HUMAN LIFE AND SEA

On a hot summer day, my family and me decided to go for a long drive on ECR and spend the evening on the seashore. We arrived there around the sunset time. Since it was a evening, the cool breeze added charm and pleasure to our pleasant sea side walk. While walking slowly on the border of sand and water, I got some thoughts about this life. Everytime the water touched my feet, I felt that it wanted to tell me something. So I wished to dig out what was troubling my mind and heart. I went back to the shore, sat quietly and was absorbing the pleasant sea. During the time I spent on the seashore, I comtemplated deeply on the nature of the sea and how it helps us to develop our personality.

The beautiful sea teaches our the two most important qualities that every person needs in his life, “vastness” and “absorption”.

Sea is soo vast that the other side of the sea is never seen by an ordinary person until he develops a magnitude in his personality. An ordinary person’s vision needs further expansion from himself, his family and a close social circle, to ultimately think of the whole creation. There should be no room for lower tendencies like hatred, anger and jealously.

The next most important quality that every person on this world should learn from a sea is “absorption”. It absorbs whatever is merged into it. All mighty rivers carry all the filth created by human beings and ultimately merge into the sea and it accepts all of them.

Life before death...

Recently, I read a book, which was an eye opener for me. I felt like sharing a few dewdrops from it. Even if its not going to bring great changes in your life, it will definitely scratch your mind for few minutes. I generally like to read the interesting chapters of the book in the beginning and then go for the remaining chapters. As I was going thru the index of this book, I got struck with one topic which didn’t let my eyes go further down. The topic was “Life before death”. It just scratched my mind for few minutes and increased my interest to read that topic immediately.

As I was reading thru the lines, I felt the author was 100% correct in what he wanted to tell the people of this world. Generally, one interesting aspect of life which is usually debated is “What happens after death”. The author has seen this issue from a totally different viewpoint. The author questions back, which of the two, “life after death” or “life before death”, is more important??? Naturally, the answer would be “life before death” is more important.

In today’s world, most of us are not living even in our present lives. We waste time on unwanted issues and spoiling others lives without caring about the precious nature of our life. For such persons, the question of ‘whether there is a life after death’ is meaningless because they are dead even in their lives before death. And if we really live well before death, perhaps, there will be no life after death. Thus the question of “life after death” is irrelevant.

Like many people have already compared life with mathematics, even I wish to follow their footsteps. Life is a “Book of Mathematics” written by the great author God Almighty. He has composed it in a very methodical and interesting way. For every chapter, he has given the theories and explainations in the beginning with solved examples followed by unsolved problems. The theories and explanations are the precious moments of our lives every second,which teaches us ample number of things as what to do and what not to do. The solved examples are our elders, family members, friends, relatives, collegues, every single person around us. They are the living examples from whom we get to know our life better as they must have crossed the same situations as we are in now. Some might be good examples while some might turn out to be bad, from whom we need to learn things which we shouldn’t follow in our lives. And then the unsolved problems which are given to us to solve with the help of the above said theories, explanations and solved examples. These are given to us to check whether we have understood the how the life has to be lived in the right way. God has thought us the concept of life and now its our wish to follow him and reach the correct solution or to stagnate in the same unsolved positions with our own distractions. The most important thing is, god will never give us any problem without a solution. At the end of the book, the solutions for each and every problem has already been printed. We shouldn’t expect others to solve our problems. If we do, then at the end we are the ones who will be losing the thrill of our life. So face each and every problem with courage and confidence, there are many good hearts around us to help us with their lending hands. Don’t hold the cruel hands and land up no where.

Life can be lived only once, if you live it right once is enough!!

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself !!

A Tiny swimming

For the past few days I have been watching a small girl in my swimming class. She is one of the cutest kids I have seen till now. I was always excited to watch her whenever I go for my swimming class. For no reason I didn’t try talking to her or tried to make friendship with her but watched from a distance. She must be around 4 years old. I don’t even know her name, so let me call her as Sweety for this blog. She will be very small. Her height will be approximately reaching my hip. Her hands and feet were soo tiny, I just feel embracing her with my arms. But I was not able to watch her activities for a long time as I had my own lessons to learn.

After a while, I decided to watch my Sweety’s activity for sometime. That was a quite sunny day, I entered my gym, went to the changing room and prepared myself to get into the pool. Eagerly I was watching the entrance of the pool for the tiny girl, but she didn’t turn up till then. So I decided to swim for sometime till she comes. Few minutes from then, there comes a little cute girl with even more tiny beach dress which was blue in colour with yellow, red, pink flowers. It was above her knee, with upper back open and a cute yellow knot around her neck. She looked awesome in that dress. She had a mushroom cut which was the highlight to her face. Her ears carried a cute teddy earring which was apt for her. Then by holding her mom’s hands, with all excitement she went into the changing room and came out with her pleasant blue swimsuit, blue head cover and blue goggles. I assumed that her favourite colour must be blue.

