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A Birthday Wish-- 23 May

Long long ago we walked to the school

Hand in hand, we stepped over leaves,

Wandered through many familiar ways

But she remained a cherished friend.

Lost her somewhere along the way of life

The roads separated without consent,

Unmoved and unrelenting gap of loss.

Time remained unconditional always

But she remained in heart with love.

Shared many secrets i had in mind,

Never knew if ever she understood

Or evven tried to understand sentiments,

That grew along with me and years

But she left behind many memories.

New realms and lands engulfed time,

Walked past me many friends indeed,

None remind me of her,yet she lasted

Ever so sweet as she had always been

But never did she looked back at me.

Though news of her, growing up walked in

Always listened with much enthusiasm

Yet time immemorial cruel kept us apart,

With questions that are silly and sad,

But mind always beat with intense care.

Relationship resurrected with technology,

The intense bond felt seems to be past.

Days spend through keyboard message,

Seems to have reversed the present tense

But past never become present for feelings.

She remained precious in hearts that beats

Never withered aways the friendship

But remained calm in her birthdays

Wishing her the very best God ordained.

But she always remained the best things ever.

‘Film and Female’- 6 Day workshop on Film

A Malyalam Version ....can be read in this link

When a person goes into a theatre, he or she sits back and watch what is going on the silver screen. But the film maker is someone who shows us where the viewers’ minds go; what they like; what they crave for. It is the film maker’s with that make the people enjoying. And the film making is an art itself. It can be learnt; it can be taught.

There are young and aspiring artists around us desirous to know about the art of film making itself. And fortunately enough the artists with hidden talents would not have to wait for long, as they have a golden opportunity for knowing about the etire process of film making at their door, in their city, Muscat and Oman. As one of the rare opportunities in our cities, we have been fortunate to have among us the film personalities like Ms. Fowzia Fathima (Cinematographer), Mr. B. Ajithkumar (Film Editor) and Razi (Art Director). The company and the closeness of these artists carrying fame in their respective fields would share their experience with us; during the tenure of the classes, they all will acquaint us with various fields, ranging from ‘basic guidance’ to the difficult ‘technical aspects’ concerning the process of filmmaking.

For those who wish to develop their natural skill with professional touch, the classes are organised for six days, and will be conducted in association with Jeevan Omaniyam. The venue of the classes is at Passage to India restaurant, Hattat House Compound, Wadi Adi Roundabout. The involvement of women participants is especially encouraged; as such an opportunity could be a stepping stone for an aspiring artist. Participation from those women who want absolute opportunities for entering the vast field of films, T. V. Serials, Music Videos and even the world of advertisement is heartily welcome. They introduce maestro’ movies to the participants includes Bergman, Tarkovesky , Chaplin and more. It would certainly be a unique workshop on film making aimed at providing ‘rudimentary guidance’ and chances for the new comers to this field. More over we intent ‘women participation’ as a footstep forward to multilevel acceptance. This workshop thus can be emphasized as ‘Film and Female’. We expect participation from all nationalities and we offer classes in international standard.

During the period of six days days, the participants would have opportunity to be and engage themselves with a person like Sudha Sha… In addition to being a writer and a film maker herself, Shdha is a woman of substance. Her efforts in making this event possible are beyond praise. The Hosting function would be a star studded one. In addition to the films personalities mentioned above, the function would witness the attendance of many known personalities. The presence of Dr. Khaled Abdul Raheem Ali al Zadjali, the director of Omani Film Industry, would be an additional boost to the enthusiasm of the participants. The well-known personalities like Dr Ratnakumar, head of The New India Assurance and Mr. Abdullah Abi Salam, from Lakshmi Kothaneth would add more shine to the whole event.

You can also be a member of the official group they are forming in association with the Film Society of Muscat and all details of the upcoming workshops and information are available in this blog : http://moviemct.blogspot.com/

The Directory of Artist-A Review

Tens of thousands of people paint in their leisure time. In painting, they unleash their inner self. It is important when any one is painting, regardless of his age, status, time, and the circumstances, he be honest with himself and the idea he express should be, his own.Here then is works of art, paintings, which are appealing and beautiful. This is a collective effort, of a group of artists in the web site www.directoryartist.net. The mastermind behind this wonderful idea was Subhash, who had conceived, designed and maintains, this website to exhibit, not less than ten artists in this wider frame. The artists will be exhibiting 48 paintings in different mediums like Oil, Watercolor, Acrylic, Digital etc, with limited duration, from 30 June 2003 to 30 Jul 2003.

