Thursday, May 31, 2007

Filigree !

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The spider's web with the flowery background and the light reflection on the thin net it made, looked to me like an intricate but symitrical artwork on metal wires.

An artist unparalleled !!!

I had no uploading speed on my net server from yestrday to post as usual. Apologies to my regular visitors.

Here is joke to ease your facial muscles and to let you know that I have my little cells of humor too.

A man and his wife are awakened at 3 o'clock in the morning by a loud pounding on the door.

The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.

"Not a chance," says the husband, "it is 3 o'clock in the morning!"
He slams the door and returns to bed.

"Who was that?" asked his wife."Just some drunken guy asking for a push," he answers.

"Did you help him?" She asks

"No, I did not, it is 3 o'clock in the morning and it is pouring out there!" he tried to sneak back under the blankets.

"Well, you have a short memory," says his wife.

"Can't you remember, about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us?” she said with such conviction, making him feel guilty.

“I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!"

The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pouring rain.

He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"

"Yes" comes back the answer.

"Do you still need a push?”, calls out the husband.

"Yes, please!" another instant reply, from the dark.

"Where are you?" asks the husband.

"Over here... on the swing!", replies the drunk.

Monday, May 28, 2007


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Make me a winter chill
that sweeps the greens, past that sleepy hill

teach me to love the arid sand
grows the trees, the nut of pistachio land

slow but certain I will grow
it’s my refuge, breathing your smell and snow

if not given hopes
where will I land in those slippery slopes?

from quietness that’s me
a shell in which I am in, to escape in to thee

oh no, leave me not here
hung threadlike, gripping with unknown fear
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Written on Dec 23rd 06 in piece of paper while on a crowded flight, thought to be lost with tickets. I got it back while searching for an air tag among the old boarding passes in my old laptop bag. The pic was a gift from a wellwisher that came by mail. I liked it instantly and the credits for the photo are not mine.

Sunday, May 27, 2007


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Cotton candy or snow
how tempting my heart, you know ?

a moment my vision
flew out and had a total submission

Friday, May 25, 2007

Embaressed !

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I was really embarrassed the other day.
The place my travel agent arranged for me to stay previously was Casino Malabar in Cochin, India.
When I was received in Cochin he asked me if I would like to stay in serene location. I readily agreed as I had three more days for the wedding which was the event I was supposed to be there for.
He used his mobile phone for a moment while I placed my small backpack in the car. It was almost 16 kilometers away from the airport through teak forest. I like d it instantly as it was beside the river Periyar and there was ample space in the lawn to lie down and rest in the night if I wanted to.
I slept early as I had to visit the city in the morning to buy some presents. Morning was so nice with the resort.
As it was not open officially, very few people were staying there.

I have asked the reception not to call me early, but I was up at six looking at the slow flowing river. The place and river were isolated as the resort was inside the Government forest area.
By seven I strolling the river bank with my camera to take pot shots of the small robins that go around in the morning for their honey breakfast.
Now I thought it good idea to have dip in the cold water and so moved towards the river with my camera in hand.
I tested the water to see if it was cold, surprisingly finding it warm.
Then I noticed the lone man standing in knee deep water looking around down in the water.
I was suspicious as it was quite an odd time for a man to loiter around, dressed in khaki shirt and lungi (a piece of coloured cloth worn around the waste).
I waited as I suspected that the fella was trying to move towards the deeper side of the river for a suicide attempt. I brushed off the idea because he must have seen me standing on the bank taking pictures.

Suddenly I wanted to take a pic of the man over there in case he is on to some wickedness.
He was not facing me.

So I started the focusing sequence and suddenly, a grisly figure appeared near the man from the water.
Black and gruesome, I thought it was crocodile coming up to eat the standing man. I shouted at him to warn him as he was looking the other way and stopped short.

The man turned in surprise at my shout with a look of puzzlement or surprise.
He saw the creature and started to talk to it loudly.
I looked again embarrassed totally as the man started laughing and mocking at me.

I wanted to hide in the water until he is gone because of the total shame.

I have never seen a tame crocodile out side any zoo.

Want to see a tame crocodile? Try here.

Thursday, May 24, 2007


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Due to fiber optic cable damage in our main server system, my network is functioning like a wounded cockroach from yesterday.
For this reason neither could I write a reply to your comments, which I enjoy normally, nor visit your pages and write a comment.

Though I am able to open and publish a post after several attempts, it just refuses to open when I try to comment in your posts. Finally I am giving up and biting my nails instead.

I request you to bear with me until my net is normal to make a comment in your blog or in mine.
I do apologize for this, and assure you that I will reciprocate the visits once my net is back to normal.
I will try to post as normal if network be favourable to me.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

My flame yellow.