On observing her I could find that she was least interested in learning swimming but very much interested in playing in the pool. On her first day into the pool, the instructor left her free to get used to the water level in the kids pool. She was extremely happy in the pool, by running, splashing the water, hitting the water and I guess she must have loved the water colour as it was also blue. I could see the divine of happiness in her face, with innocent laughs. At that point of time, all she knows is happiness, happiness n happiness only. She has no worries about how her life going to be in future as a girl, her carrier, tortures and happiness in her life. I wish she enjoys her life like this till the end which most of us are not able to get it because of people surrounding us waiting to spoil our happiness without any reason. Oops sorry for diverting. Let’s get back into the kids pool. On second day, instructor started her training session. There comes the frown in Sweety’s face. She was soo scared to swim. The first step was to put the head down into the water which she totally hates to do till today. The instructor and her mother will be sitting on the stone bench near the pool and will keep motivating her to swim but she was very scared of drowning into the pool. I was astonished to see her mom with soo much enthusiasm, she keeps supporting her, scolding her and somehow makes her legs and hands move in the water. All I can see in her eyes is, she wants to feel proud of her daughter as she swims from one end of the pool to the other. The instructor tried her level best to put her head into the pool, but Sweety was not cooperating for it at any cost. The way she puts her goggles on her eyes with those tiny fingers was such a pleasant scene to watch. Outside the pool without water she swings her hands very well but into the water her fear is stopping her from moving her legs and hands in a free motion. When she gets deep into the water, she flutters her legs and hands to come out of the water. It resembled like a small sparrow struggling in water for its life. The instructor used to get into the pool after a while and take Sweety to the adults pool to get her out of the fear. Sweety is soo clever, the moment she sees the instructor getting into the changing room, she creates a big screaming drama with her cute voice and wipes of her tears every second and pleads her mom to get back home. Then as soon as the instructor comes out with her swimsuit costume, she will pull her mom to the dressing room to go to restroom. She comes out after a big struggle and then her mom will literally push her into the pool and the instructor will catch her. When the class for the day is over, her mom will be drenched more than Sweety. Her mom used to swim outside the pool to make her daughter to swim.

As I was watching this kid, personally I felt that she was very small and immature, physically and mentally to go for swimming. At this age, she would love to enjoy in water as her mind wishes, rather than listening to a instructor and do accordingly. Anyways as she grows up as a girl in our society, she would become a puppet in many people hands in different stages of her life if her fate is bad and have to dance according to their wishes without even having time to think what she wants to do in her life. Hope her life doesn’t go like a puppet. I wish her success in her life and live it upto her wish and expectations.

A hot cup of coffee

Being a coffee addict how can I miss writing about it. I hope many people all over the world are very much addicted to coffee but taste differs. There are two types of coffee, instant and filter. I hate to drink instant coffe. I love "hot strong south indian filter coffee with extra sugar" :)

I admit the fact that i became a fan of filter coffee because of my great grandma. She is such an experienced lady who has inspired me to get into kitchen.The way she explaining the method of preparing a hot filter coffee, u would actually fall in love with that coffee and will get a satisfaction of having such a tasty coffee. Infact tasting of all brands of coffee especially filter coffee is my major hobby. Whichever restaurant i go, either its a top class 7 star restaurant or a platform coffee shop, how muchever my tummy is full, I just can't resist myself from tasting atleast a sip of the aromatic filter coffee.

Then one fine cold day, I decided to hav a coffee, purely prepared by me without my mom's help. So i quickly got ready with my full sleeve red tshirt n blue jeans as it was cold outside, took my bag n rushed to my car( as if, this world is going to end in another one hour :) ). Then drove my car straight to a famous coffee brewing shop near my home which I always loved to have. With all excitement, i entered the shop and asked the shop keeper for a nice special filter coffee powder. That was the first time i went into that shop. He brewed 70% of beads of fresh coffee beans with 30% chicory. Now I got my coffee powder and rushed back home.

With all preparations mentally and physically, I entered my kitchen. I was quite nervous,and started my work. I opened the refrigerator to take out the milk packet. With the cute little scissors which my mom has kept exclusively for cutting milk packets, I cut opened the packet at one edge and poured the pure white milk into the pan and added very little water, so that i could have a thick coffee :P . As the milk was boiling, I started my preparation to make the filter coffee drips.