Gopakumar R, Jaleela Meera, Jaya Subramonian, Rajan. T C, Ramachandran.N, Prof. Sanathanan.M (former principal of Fine Arts College), Subhash. S, Varghese Punalur, Velayudhan Nair.TT, Vijayan Neyyattinkara are the main contributors to the gallery, which consisted of 48 paintings with great caliber. We are stuck at once by their charm and surge. Subhash, the impetuous, personality behind the whole idea, points towards the incredible advantages of a virtual gallery. The artist need not worry about the frames, as the virtual framing of the painting, is possible. The expensive brochures are not necessary, as they make a page with the profile of the artist, himself. The visitor can take printout of the artist’s profile and information. The transportation cost can be omitted as the original works are safe at home and altogether it is very cost effective.

Subhash vouches on the success of the virtual gallery by the extensive responses from the visitors, which is too good and sometime better than the conventional galleries.Subhash, has launched this website, in Nov 2001, and the first exhibition hosted on 1stMarch 2002. This is the 12th exhibition, in the long list. Quote: When the member’s of Kerala Chitrakala Parishath, Trivandrum, Kerala, was planning an exhibition in Bangalore under the leadership of Prof. Sanathanan.M (former Principal, College of Fine Arts), I found it was very hard, tiresome and expensive job, and Prof. Sanathanan.M, had to struggle a great deal, to get the gallery space booked. This was the turning point for me, which inspired me to design a Gallery, where any artist can exhibit their works for a specific period with a wider exposure.

Subhash, has tried to introduce, group shows, for the members of Kerala Chitrakala Parishath, Trivandrum, with some media coverage, which eventually proved to be successful. The purpose of this site is quite simple, those who love art can enjoy works of art, enjoy reading the profiles of artist and their career graphs, and of course, collect or buy paintings of their choice, not for any judgmental ideas.

Subhash, is not only an artist, himself, but he has been equally aware of qualms that has been in and around him and the letters written by him and published in medias are also available on his profile. A letter written by him, on Noise Pollution, to all the Ministers in kerala government and to the medias, had snapped opened the eyes of environmentalist as well the authorities, which had resulted in an official order from DGP (Director General of police) restricting the use of loudspeakers, in public places.The media coverage of the Paintings Exhibition has been quite wide and extensive.

The news papers including, The Hindu (27 Jun 03), Weekend Express (28 Jun 03), Malayala Manorama (29 Jun 03), Metro Plus (30 Jun 03), New Indian Express (30 Jun 03), Mathrubhoomi (1 Jul 03), Weekend Express (5 Jul 03), Sunday Express (13 Jul 03), Sunday Express (20 Jul 03) and popular medias like Kairali TV News (1 Jul 03) Noon, Asianet News Channel (2 Jul 03) Evening 7pm. Asianet News Channel, "Jillakaliloode" (4 Jul 03) Evening 6.30pm.

You can visit the website "Directoryartist"

Safe & Sound

Blissful as it looks and peaceful as it feels

I get to sleep with in they comfy hands.

Safe and sound to my hearts content

Though short lived to my minds liking.

It lasted while i slept and that's all to it,

Nothing but safe and being safe matters.

Might never repeat or may never happen,

As i choose to flee to an unsafe world.

Another 8th Year

The Malayalam Version

8 years passed away, in oblivion,
Years that went past in silence
Yet the emptiness widenes more.

The comfort and reasons failed
Whenever i tried to run after them ,
Nothing ever replaced your warmth.

I still feel your soothing smile'
You painted my life with happiness
Stopped me from going astray.


I pulled away from thoughts of you,
Aches and pains of your absences,
Which never left my heart in peace.


Let me love you with all my heart,
Everyday of my life and years to come,
As God says, think good, think gratitude.

The mother in me will always cherish
Those lovely moments you bestowed
In return ,condensed all into my daughter.

The smile i get from her compensates,
For the vacuum you have left behind,
She showers me with love of ' you'.

Great connoisseur in the art of Cooking.....Thankam Philip

A Tribute to the Great Persona
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Ms. Thankam E Philip, originally from the Thevarthudiyil Family from Kottayam had rewritten some age old conventional rules about cooking. She had been the principle of the Bombay Catering College and had been a pillar or strength in the field of cooking .


Her soul left and today leaving a lot of memories behind .


