. Screams and shouts has become a routine stuff at home.  Result of unsophisticated parenting that both Deepak and his wife Dimple blame each other. "Can you please have a look at what are the kids up to?" shouted Dimple from the kitchen. "Ah not again!" he gulped the words as  aroma of brown bread and sprouts made him more sleepy. .  She must be busy preparing the healthy-organic breakfast. So it is better to just follow. ...

Modification or momentary glorification? We are watching...

India's biggest and most expensive reality show is over. And it is time to deal with the realities. One of those is that we have appointed Mr Narendra Modi to lead our country for the next five years. I have to confess that I am not a big fan of Modi or any of our politicians. But I am very much impressed with the emphatic win that he had. The most impressive element is that it was meticulously planned and executed with utmost precision.  Congratulations Modi & team! Like most of the fellow countrymen, I haven't paid much attention to any of the claims and promises made by any of politicians or parties. Neither have I gone through the non-stop blabbering, except keeping track of the headlines. And, this time I did not have preference for any party/person to lead our country. Having said that, I feel happy about the elections results for multiple reasons. 1. We do not have to face another (hope so) election for next five years. After all, the white money spent ...

ThiszAAP : A sneak peek at the latest App on Indiroid(Indian politics) OS

  System Analysis Post-Independence, Indians has been ruled/opposed by thousands of political parties who just cares about nothing but the next election. Now, we see that there is another one created. The good thing about the new one is that the involvement from people who are not a part of mainstream politics or the ones who hasn't taken politics as their livelihood. I am also glad to see that they are successful in shaking up the existing political system in the country. They have made the politicians think about their survival which is always based on money, muscle, nonsense outbursts, instigating and cashing in on religious/social sentiments. The change looks to be good. At the same time, there are apprehensions about the sustainability of this enthusiasm. When the want for power tops the agenda, the transformation to one among others is so easy. The most important thing that needs to be done in our country is to empower people. Make them confident and secure enough t...

The grey shades of light - Diwali thoughts

Scene 1 The Sun had vanished hours back but darkness is not successful yet to cast over the Kingdom. Their King and Queen are returning home after long 14 years. The entire kingdom is illuminated with lamps of different shapes, sizes and colours. The Royal couple walked in front of the procession. The entire city flocked on the street to have a glimpse at them. Tears of happiness rolled out while shouting "long live King an Queen". Singing and dancing they showered flowers all over. The soldiers cleared the way for the royal couple. Suddenly a kid sneaked through the barricade and ran towards the Queen, holding a piece of paper in his hand. The soldiers stopped and pulled him back.  "Leave him" ordered the Queen. The little boy reached near her gave her the paper he was holding. She was surprised to see a picture of her neatly drawn on the paper. She held his hand and kissed on his forehead. The boy was not even born when she left the kingdom. She thou...

The Reddish Greens

As kids, have you played with small 'pit traps'? It definitely require some skill to dig a pit and camouflage it with dried leaves, grass and sand to make it looks like normal surface. The consequences are quite clear.   While growing up, the same game takes different shapes and colours. The principle remains the same. Camouflaging the reality with things we would like others to see. The Reddish Greens. The sun has just begun to cast the lovely red rays over the small village. The village market is slowly getting busier. A gentle breeze just danced around with a very sweet smell. "Ah! Here comes the florist!".   "Looks like your roses smell sweeter day by day"   "I give them my love and affection. And this is the way they return it" said the florist.   He lived in the village with his lovely wife and kids. They worked hard in the small field which was converted to a garden. His small garden was full of flowers mainly red roses and j...

The Eternal Performance Review - Chapter II

Chapter II The Review and Result Ashok looked at the vast number of occupants in the room and was curious about when would his turn come. "Son..." He woke up by the call. Not sure where did come from and how did he hear that. "Yes Master.." The response also came out without his knowledge. "Master .. I thought I will be last in the queue and can get some inputs from people who went first." He smiled. "No.. son. Don’t forget that I can do real multitasking." "OK Let us start. Based on your performance, this is what we can offer you though your only option is to accept. But let me know if you need explanations" The Master continued... “You will be confined to a room. You will see darkness during day time and light at night. The darkness during day will blind you from the beautiful environment outside. The light at night will blind you from the beauty of night. Anyways you never cared for it while on earth. You will ...

The Eternal Performance Review - Chapter I

Chapter I Induction Ashok could not understand what has pierced his toes and entered his body. It was like an electric charge slowly but steadily moving from toes upward his body. He made a futile attempt to make some noise. Once the charge crossed a part of his body, it did not belong to him anymore. He was slowly losing the possession of his organs one by one. The last thing he felt was the electric charge entering his heart. He could still see the light in the room which made way to darkness soon. The electric charge came out of his head and formed into a big globe of white light. Then it got extended to a big stream of light which looked like a tunnel. He heard a voice. Welcome Ashok!! You have reached the entrance of the eternal world. I am the logistics manager, please follow me. Eternal world?? Ashok muttered.. Am I dead?? Yes my dear..For the last time in your life!! "What do you mean...the last time? You mean that I dead many times in life??" "N...