It was a Sunday morning and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life.The trees were in bloom and the fragrance of the blosoms filled the air.The Rosebud Hill, beyond the village and above it was green with vegetation, and it lay just far enough away to seem a delectable land, dreamy, reposeful and inviting.
Jerrick had just moved into a ......
Labels: The Funnyside
The day of national mourning becomes a day of recreation. Young ones enjoy their day at home when the elders of the nation grieve. The very day of peace and silence becomes a day of hyperactivity.
What a PARADOX!!!
Here's an account on how the death of an exminister proved to be utter nuisance to a citizen.
It was a Monday when we came to know the death of an ex minister.Such days used to be declared holidays for all the schools in the land.Since the death happened on a Sunday the schools weren't sure about giving a holiday.
Here's an account on how the death of an exminister proved to be utter nuisance to a citizen.
It was a Monday when we came to know the death of an ex minister.Such days used to be declared holidays for all the schools in the land.Since the death happened on a Sunday the schools weren't sure about giving a holiday.
That day a mother was making her 6 year old ready for school.She dressed her up,packed her lunch and bag and went to drop her in the bus.Only on her way to the bus stop did she come to know it was a holiday.The girl so happy getting a holiday after her miserable days in school started doing all the mischief she could the moment she got home.First she pulled the washed clothes off the strand.Then she emptied the dustbin onto the floor, she spilt milk on the dining table, she scribbled on the walls, she screamed in the balcony, she turned the house upsidedown. She did the house in. Finally she got tired and fell asleep watching Tv.She had her time, her day of freedom...
Its fun to have little kids running and jumping all around the house.Its just that you get irritated at times.Anyways if she hadn't got the holiday she would have had to spend her time in school,and the fact that she got a holiday had called for trouble.
Labels: Lessons For the World...
In every need let me come to you
with humble trust, Jesus Help Me.
In all my doubts, perpexlities and
temptations, Jesus Help Me.
In hours of loneliness, weariness and
trials, Jesus Help Me.
In failure of my plans and hopes
in disappointments and sorrows,
Jesus Help Me.
When others fail me and your grace
alone can assist me, Jesus Help Me.
When I throw myself on your tender
love as a father and saviour, Jesus Help Me.
When my heart is cast down by failure
at seeing no good from efforts, Jesus Help Me.
When I feel impatient and my cross
irritates me, Jesus Help Me.
When I am ill and my head and hands
cannot work and I am lonely, Jesus Help Me.
Always, always inspite of weakness, falls
and shortcomings of every kind,
JESUS HELP ME AND NEVER FORSAKE ME.
with humble trust, Jesus Help Me.
In all my doubts, perpexlities and
temptations, Jesus Help Me.
In hours of loneliness, weariness and
trials, Jesus Help Me.
In failure of my plans and hopes
in disappointments and sorrows,
Jesus Help Me.
When others fail me and your grace
alone can assist me, Jesus Help Me.
When I throw myself on your tender
love as a father and saviour, Jesus Help Me.
When my heart is cast down by failure
at seeing no good from efforts, Jesus Help Me.
When I feel impatient and my cross
irritates me, Jesus Help Me.
When I am ill and my head and hands
cannot work and I am lonely, Jesus Help Me.
Always, always inspite of weakness, falls
and shortcomings of every kind,
JESUS HELP ME AND NEVER FORSAKE ME.
Labels: Prayer
I was chatting with some of ma friends when suddenly I got a chat message from my friend cum neighbour Roshni asking to look out for her tag blog.At first I didn't know what she was talking about.N when I knew it she started threatening me to write 8 weird things about myself or else I would just have to see what happens.N then I thought it wasn't a bad idea at all.
N for the 8 'weirdo' me here goes.......
1. I 'laugh' at all times or somebody laughs at me,though some people may think something's wrong with me.Once in class there was a serious discussion going on the 'History of Architecture'.The atmosphere was so heatened up that I felt suffocated and in my attempt to break the tension I just burst out laughing on some comment the Sir had made.And then he too burst out laughing.Remember that nobody had ever seen this man laugh.Hahaha Friends congratulated me for making him laugh after class.Even in school whenever I stood up my classmates used to laugh at me.I still haven't figured out what's so funny about me.
2. I don't forgive and forget easily.It would take years to forgive.Once when we were in a farewell party one of my friends played a stupid prank on me.At first I acted scared though I really wasn't.That was a time when we had to pretend to be scared though not since we were first years.But though I wasnt scared first I started becoming towards the end.Midnight struck and I was declared an 'April Fool'.I was so bloody red that I didn't even talk to him or even look at his face for the next fours years in college. Actually there were other reasons also for not forgiving this one which I don't want to disclose here. But when I tried to email him now, he replies he doesn't know me.Now that's sad enough ,isn't it???....I guess I'll have to change myself on this....
3. I hate to see people treating me like they do to monkeys in the zoo.(the weirdness is in that I looked like a monkey to these people). I remember my first day in the boarding school when was in 3rd std.We had just come from Kuwait a month back.My mother had me, my sis n my brother put in boarding schools.Me and my sis were in the same school.That day I went and sat in my class.I didn't talk much coz I didn't know malayalam.Some students kept talkin to me and I told something back in English.I don't know whether these people could understand me, but 2 or 3 came to me and started pulling my ears, nose, n cheeks and everything they could pull on my face.It was only when I started shouting that they stopped this.I was thinking what sort of training the school gave...Training to become monkeys...Then I trained myself to look out for monkeys...Scared of them even now...U won't know when they start attack...