A Padmashree winner Thankam E. Philip has been selected for the Col. G. V. Raja Award by Kerala Tourism also for lifetime achievement in tourism for her exceptional contributions to the tourism and hotel management sector too.

The Sail

Good Morning :)
Originally uploaded by sibi_thedesigner

At times things move like a snail
And when it picks up,things change
In a rapid progression ,like winds
Be ready for the take off ,at all times.
Look at life for example,in wide angle.
People say " this life is a waste "
But later,the wind fell on the sail
And life sailed,with out hazards.
It works always to be patient
Wait for a while for your life settle,
Your chance in life and with destiny.
Work on it and it will turn around
Just as the undissipated wind.

Another X mas behind us-2008

As opposed to the usual x mas and early turning in , since we have nothing else to do in the desserts that we live, we had a terrific and memorable christmas in 2008. We had christmas at home in Trivandrum.

The day started with mummy's prayer and breakfast which is the yummiest part of the day. The palappam(laced dosa) and chicken stew,which is a tradition at all christian families

Mummy cut the cake and the x mas celebrations starts with breakfast .

We all gathered in the portico(foyer) of the house for the firecrackers which was bought the day before and hidden from the kids. To the shopkeepers, suprise and wonderstuck eyes' the 1500 Rs worth of crakers was asked to be doubled in quantity which splashed a big blasts of crackers from his own eyes.

The started with big blasts of crackers which s done by the master cracker 'Gudu mathai' whom we fondly call Biju.But with the sound polution that he created , terrorised the peace of the RP Lane,our home ground.

Fire crackers in full swing with kids.

Action in full swing with kids and the bigger kids.

The conclusion was a shower of big sounds and showers of small lights. We bid goodbye to 2008 x mas. Though we will not forget it either , we managed to leave good memories for kids to keep in their hearts, for a long long time.

The Moon /Venus/Jupitar

Naughty Celestial Trifecta

( My lence photo)

The hudreand years of long wait

Sexy and smiling as it looks and feel,

They appeared togather in the sky,

Hand in hand and happy as ever.

Lasciviousness from the night sky,

Jupitar and Venus with the moon,
Never have they been togather,

The love of life and the signs of passion.

The nightbird in me always gazing up the sky,

Never did the clelestial shrines smiled back

Alas they did, with all their heart to me,

My heart rejoiced on that December night.

(The Actual smile)

Veiled Angel

Another jolt,another pangs of pain
Life never stopped,neither did pain
Survived beyond words in silence.



Days past and months ran into years
A voice walked in with words of lullaby
Where you go, i will be there with you.



Comforts poured in from heaven
Trust every word and hold on to it
Life started becoming meaningful.



The entire scenario changed to brightens
Colours of life, with promises of life
Over and over the promises came.



Never will i leave your hand in life,
Will always hold you close to me
The angelic promise never stopped.



Every word i say is a promise,
No matter how where or when?
This i promise,will withhold all hazards.



Conditions occurred and angles vanished
Human face appeared within the angel
Angel disappeared and so did the promises.

My Dad

Another 24th

Days go past us winds of season,
Never gone past the days and years
Get stuck in some ear and age
That engulf us like mirages in deserts.

One such mirage is my Dad' in my life,
Always in front of me,waiting for me,
Yet i never reach there in time be near,
So near to me yet so far away.

Never did he forsake me,in life
Never for moment,never for a day,
Always beside me when i needed the most,
A dear friend,a true companion,a great dad.

He suggested,the best books for me to read
But never pushed them into my hands,
A mear suggestion about the inputs
Next thing i know,i have my hands full.

He sang tune's that's soothing,melodious,
But never forced me to listen any songs,
A mear suggestion about the notes in them,
Passion for music began with his notes.

His acquaintances,colleagues becomes friends,
Value of friends in life is enormous,
Friends are like cool breeze in mornings,
Surround life with them,now i have endless no's.

Life has ups and downs,but never fear them,
Face them and find solutions for them,
This life is too small for us to sit and fear,
So i tried, yet fear engulfed me.

He came back into my life in many forms,
Beating death, faced me with many a face,
As friends,note of music,verses from books
He never left me and my life, my Dad.

Frantic 'Plea' of a Blogger

My dreams shattered into droplets of dews waiting to be frozen.........................................


This is a draft that i made to give in the 'Readers Column' in Times of Oman, but somehow my hopes went astray, neither did they respond nor did they publish what i wrote, used my name and in place of my wordings inserted the most secure 'irrelevant' words.................


