An Odyssey

[Cafe Writing March April Project : http://www.cafewriting.com/2009/03/marchapril-2009-project-in-the-garden/ Option One : Poetry Weather means more when you have a garden. There’s nothing like listening to a shower and thinking how it is soaking in around your green beans. ~Marcelene Cox Using the quotation above as your inspiration, write a poem (any form is fine) about weather meaning more. ] [Photo By : wGGta on Flickr] S plattery Splat Splattery Spalt, The rain drops drummed on the window pane. The sun and clouds in mortal fight, No Longer scorched the soil remains. Croakery Croak Croakery Croak, the big green frog in my garden cries. Pussycat dear from his noon nap woke, the time is here to mince more mice. Rickety Rock Rickety rock, Under my burden the wooden chair grunts. And a mug of cream and coffee thick, Would you wish or anymore want? Screakery Squeak Screakery Squeak, I hear the hinge on the farmhouse door. A howling wind unab...

This was taken in Bylekuppe [WIKI] It   is the second largest Tibetan settlement outside Tibet. Click To Subscribe Rate This Post

[This lovely piece of art is by Julianne . See it on Flickr] I wish i could see her every night, Every day in every sight. So stare, and stare would I, Eyes fixed on a cloudless sky. I wish that she would dance, She would fly in a graceful stance. A silky gown she would wear, And give the sky a shiny scar to bear. I wish i could hold her hands, Hold her close and hold her tight, Embrace her into a lovely waltz, Which would even the heavens exalt. I wish I could survive, Could dream and could stay alive, In hope of the day I would unite With my ever eluding woman of light. ***** [ I am sure most of you haven't any clue as to what i am rhyming about. The story goes like this. I have never seen a falling star in my life (so uncool, i KNOW!!). This attempt at a poem is for the lady of my life whoever she might be and wherever she might be, because I haven't seen her either. So I thought it might be appropriate to compare her with a falling star, neither of whom have met in m...

Dark Forces and Evil Creatures.. BEWARE (that "beware" goes to the moral police as well) Here he comes to scratch your back.. Your Friendly Neighborhood Mysterious Splintery Splinter.. [Enjoyed a lot making myself a hero. Try for yourself @ The Hero Factory ] Click To Subscribe Rate This Post

[Photo By : Midiman] B eing an inquisitive 9 year old, I was always confused about the concept of heaven and hell. If both existed why couldn't we see it? How will I know in advance where I will go? And can we come back to earth if we want to sometimes, like Mahabali does once in a year Or is that only for privileged persons and VVIPs? I knew a person who had the answer for it all, Ammoomma. She knew everything. She knew how Vamanan had killed Mahabali. So logically she ought to know how it was at hell and heaven. So I decided to ask the knowledgeable one. Ammomma was sitting on the portico singing her bhajans as she always does in the evening. There was a light breeze outside. The hibiscus leaves rustled. Its flowers had just been sacrificed in the puja room.The light jasmine fragrance of burning incense floated in the air. I went and laid my head on Ammoomma's lap. 'Ammomme... Ammmomme... Ee swargavum narakvum evideya?' (where is heaven and hell?) 'Where will I...

[ Image Courtesy: http://www.istockphoto.com] This post was written by me successfully during the GATE exam 2009. Three hours of peace from the noisy life of Bangalore, just for a cost of Rs.1000/-.Apply now!!! Waking up early on a Sunday morning is a bad sign. Waking up on a Sunday morning after a party with friends the previous night to write an exam -- the worst sign. The alarm played the perfect part of the dream destroyer that morning as well. After one hour of relentless ringing I had to give up to the irritating power of Evanescence's wake me up inside ... I had got ready to leave home but I had one more task to complete before I could be there for the exam. I had to find the way to the exam center. I was able to reach the holy place, a well 1 hour 15 minutes before time, with lot of help from blore's own Auto bhaiyyas. I thought i would be the one to reach there first. But i was greeted by the faces of those guys who were going to have more beautiful wives and cars tha...

[Photo Coutesy : jamuraa] I got this tag this Maverrick who got it from Sailor who got it from Sneha. [I hope the tag is not an Evil plan by some Evil Warlord to get information about me so that he can overpower me and take over the world]. Here goes.. 1)What is your occupation? I am a central goverment employee*. *Conditions Apply ( Psst. I heard there is no value in the marriage market for Software engineers . We are a depreciating asset now.) 2)What colour are your socks now? Never ask a bachelor about his socks >:- 3)What are you listening to now? I'm hearing Bhumika's voice on the phone persuading me to go to innovative film city this weekend. 4)What was the last thing you ate? Lemme see: Wheat flour, (UN)cooked on a flat or slightly concave iron griddle and Dark yellow colour potato, tomato and onion paste sprinkled with garlic seasoning.. For those illiterate guys, lets say : Roti and aloo curry from the cafeteria. 5)Can you dri...