Each time the wave retreats it consumes a part of the shore,
Sea so fickle in making decisions, moves back and forth giving the shore hope for not more than a few moments.
When it was the time when the shore chose to detach the sea chose to consume the whole shore, causing enough damage to the shore.
Now the shore is worn out, weak and has no where to go.......
Moved in to my life and out of it jus like the waves.
Now the wave gives it explaination....
Simple and logical.....
How long are we jus going to stay at the distance?
I decided to make you "nothing",
so that I am happy I have lost "nothing"
Now the shore for a long time from now would not have to face any more casualities.....cos the it is already broken....
Monday, December 24, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Only a squeaky wheel gets its greeze....
I was brought up in a highly controlled atmoshpere, talking sense, speaking soft, sophistication,
patience were some things that were taught at home.
No one taught me that only "A squeaky wheel gets it greeze".My mom says remain silent, never react to any thing, you might as well show your other cheek if some one hits on one.I thought my mom must be right, I kept showing the other one and each time I showed the other one I got hit on that too.I went and asked my mom who had told her that? She said she read it in Gandhi's autobigraphy. I said no one is following the Gandhian principles any more, they are giving one on the other cheek too.She said its ok , people will realise one day. No one even cares.No body is guilty for having hit me. They have taken advantage of my weakness. I did not want to hit back, cos I was scared, not because I will get hit again, it was because they will get hit.I wanted to be God, which was mere stupidity.I thought, God will help me if I remain silent and be patient.My mom did not know that ahimsa was used as a weapon when people had some sense of humanity, when people realised hiting some one was wrong and now people are not even aware of the fact that it is wrong.Forget about legal illegal business, about whether it is right or wrong .My mom did not realise that God had provided me with my limbs to protect myself.She was not aware that I could hit them back and still be a hero.She was so much convinced by Gandhian principles because he had proved once that it was possible to be patient and get your work done.It took him a long time to get us independence.But after bringing us independence he hardly took any actions to make the country a better one, whats the whole point?If he had hit them hard his followers would have stuck to his ideas and would have never taken advantage of his tolerance and created new parties.If we were still a British colony may be we would have been a wealthier country. Tolerance is one of the greatest banes India has got.We allowed people to concur us continously.Now being concurred by the corrupt politicians the whole country is going to drains. I am another Indian who has escaped to the US, to make my money and finally during my retired life would pull my easy chair and enjoy the breeze sipping a cup of coffee and reading a news paper reading the same old news.Develpoing Nations coming to gether to sign a treaty.How long are we gonna remain the same?
Now, I know I have no rights to talk about all the growth of the nation,they are some statements that only resposible people must make.Now I am not talking about the nation alone.People in specific.Hit back, if some one hits you,break his bones if he wishes to break yours, Make moves quick enough to escape blows Fight the world that is giving you so many troubles.Never remain silent, because
Only a squeaky wheel gets its greeze-it is quite synonymous to
"azhara kozhandaiku daaaan paaal"-Tamil
patience were some things that were taught at home.
No one taught me that only "A squeaky wheel gets it greeze".My mom says remain silent, never react to any thing, you might as well show your other cheek if some one hits on one.I thought my mom must be right, I kept showing the other one and each time I showed the other one I got hit on that too.I went and asked my mom who had told her that? She said she read it in Gandhi's autobigraphy. I said no one is following the Gandhian principles any more, they are giving one on the other cheek too.She said its ok , people will realise one day. No one even cares.No body is guilty for having hit me. They have taken advantage of my weakness. I did not want to hit back, cos I was scared, not because I will get hit again, it was because they will get hit.I wanted to be God, which was mere stupidity.I thought, God will help me if I remain silent and be patient.My mom did not know that ahimsa was used as a weapon when people had some sense of humanity, when people realised hiting some one was wrong and now people are not even aware of the fact that it is wrong.Forget about legal illegal business, about whether it is right or wrong .My mom did not realise that God had provided me with my limbs to protect myself.She was not aware that I could hit them back and still be a hero.She was so much convinced by Gandhian principles because he had proved once that it was possible to be patient and get your work done.It took him a long time to get us independence.But after bringing us independence he hardly took any actions to make the country a better one, whats the whole point?If he had hit them hard his followers would have stuck to his ideas and would have never taken advantage of his tolerance and created new parties.If we were still a British colony may be we would have been a wealthier country. Tolerance is one of the greatest banes India has got.We allowed people to concur us continously.Now being concurred by the corrupt politicians the whole country is going to drains. I am another Indian who has escaped to the US, to make my money and finally during my retired life would pull my easy chair and enjoy the breeze sipping a cup of coffee and reading a news paper reading the same old news.Develpoing Nations coming to gether to sign a treaty.How long are we gonna remain the same?
Now, I know I have no rights to talk about all the growth of the nation,they are some statements that only resposible people must make.Now I am not talking about the nation alone.People in specific.Hit back, if some one hits you,break his bones if he wishes to break yours, Make moves quick enough to escape blows Fight the world that is giving you so many troubles.Never remain silent, because
Only a squeaky wheel gets its greeze-it is quite synonymous to
"azhara kozhandaiku daaaan paaal"-Tamil
Friday, December 7, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Who came to your house?King ? or beggar?
Lets give it a personality.
Opportunity is an emperor.
Opportunity knocks the door many times,
His aura can be noticed only by some wise people. He is actually the emperor.He disguises himself like a popper, to test your mettle and charecter.He would be able to judge your seriousness, by coming without any noise.
The moment he learns that you have no regards for small poeple, he decides you really dont deserve to entertain him.
He could give you another chance, to prove your charecter, but if you still dont understand that it was an opportunity given to you to prove yourself, you stand no chance.You will be englufed by his magnanimity.
I have to confess about many poeple, who are so lazy to go open the door. No body wants to move their limbs to reach out to something that comes to them. We have become so lazy that, we have started saying come in, keeping the door open.
If the Prince himself had given an intimation that he was going to visit our house, we would
stand next to the door awaiting his arrival. The point is how much importance you attach to something, matters. We attach no importance to a popper.We care not, even if he was dying of hunger. or do we?
Now what? Are we gonna sit down on our couches all day and warm them? or are we going to lift our bums and open the door when some one knocks?
Opportunity is an emperor.
Opportunity knocks the door many times,
His aura can be noticed only by some wise people. He is actually the emperor.He disguises himself like a popper, to test your mettle and charecter.He would be able to judge your seriousness, by coming without any noise.
The moment he learns that you have no regards for small poeple, he decides you really dont deserve to entertain him.
He could give you another chance, to prove your charecter, but if you still dont understand that it was an opportunity given to you to prove yourself, you stand no chance.You will be englufed by his magnanimity.
I have to confess about many poeple, who are so lazy to go open the door. No body wants to move their limbs to reach out to something that comes to them. We have become so lazy that, we have started saying come in, keeping the door open.
If the Prince himself had given an intimation that he was going to visit our house, we would
stand next to the door awaiting his arrival. The point is how much importance you attach to something, matters. We attach no importance to a popper.We care not, even if he was dying of hunger. or do we?
Now what? Are we gonna sit down on our couches all day and warm them? or are we going to lift our bums and open the door when some one knocks?
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