Here is a desperate mail from a desperate reader. Until I narrate the pathetic saga of the last two weeks, may be you might not get the ' real picture.' So, here we go... With morning coffee in hand, I am in front of my laptop, clicking 'G-talk.' The only response is 'network error.' I try other networks of Gmail. All in a shambles! Could be some 'major' work of Oman Tel, which happens quite often, I have noticed since I relocated to Oman a year ago.


After a few hours of frantic calls to friends, reformatting Internet options and restarting my laptop, I decide to make an SOS to to Oman-Tel. I dial 1313. It rings! A sweet lady directs me to press '2' for English and '3' for other services, before politely asking me to wait. The call goes to the attendant and… 'BANG!' Do they really bang phones down? Can't be—may be it's my phone. I try again. 1313 …2…3… wait… BANG! Again!


I connect through Oman-Tel to other mail-servers of Hotmail, Yahoo, except to those pages that has any link to Google. I am sure many people, offices, called and tried to get in touch with Oman-Tel, which, well, just banged. It's obviously not a Google problem, because it opens on and off. I don't think Oman-Tel is blocking it. There may be a technical error. But how does one know if they keep banging the phone?


I thought of – and found – the next best option after a week: Newspaper Reader's Column. Not that every one reads it, but some of the Google fans just might. Once they do, this would be talked about and Google will surely look into it.


Through Google, we access "Blogs" which I find are very interactive platforms for people who have convictions and a longing to have them heard and discussed around the world. I have been writing blogs for many years. Now it looks like my years of toil have been to no avail. Alas! I cannot log into Gmail. For people like me, 'Blogging' is a place to speak up, pour out, or just think aloud... If anyone is seeing or listening or reading this, please do respond. Others keep trying 1313.

Does it ring a bell?

Dassra,Pooja,Vijayadeshami,Bommikulu

Dassera is synonymous with Durga Puja and Navratri. In TamilNadu, we celebrate it as Golu where colourful clay figurines of Gods and Goddesses are arranged in steps for the nine days . The Gods gave way to mortals and soon we had Ram and Krishna with snake charmers and cobblers .
It is believed that Goddess Durga on her 10 day journey around the earth removes all evil....... May Goddess Durga destroyall evil around you, within you and fill your & your loved one's lifewith happiness and prosperity.goats cows etc.."prathima"Golu or Kolu, doll arrangement, is an essential part of Navrathri and Dasara celebrations in Karnataka, Andhra Pradesh and Tamil Nadu. In 2008, Navratri Kolu begins on September 30. The Bommai Golus are proud possessions of a family and they are handed down through generations. Apart from the traditional Navratri Bommai Kolu display, nowadays there is an emphasis on Golu themes with different ideas.
Majority of the Bommai Golu displayed in homes opt for the traditional method of display. Kolu – the royal court of Goddess Durga is created 3, 5, 7, 9 or 11 steps. The most important dolls in the kolu arrangement are the Raja-rani or the marapaachi bommais. These are expensive dolls and a set of them is found in all traditional households. Another important idol is that of Goddess Saraswati. A Kalash is also placed along with the Golu.

How to Create
Stories from Hindu Mythology continue to be the favorite theme during Navarathri Golu. Community Golu and displays by organizations also opt for various other themes - current issues, social message or something related with their field of activity. With kolu sets with different themes readily available in market, many people also opt for it in their homes. Each year various companies come out with different Kolu sets mostly related to Hindu mythology.
Some young men and women prefer to be creative and opt for something unique.

Create a unique Navarathri Bommai Golu:

First decide on a theme or select a story from mythology.Draw a sketch of the Golu theme in paper or create one in Computer.Mark all the dolls, back grounds and props needed.It would be wise to hunt for dolls after deciding on a theme or story.While selecting a theme make sure that it does not exceed the budget.Also make sure that the dolls are available in the market or you can create it in a short period.Depending upon your theme, you will also need backgrounds and other props like forest, trees, ashrams, animals etc.Know Your Limitations.A simple and well-defined Bommai Kolu will be more attractive than a crowded Kolu, which does not convey any idea.Don’t jump into creating a Bommai Kolu by being impressed by a professional Kolu arrangement or one done by a person with artistic sense.Some of the Golu arrangements that might have impressed you are the product of years of practice and the dolls might be part of traditional collection.Therefore know your limitations in creating props and backgrounds before deciding on a theme.

Here in muscat too i have some very 'dear friends' who clebrated with the each step with total dedication though they were away from home.Vidya and Shobhas 'kulu' was as informative to me as it was in waching the pooja in inaia.

