SHOWERS OF JOY

THE WAIT WAS WORTH...................

08.07.2009

wednesday,

10p.m

Dear friends,

hope all you keep fit.i was caught up between submissions and exam.imagine,getting a circular to prepare for one hour test of hundred marks and the portion given was of two hundred pages to be downloaded and studied.you tell me,was that fair?no,not at all.still,anu didn't want to give up!the real competition spirit was aroused and within two days the main chapters were discussed with my friend,smita[from payyanoor] on phone.a sort of combined study and i felt really nice.and,friends,i was the first one to finish the paper and i believe the evaluation is going on.if we fall into the category of under score,we will be sent to the city of sandlewood for updating ourselves.

i was supposed to write a post yesterday on GURU PURNIMA,but was tired.sorry,amma n nanda,i was sick.and today,i am in no mood to write about gurus as i received a forward mail full of enchanting images of rain .and you know,how rain influences my mood.

was a rainy day and every day it rains heavily.and these showers and images,made me write this post.

The cool showers pouring down,

the moist atmosphere,

the wet flowers,the shining leaves,

the roaring clouds,

what an awesome sight!

the mask was removed,

the true self was discovered,

her life is being shaped,

all its joys n sorrows,

the gains n losses,

are being taken care of,

by someone far away.....................

now the flowers fall up on her,

like the soft touch of her friend.

when the night is deep,

and the world falls into silence,

he is awake with a song in his heart,

to watch her closely.

her forgotten happy days,

were recalled now,

she doesn't bother to analyse,

what's right or wrong,

as she knows,she doesn't have,

miles to go before she sleeps.

she has been called,

to the joy -feast of this earth,

is it temporary?

''no',her mind whispers.

will the showers stop?

not on her love filled mind.

she was unaware ,

what made him burn,

he laughed but cried inside,

but still he stood by her.

from the sea of darkness,

from the depths of sorrows,

why did he pull her out?

she awaits for an answer.

in the cool evenings,

on a lovely road,

as darkness gathers around,

when her soul had lost,

the guiding light,

he reached her spreading joy,

and how can she let him go?

he had confidence in his beliefs,

he wanted her to see,

the brighter side of life,

he has a solution for her problems.

with choking voice, but full of love,

he often said,''i don't want to let you go''.

that was real heart breaking note,

from the depth of his heart.

let her build a world of dreams,

and he has given her dreams,

she has spring in her feet now,

and she sings the songs with him.

her soul has woken now,

and her world is full of joy!

with laughter spread,

soft music flows,

guitar is played,

she can hear his words,

even without words.

so much of life she has now!

when it's pouring out side,

let her sleep well,

dreaming a rosy future!

and she is guarded well!

it's anu signing off...................

the song for the night is,

kattile mynahaye pattu padippichatharu...................?

[who taught the song to the mynah of the forest?]

some one enjoys taking snaps when it rains and the sound of the rain drops bring back the mynah to his mind...................

to him,who is so calm and composed,

who meditates to gain peace of mind,

who reminds anu,blog is not life,

to that friend of mine,

this post on rain is dedicated.

but anu tells him,she gives life to her posts and her heart beats are faster,when the posts are written.and her approach to each post is so honest and sincere.

anu loves one and all................

and the song dedication is...........

itna main chahoo tujhe.............,

koyi kisi ko na chaha.....................

good night and sweet dreams!

sasneham,

anu

10.30p.m