The wonder called Life!

The sun beams down on me resplendently again,
The wind rushes against me... liberating me from all pain.
The mischievous stars twinkle in the sky...
and look at her... as she wanders aimlessly... that Butterfly!!
The bright yellow paper boat afloat in the puddle,
And the kittens in a corner... as they huddle.
The raindrops fall from the heavens and hit my face...
Feels like a whole new me is born again.
It fills me with happiness and joy to the core...
That i shall wake up tomorrow, and experience these wonders... once more !!

How English am I?

One of these days, one of my friends said to me - "Hey, I feel my mallu accent is reflected when i talk in English... Jus let me know whenever that happens... so that I can keep tabs on it". And this set me thinking!! What's wrong with your local accent being reflected in your routine conversations? Doesn't it in a way reflect your heritage... isn't it an indicator of where you come from and shouldn that make you so very proud of it? Why is it an obsession with us here in India? Are the English equally mindful when they talk in Hindi? Sachin Tendulkar has been playing for over a decade now and unfortunately... most of the English commentators still haven't gotten his name right! This one's for a guy who is one of the most revered sports personalities in the world!

Is the accent more important than the thought? Why not give thought a little more thought? I hope this triggers your thought process and sets you thinking too...

My Epitaph!!

The perpetual smile that adorned her face,
Was a fresh lease of life for everyone around!
The twinkle in her eyes and the chitter-chatter,
Always left us spell-bound.
And as she rests in peace this day,
Here's what she wanted to tell...
Please pass on the message of LOVE...
Let love be the one emotion that casts a spell !!