YesterDays

Emotions overcoming me
It’s haunting me for reasons,
24 months and 19 days past
Destiny of longing is vague

What is a good solution?
To combat fatigue of love
Other side is getting heavier
Do I give into emptiness’?


Yesterday you stripped me naked
Today you cut me into pieces
Emotionally knock me out,
And mentally perfect me!

Now I see difference clearly
It gives me more stability!
Realization dawned in me
I doubted Yesterdays,
Do I need to trust today?


Am I longing for a soul?
Emotions do not need identity
Face and body can live life
With imaginations of mind


Life taken the role of roller coaster
Turning and churning the wheel
Never stopping for a breath
Do I trust today to forget?
My yesterdays Dreams?

Where Dreams are made

Home , where my dreams are made,

each daydream that recur in mind

Will this ever become the real reality?

Everyday, wind,soothing and nippy

morning mugs of coffee, feel blissful,

with small flutter and splash of rain

wooden seats in balcony, so pleasant.

Ever did I think of an afternoon siesta's

so deep with minuscule sound of lullaby’s

from the river below, with cool breeze.

The deep red of the splendid sunset

makes my evenings full of romance,

the music so enticing to my ears.

Soft steps of evening that takes me,

towards the darkness of nights,

with creaking sound of night owls.

The murmur of nights that engulfed,

me into the comforts into the home
Like an embrace with, strong heartbeats.


Always ready to protect me from evil
the darkest of my fears that’s erased

in my own dream home, always a dream.

A singer's unsung songs

Pradeep Somasundaram ................................
...........................An illustriously amazing songs Sung with sound thats hevenlyLocked up in beats or versesOf songs that are God sent .....................................

As the name brings in ,little sparks of recognition, a twitch to the eye, to anyone from the land of backwaters........ohh yes him....... sweet melodious songs..........Pradeep Somasundaran is a singer with unique heart. He started his Karnatic/music training at an age of 12 and started his performing career at the age of 16. He worked with All India Radio and Doordarshan. He sings classical Karnatic, Film Music, Ghazals, Devotional songs etc, in Malayalam, Hindi, Tamil, Telugu, English &………………..wow, Japanese languages. A vivacious traveler, himself, he has explored, many countries for musical performances, like UAE, Oman, Bahrain, Qatar. All his songs and further details are in the website….


Done his higher studies in Electronics and currently working as a Lecturer & Head of Department of Electronics at the Govt. College of Applied Science, Kerala, managed by Institute of Human Resources Development. He also conducts lecture demonstration programs on different dialects of music and regularly appears in many popular T.V programs Pradeep feels he has been neglected by the so called Malayalam film industry that which has never discouraged his inner soul who’s dedication to music, nor to the Malayalam film songs. Pradeep is a humble listener and admirer of Padmasree Yesudas. He never insisted
or demanded to be entitled as a singer in any movies. Great admirer of the new generation singers, Pradeep is always ready to sing/experiment with any language, he was not ready fall on anyone’s feet for opportunities’. Recently on Surya TV, he sang for the serial Guruvayur keshavan............which is a big hit....music by Vidyadharan and lyrics by Gireesh Puthencherry.




A real shattering truth of not being recognize by his own people stands tall and stout .His passion for Malayalam is definitely a truth which is yet to be acknowledge by the people ‘of God own country’ . A very friendly lively talkative person, ready to take the cross for the crusade that grip the image of music, anytime ,anywhere.


Pradeep has composed himself and found the point in life with synchronization "The Art of Living Basic Course" in the beginning of 2004 ! It completely transformed his individuality and gave new direction to his expressions . You can listern to all heart warming songs of pradeep from this link...........................









He concludes with hope of persuing new horizons in life with , his own dedication to the music and the Malayalam music industry. He sang one of the compositions of Donna Mayoora's composition, which you can listen in this link

A Nymph

Hand full of happiness and life,
Till we meet and greet,until next.
Life, you snatched from thin air,
Especially for me,with confidence.
Fear none and scare away the worry
Like the this nymph,which hops
From tree to tree bush to bush
Happiness awaits further ahead
Hop with life,hop with joy.

A baby grasshopper, which is called a nymph (NIHMF).(Information supplied by fellow Bloger_

The Dutchess)

Saving my Skin

Age is catching up with me, is it??

oh no !!!!!