This tropical wild beauty is seen in any nook and corner of Madagascar, African continent, Philippines, India , Bangladesh and Pakistan and may be a lot of other places.
Needing no fertilizer and with minimum water, it thrives in any territory except the deserts and it gives you flowers in an array of colors and mixed colors.

See this yellow beauty taken at twilight.

The sodium vapor lamp overhead fifty meters off the target gave me enough light to proceed without the flash and in a manual delayed exposure.

I don’t know if it is perfect.
See for yourself.
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Monday, May 21, 2007

penance !

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When I call you a cherry, a merry strawberry
I used to feel your breath to ease my worry
to end the tuft of loneliness of years, I carry
here, today I consent, for I am now too weary

to fight a lone battle so silly, over a mere response
a sure defeat, hurt, unarmed, for nothing I suppose

here is my harmless way, my only way... my penance
dear !...I freeze my soul, my feelings too with patience
a quartz I am from now on, to keep a stony silence

Sunday, May 20, 2007


In that moment, while sitting on the cold stone pillar painted with black, with the pale brightness of the moonlight, with no one around me, I should have felt alone and aloof.

But the fragrance caught me unaware!!
The delicate and titillating smell that was unmistakably of jasmine was coming from somewhere near.
I never noticed a jasmine around here recently.

I thought of taking the flashlight with me but the moon was clear and bright.
I peered once through the fence and traced the smell, like doggy just out of a leash.

As I passed the pathway paved with large pebbles, I stood still as the smell was strong here.
I looked around near the periwinkle beds that were decorated with white and pink flowers.

Off left to the pathway, I saw the lone bush jasmine that stood like a stranger, unsure of its position and I saw the blooming white flowers that were spreading the fragrance.

But what caught my eyes were not the flowers but a small bunch of buds just about to bloom, which stood, shy like a young girl in a crowd.

I went in and brought my camera to take a bright picture of this. But at the last moment I decided to have a go with out a flash…with only the natural moon light.

I don’t know if you could see what I saw here, but do you sense an exotic fragrance??

Take a look!

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Saturday, May 19, 2007

I am 77

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See how attentive they are !!!!

I tell them a-joke-a-day. Well, I don't know if you like to hear a joke.

I am not short of listeners.

But if you want to listen, here is a short one for you too.

An elderly man in Queensland had owned a large property for several years.

He had a dam in one of the lower paddocks where he had planted mango and avocado trees and they yielded well, giving him good returns.

The dam had been fixed up for swimming when it was built and he also had some picnic tables placed there in the shade of the fruit trees.

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the dam to look it over, as he hadn't been there for a while.

He grabbed a ten litre bucket to bring back some fruit.

As he neared the dam, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee.

As he came closer he saw that it was a bunch of young women skinny-dipping in his dam.

He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end.

One of the women shouted to him, "We're not coming out until you leave!"

The old man frowned, "I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the dam naked."

He paused a moment and cleared his throat with deep sympathy and glanced over the faces of the young women.

Holding the bucket up he said, "I'm here to feed the crocodiles."

Moral: Old men may walk slow, but they can still think fast.

Thursday, May 17, 2007


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In life we strongly believe in many things.
As time goes by, one day it happens that you have to correct some of them.

Reality conquers your mind and it quenches the mild revolts that forms… mutinies are dealt and defeated by loyal soldiers of the soul.
My soul is no exception.
I had to bury many of my wishes just because it can’t be achieved with out shedding a drop of blood or a painful drop of tear.
Both I can’t stand if I see it.

Life is not what you wish it to be, but is about wishing only what life offers you.
The quest to explore diminishes every day.
Like a squeeze of lemon in salads… like a pinch of salt in the soup…a dash of gleam in my eyes remain, just to remind me of the glint I preserved there for so long.

This picture is taken from my balcony at the back of my office, from where I have taken hundreds of pics of sunsets with out a shadow obscuring my view.
But you see, this one will be the last that I will have with out something marring the beautiful sight.

Already you can see that construction equipment that had set in the background and a long fence separates me now from the buildings, as if someone is trying to keep me away from nature by force.

In place of the basketball court that we had cherished, are now six white, neatly built housing blocks where most of my trainees will stay after their training, when they will be absorbed as regular staff.

We never know what tomorrow brings to all of us, so with out any delay I share it with you.

I may not get another chance to shoot a sunset from the same place.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

What is the point ?

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A friend of mine forwarded this to me.
I found the picture and the heading "what is the point ?" extremely funny.
Sharing it with you as my first post after my vacation.
Now I ask you the same.
What is the point ?