Thursday, August 6, 2009

AUTOGRAPH PLEASE....................





IT IS CALL OFF TIME...................






6th,august,2009
5p.m

Dear Friends,


good evening.on the day of pournami in shravan,along with Raksha Bandhan,Narli Pournima was also celebrated.it begins the new fishing season for fishermen in coastal areas.fishermen usually pray to the sea God,Varuna[God of the rain] before sailing out into the sea.they believe that the sea is the purest water body .coconuts were offered to the sea on this day,hence giving the festival its name of Narli Pournima.fishermen paint their boats and break coconuts aganist them as offerings to the sea God.the offering of coconut is both auspicious and symbolic of the energy creation.little oil lamps are lit carried in the boats and set afloat amidst the
waves.garlands are also offered to the sea.the rest of the day is full of festivities through song and dance.a dish of sweetened rice and coconut called narali bhat is prepared as prasad.it is also known as Suta poonav.mouth watering food like 'roas',puri bhaji and godshe are also prepared.this festival is for appeasing the Sea God.

Minal is my friend who often spends time with me in the week ends.we talk anything n everything under the sun.working in a private firm,she has stories to share always.a very cheerful,enthusiastic and smart girl,minal was.she was very friendly with her colleague,dinesh.they got along very well initially n he was helping her in job.the special care n concern led to love and they started spending evenings together.the beautiful moments and the colourful days didn't last long.there was a twist in the life, when he resigned the job and left for home town to start his own business.all of a sudden,he became very busy and could not spend time for her.unknowingly the distance between them started growing.last sunday she came with tears,totally shattered as the separation really affected her a lot.she was missing him,his presence and his phone calls.even he was not attending her calls.she was broken and i just allowed her to let her feelings flow.the tears rolled down her cheeks and i hugged her tightly.

she left her autograph on my desk and asked me to get his good bye lines.i knew,it is going to get over.when i tried to contact him,he didn't bother much and he complained she doesn't understand his busy life and he needs time to settle down.he was not ready to accept the fact that hardly five minutes could be spent on a call or on a mail.so,it is call off time........i feel sorry,a connection is disconnected of ego.

while parting, we collect the lines from hearts,and we hold them close to our heart.they have the real meaning of separation..........we still have the autographs of my parents of maharaja's college,ernakulam.i love to go through the sincere lines...............i enjoy browsing through my autographs.the minds and faces become clear and i feel their presence.i do miss them often.i compare the sincerity in relations and friendships.and recently amma received a greeting for completing fifty years of friendship from amma's student cum friend!what an amazing moment!we were thrilled.she is sr.modesta.and we make it a point to meet her in kerala.she reaches us on all occasions through letters.and we strongly believe the sincere and honest relatons are for ever.we are proud of amma and sr.modesta,the wonderful friends of our life!


Minal's life has turned upside down,

she is in her own world,these days.

she hardly attends the calls on mobile,

and she stopped visiting me.

each day of her life has turned into mechanical,

the pain of love,it burns her each moment;

why am i upset,i do wonder;

it happens when the person is your friend.

in the sea of darkness,in the depths of night,

sitting alone,she cries whole night.

rocked by pain and burnt by hurt,

she punishes her a lot.

she was just like a jasmine flower,

spreading fragrance and peace, she lived;

i really wish he should come back to her,

and one long call will do the magic.

her hopes shouldn't be shattered,
all her joys shouldn't end this way.

he is stubborn and wants to reach the greater heights,

and she will be never for him by the end.

a sorry mail,a short chat anything could cheer her up,

but i know,he won't do that,

he has reasons which only he knows.

but i luv her a lot,the simple girl,

of my small town and my great friend,

but i am helpless and can't do anything.

once again,i want to take her to the beach,

and when her tresses fly,she looks so beautiful,

i love to hear her bangles'tinklet

and the chime of her anklet.

i really wish to bring back the smile,

and for her i have to be a strong friend.

life must move on,we should get up,

don't allow anyone to snatch our smiles.

wishing for the best,let me meet her,

this week end minal will smile!

and i'm sure enthusiasm is contageous.

friends,it is time to leave them alone and give space.we all have the right to remain silent.and only in the absence of our beloved ones we realise how much we miss them.
when the minds are closed,you can't love.arguments are a war of words.issues become more complex.i hope some solution comes up these days.or let me send him the autograph.............what do u say?any suggestions?i feel blank these days...........and minal believes in self punishment and she will go to any extent,no one will ever come to know?how could he reject her priceless love?how could he ignore it?

t's anu signing off...........................

today's dedication is for dinesh who loves songs and tried to teach minal the melodious malayalam songs............................

Thenum vayambum naavil thoovum vanambadi....................

Raagam................. sree.............. ragam,padoo nee.....................

friends,when you win the hearts,please see that you take care of beloved ones.ignorance and arguements won't help any bonds growing.
wishing you a wonderful night filled with dreams that will come true!anu loves you all!
belated birthday greetings to loretta,my local friend!many many happy returns of the day! and guys,you know,loretta very well.

sasneham,
anu


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