When I was a kid
Want Surprises in Life?Ask ME!!
I believe that boasting is not much appreciated.But,I cannot constrain myself from commenting about the lack of creativity my near and dear ones(Z is an exception ) It is a sad bare truth that nobody has ever surprised me.I somehow smell the fish even before they cook it. I am yet to find whose hereditary genes [...]
Dumbest Experiences
Have you imagined a life without different experiences? How bad our life would have been if there were no memories for us?Aren’t our experiences in life turning into an old guy as memories? When life takes a roller-coaster ride we learn to control the ride through our experiences.That’s why we have our grand parents and [...]
Dark & Lovely
At times we need our good old friends to tell us the change that has come to our skin tone. If I say that being dark is beautiful,then people will conclude that I am making excuses to support my complexion. If I say that being fair is beautiful,then people will shout at me saying that [...]
Painted in Red
When I was a kid,I loved the red-painted hands and legs which made me admire the color.Sajna was looking pretty in her parrot green knee-length frock and a cage in her right hand.A toy parrot was inside the cage and a tiny steel bowl too. I was in 2nd std then and Sajna was my [...]
In search of “some” innocence
These days I am disturbed when I read through the leading Malayalam newspapers. Under the pages tagged as “Naattu Varthamanam” which means “Local News”, I can see news only about rape, abuse and murder. The shocking news was about the murder of a 4-year old girl by a 10-year-old neighbor boy. It was unbelievable that he had molested her many times and the last [...]
My Brother,Prasun
Trust me!! I didn’t like him when he was born.Though I loved to touch his soft and pink fragile body,I hated him when he stole the show for next one year in our family.Guests came home with toys and gifts for him and they left home with a smile for me.duhh!! I don’t know how but when [...]
School Days – 3
I held the edge of the bench out of fear when I saw my first teacher of my life walking into the class.For the first time I realized that even hands and legs could sweat.The student maids told us to stand up and wish her a good morning.But only some of us stood up while majority of the kids [...]
School Days – 2
While walking to the kitchen I peeped into grandparents’ room. Those two fought round the clock ;even while sleeping. Grand dad is a calm and quiet man but Grand mom is a beautiful and talkative queen. My relatives who visit us often comment that I am the replica of my Grand mom but not in looks. I [...]
School Days – 1
Suddenly I felt cold as if somebody sprinkled water on me.But when I moved the thick black blanket from my face I realized that it is the early morning drizzling of rain.I checked my hands and legs to see the goose bumps making my tiny body full of tiny thorns.Like my Mom had taught me [...]
Nostalgia
I am not sure whether I have reached the age to feel nostalgic as I just touched the quarter century Yesterday evening when I heard my manager’s daughter talking to him over the phone, my mind ran two decades back. Those days, telephones were not common, so my brother and I were very proud having [...]