My entire equilibrium panicked. The well deserved rest, good food and the daily dose of vitamins remained futile…for; nothing helped me to compose myself. To be precise, my mental stability was in turmoil and my writing tempo practically diminished. Retrieving back my mind to a steady flow was not easy. Pages and pages of unfinished work piled up in front of me, which were to be edited and completed. Stress, strain....sadness, depression; all this was the theme of the days, weeks and months and probably years too.............................

Finding reasons were easy; the sudden absence of my dad and years of missing my mother has elated an 'orphaned' feeling in me. The very obvious things of protection and love from those who are there with me, was beyond recognition in my state of mind. I searched for reasons that were not there; dug up reasons of my own. The reality of the situation was hidden behind an invisible glass and I was searching for the epitome of loss. While I had everything God intended, the truth was concealed at the back of blue glass.

Eventually my mind reacted, my body retched violently. As a result rashes erupted from my skin, and the very sympathetic comments of friends and family made me cringe. I shrank myself into a shell, to avoid comments and remedies which flow over to me through anyone and everyone. Blogs and Internet was safest modules to let others know how pretty and enterprising you are, where no one checks the actual truth. Virtual life is the best abode for runaway for writers like me, who are emotionally vulnerable. So I wrote, with a vengeance...........published a few online and media too. The vulnerability and my own empathy paved way for some very powerful subjects and themes which sprouted as much acclaimed articles. The name bellowed respect and the SABG, initials carried weight of recognition.

But none of these temporary remedies to pacify my heart did stop my vulnerable heart from reacting. It reacted, with the utmost straight. My skin reacted......I screamed on top of the voice, for help. I sought some help from endless list of doctors ......but none could pin point the reason for my deterioration. One Doctor from Venezuela, who took me straight to her heart said that I have such beautiful eyes. Momentary relief.............at lease I still have very expressive eyes, not everything is lost as I thought everything to be........relief in itself. At the end of the road, I left it all to the God, to let him choose my fate if he brings me to it, I consoled that He will find a way to save me out this peril too.......But there was someone waiting on the horizon, who was not ready to leave me to destiny. It was a skin Doctor from Trivandrum who came highly recommended by the few bloggers I keep close relationships with. Emails of my history passed on, pictures of my pathetic face and almost bald scalp was sent across to the doctor.He specified the areas of problems, found the key to salvation ....and the key turned.

The Doctor Gpalakrishnan(Skin Specialist)was consulted and he came across some drastic health issues, like exceeded Triglyceride and Glucose levels. With no sympathy the Doctor put the verdict out "your days of good food ends here, from here onwards your life revolves around vegetables and water”. The faster you get accustomed to it the better, for your mind and body.” \My world went upside down. No falooda's and no 'Costa coffee ice cream shakes'. Most of all, my juicy steaks which everyone loves and my tasteful cooking of Kerala food; bathed in pure coconut oil. “No, No”, the Doctor put his foot down vehemently.............”you want to live the rest of your life with your family , then walk 2 hours a day and cut down your intake of food to 1/3 of what you consume now”.

With bent down head and stooped shoulder I walked out of his room, to my home, where another matron of food, my Mother (MIL)….like some food inspector, she was waiting and watching my diet and screening my food with a fine toothed comb.I have heard that some people enjoying diet; but my ordeal was worst than a prisoner. Just 1 chapathy with bitter guard and salads! The ordeal was worst when you are on holidays, where everyone sits around; a table of festivity and yummy gourmet cooked food, and me…. with my forced diet. Anyhow I had to, and I tried with my maximum composure, which paid off. With the result of losing weight in kilos and my glucose level coming back to normal, the panorama changed. The sumptuous food I make while on holidays and showers of compliments I get seems to have perished to land unknown.

The yummy ‘Jilebis’ and sweets I always sink myself into, remained a dream. With my skin and health improved, I remain 40+ and rocking.

Dawn of love

Ever been loved,with heart,
loved and being loved differs.
never knew being loved was,
intense like a wine,cured to,
perfection through years.




Emotions can be depicted,
as love,the most cherished.
Expecting no returns and
giving was love in itself.
was I worth it,ever, to love?
will I give myself away to love?


I never asked for love,instead
wished for an angle to save.
Save me from miseries of life,
cried out loud with all my heart.
one angel who who will protect,
me from all the toils of life.


The angel came with life and love,
so full of life,that it bowled me over.
Taught me new horizons of passion,
love so full,with patience and calm.
Years needs for love to ripe and grow,
patience to cherish sustain love.