Another instance was when I was in Prep(UKG) in Kuwait.We had a class teacher named 'D'souza'.She looked savage and savage was what she was.And u want to hear her punishments for misbehaviour in class??It goes like this...If somebody talked in the class or looked back she would make other students drag the one down to the floor and ask them to pull the one's hair if she was a girl or start assaulting if it was a guy.Even I have had my hair pulled by somebody else.I hated this teacher so much that I've even dreamt her children puttin her hair to fire...Hahaha...That was a nice scene...
4. I just hate people staring at me.I used to ignore such people when I was a kid.But now I stare at them back and see who gets embarassed first...(definitely not me).
5. I love horror stories and movies though I dont encourage myself seeing extremely bloody scenes.I even dream horror though I 've never really wanted to be in such situations.I've heard voices of my grandmother who died some 4 yrs back the night I had gone to her graveyard.
6. Though I don't derive pleasure from killing insects as Roshni does, I would certainly like to see someone kill them.I used to watch my brother killing lizards.He would trap a wizard in a bottle keep it inside for some 3 or 4 days.By that time the lizard would have been exhausted.He'd then take it to the sunlight and put it in a paper.Then he would concentrate the rays of sunlight in a magnifying glass and place it just above the lizard.Suddenly u'll hear the sound of fireworks (lizard bursting) and the area will be filled with smoke.
Its been ages since i've watched it...Want to see it now badly...
7. I am someone who hates advices.I just keep my ears shut whenever my father talks to me about the ways of the world.There was a time when I used to do just the opposite of what was told to me.
8. And the Last n least I love weird people which makes me a normal person like they say ' a weird person who loves a weird person is a normal person... (but in the weird world)hahahaha...
Now I guess u've got ur picture of the 'WEIRD ME'.
N for the 8 'weirdo' me here goes.......
1. I 'laugh' at all times or somebody laughs at me,though some people may think something's wrong with me.Once in class there was a serious discussion going on the 'History of Architecture'.The atmosphere was so heatened up that I felt suffocated and in my attempt to break the tension I just burst out laughing on some comment the Sir had made.And then he too burst out laughing.Remember that nobody had ever seen this man laugh.Hahaha Friends congratulated me for making him laugh after class.Even in school whenever I stood up my classmates used to laugh at me.I still haven't figured out what's so funny about me.
2. I don't forgive and forget easily.It would take years to forgive.Once when we were in a farewell party one of my friends played a stupid prank on me.At first I acted scared though I really wasn't.That was a time when we had to pretend to be scared though not since we were first years.But though I wasnt scared first I started becoming towards the end.Midnight struck and I was declared an 'April Fool'.I was so bloody red that I didn't even talk to him or even look at his face for the next fours years in college. Actually there were other reasons also for not forgiving this one which I don't want to disclose here. But when I tried to email him now, he replies he doesn't know me.Now that's sad enough ,isn't it???....I guess I'll have to change myself on this....
3. I hate to see people treating me like they do to monkeys in the zoo.(the weirdness is in that I looked like a monkey to these people). I remember my first day in the boarding school when was in 3rd std.We had just come from Kuwait a month back.My mother had me, my sis n my brother put in boarding schools.Me and my sis were in the same school.That day I went and sat in my class.I didn't talk much coz I didn't know malayalam.Some students kept talkin to me and I told something back in English.I don't know whether these people could understand me, but 2 or 3 came to me and started pulling my ears, nose, n cheeks and everything they could pull on my face.It was only when I started shouting that they stopped this.I was thinking what sort of training the school gave...Training to become monkeys...Then I trained myself to look out for monkeys...Scared of them even now...U won't know when they start attack...
Another instance was when I was in Prep(UKG) in Kuwait.We had a class teacher named 'D'souza'.She looked savage and savage was what she was.And u want to hear her punishments for misbehaviour in class??It goes like this...If somebody talked in the class or looked back she would make other students drag the one down to the floor and ask them to pull the one's hair if she was a girl or start assaulting if it was a guy.Even I have had my hair pulled by somebody else.I hated this teacher so much that I've even dreamt her children puttin her hair to fire...Hahaha...That was a nice scene...
4. I just hate people staring at me.I used to ignore such people when I was a kid.But now I stare at them back and see who gets embarassed first...(definitely not me).
5. I love horror stories and movies though I dont encourage myself seeing extremely bloody scenes.I even dream horror though I 've never really wanted to be in such situations.I've heard voices of my grandmother who died some 4 yrs back the night I had gone to her graveyard.
6. Though I don't derive pleasure from killing insects as Roshni does, I would certainly like to see someone kill them.I used to watch my brother killing lizards.He would trap a wizard in a bottle keep it inside for some 3 or 4 days.By that time the lizard would have been exhausted.He'd then take it to the sunlight and put it in a paper.Then he would concentrate the rays of sunlight in a magnifying glass and place it just above the lizard.Suddenly u'll hear the sound of fireworks (lizard bursting) and the area will be filled with smoke.
Its been ages since i've watched it...Want to see it now badly...
7. I am someone who hates advices.I just keep my ears shut whenever my father talks to me about the ways of the world.There was a time when I used to do just the opposite of what was told to me.
8. And the Last n least I love weird people which makes me a normal person like they say ' a weird person who loves a weird person is a normal person... (but in the weird world)hahahaha...
Now I guess u've got ur picture of the 'WEIRD ME'.
Labels: The Queen of Weirdos???, The Real Me???
The bus 'Mariya'I had mentioned in one of my blogs earlier just killed a man two weeks back and the driver's arrested....It isn't surprising, is it???
Labels: Consequences
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