I like it when coffee is brewed with a metal device that resembles two cylindrical cups, one of which has a pierced bottom that nests into the top of the "tumbler" cup, leaving ample room underneath to receive the brewed coffee.The upper cup is loaded with fresh ground coffee mixed with chicory (~2 tablespoons of mixture per serving). The grounds are gently compressed with the stemmed disc into a uniform layer across the cup's pierced bottom. With the press disc left in place, the upper cup is nested into the top of the tumbler and boiling water is poured inside. The lid is placed on top, and the device is left to slowly drip the brewed coffee into the bottom. The chicory sort of holds on to the hot water a little longer, letting the water extract more flavour from the coffee powder. The coffee drips is usually known as "teekotion". When each drop of coffee drips, the aroma will be pulling us towards the cup to drink it without even mixing with milk or sugar.

Then one more condition for my coffee time is to have the coffee in Traditional Madras-style Dabarah (or) Davarah and tumbler placed with the open end facing down as customary. i took it out from the shelf in this model and slowly turned the tumbler. Carefully i opened the upper cylindrical cup and poured the coffee drips into the tumbler and added white crystals of sweetest sugar( in extra amout). Typically I started pouring back and forth between the dabarah and the tumbler in huge arc-like motions of the hand. For a moment I went through all coffee famous places like Coorg, Yercaud, Niligiris etc. Oops my god while I was indulged in that aroma, i complelely forgot about the boiling milk and quickly turned off the gas stove. After i completely mixed, i could see the bubbles on that dark solution. To that aromatic solution, i added the hot white bubbling milk carefully without pouring on my dress which i often does :).

Now almost my dream became true but I wanted to have it in a peacefull place. So i quickly took the dubarah and tumbler with the coffee to my balcony before it gets cold. I sat on my favourite swing. It was around 6 in the evening and the clouds was neither bright nor dark with green plants aroung me and soft wind on my face taking me to my sweet memories. In that pleasant surrounding, I mixed my hot coffee back and forth between dararah and tumbler and i could sense the aromatic coffee with free drizzles on my face with the grrrrrr sound.Awesome, now comes the climax, i took the tumbler edge in my finger tips (as it was hot)and went towards my lips and took a sip. Hmm Hmmm Hmmmm mind blowing feeling. As the coffee drips on my tongue i felt the taste of a WARM TYPICAL SOUTH INDIAN FILTER COFFEE, and when it flowed into my food pipe, i felt like it was a WARM HUG to my body in that cold weather. It was an "eternal treat". Every human should feel the taste of the coffee atleast once in his lifetime.

Whatever it is, i will admit one more fact that nothing can equalise MY MOM's coffee. wowww I get an ultimate godly feel when I sip my mom's preparation. Ofcourse every person's first favourite cook will be their mother, i m not an exception from this.

Blog about my charming Prince

I don't know the reason why I chose to write a blog after three years. May be its because of the happiness given by my prince has driven me to write this blog. Kindly forgive me if there are any mistakes.

Well, this topic might scratch many people minds as when did I find my prince, who is it, where did it happen and lot more doubts.

Let me give you few facts about him. To start with, he is such a nice person. People will fall in love with him at the first sight. He is born with a boon of making people happy around him by hiding all his feelings without telling it to anyone. He is very smart, handsome and chubby boy. Every part of his face is soo messimerising. When I hold his hands, I forget the whole world around me. He gives me happiness in all situations. I don't even have to see him in person, but just on seeing his photo itself gives me change of mind and happiness. He has such a beautiful smile.

I think this is high time to reveal the name of my prince. He is none other than my nephew cute little Vinay.I call him Chintu:). I took him for the very first time in my hands on 21st November 2011 morning 10'o clock. He is such a charming boy I have ever met. Whenever I carry him , play with him or just a memory of him makes me extremely happy. He behaves the most notiest when he is in my hands and when I am around him. He is a very smart intelligent boy. He loves when people around him speak to him. He tries to make us understand his cute language and respond him back and at the same time he is a very decent boy to respond us back with his cute sounds. He likes only cold temperature and gets really irritated with hot temperatures and I analysed his character to be a very cool guy.

One of the most happiest moment of my life was the following incident with him. On his 10th day of birth, after all his routines, I tried to put him to sleep. In his half sleepy mood, I lied down on the corner of the bed and was tapping him mildly next to me. It was a very tiring day and I slept off without confirming my little boy's sleep. After sometime of my deep sleep, I got up suddenly. But for a surprise, I felt a warm cute little hands hugging around my neck and a very charming cute little face was near my face. I couldnt believe that tears were flowing on my cheeks and that minute I realised that even extreme happiness also makes us cry. I am not even sure that I wil go thru the same type of situation and happiness again in my life..