Blooms Everywhere

It has been a while folks and I have come back to writing after a long time and the reason for my sabatical was my career and secondly my garden. Well, the other side of me is a proffesional and so I need to hone that part of myself. Secondly, I was tending to my garden. I was welcomed home with a flower shower as I may describe it. The balcony was decorated with plenty of yellow chrysanthemums that my grandmother had given to me as baby sapplings. The other pink variety that I have had literally creeped onto the neighbouring plants. I know that I sound so childish in describing my garden but hey, my plants are so very dear to me and I wouldn't leave a stone un turned in bragging about them. I had also sown a few seeds of the 'French Beans' and they have grown into beautiful plants and have yielded a healthy produce of beans. Could you ever put a price on such kind of happiness, I think it is priceless.Every morning, I wake up to the chirping of birds in my garden and it feels like I a rain forest of some sort. I wish to grow so many more plants and vegetables but alas! the limited space and the crowding pots leave little scope.  But cribbing makes no sense and to nake you all happy I am posting some pictures of my garden, hope you guys love it! 

Confusions Galore

I have been pretty busy over the past two and a half weeks,completing the last bits of duties associated with being an engineering student. What really gets me thinking is, the typical question people put to you regarding your aims and goals and what you wish to really do in future. I am generally stoned because I know what my dreams are but I am not able to pick from among them. Secondly, even after growing into a young man, I very often find myself answering questions on goals just like a child answering that he wants to become a train driver. Besides, it so often happens that I have conflicts between my proffessional and personal dreams that I get completely flustered. But what I really know is that I sure am going to be a good human being,with a large heart.

Beautiful Chrysanthemums

I am back again after a long hiatus which I forcefully took to completely tend to my plants. I had sort of camped in my terrace whilr feeding my plants with some organic delights. I knew that all this work would pay off because plants receprocate love by growing healthy and bearing beautiful blossoms. I was in for a treat this time because all of my chrysanthemum saplings had grown big had beautiful flowers adorning them. I can just not wait to share my happiness with you all, so here are some photos of my chrysanthemums

Christmas Calling

I have packed my bags and am finally heading home for Christmas. Even though I am not a Christian, I enjoy this season because it brings so much of joy to my heart. I remember my days in school where we would sing carols and get so excited when one of our very own teachers would dress up as Santa Claus and distribute sweets and happiness to all the children sitting around. This festival generates a new spirit in everybody's heart. People spend time in decorating Christmas trees and baking cakes. It may not exactly be for some specific purpose but just to spread happiness and be happy. Do we really understand why we get so excited every time a new festival comes along? There is definitely something more to it. I feel, every situation and scenario in life can become a Christmas party if we just happen to decorate it with our smiles and find the Santa Claus hidden within us to become happy and spread happiness.

A Good Deed

The conditions that stray dogs in India live in are appalling and so is the case with the many stray dogs that warm the grass in the lawns in my campus. Recently, one of the little pups had been badly injured by some big dog and my friend went out of the way to tend to him. What I couldn't understand was the tears coming out of her eyes whenever she thought about the dog. Could some pup who had barely an hours interaction with my friend really move her so very much? I completely agree that we humans are blessed with a soul that can do good and a heart that supports this goodness with compassion but that connection we share with other living beings is in explainable. I saw how she treated the pup like her own son and fed him with all the sweet praises she had. She ardently sat and completed her task of rescuing the dog but ironically the dog went missing after a while. However if we carefully observe she did a wonderful job i.e. a good deed by simply trying to give back what belongs to the nature. God made the earth and the animals that occupy it including us. The only difference is that we humans speak in a language that is not understood by those poor animals and so they cannot sit on the couch and gossip for hours together about their problems but simply cringe whenever in pain. Thus if we humans do something to minimize the pain and suffering of any living being less fortunate than us, we in God's eyes shall be noble and if each activity that we do is taken up in this manner we shall all be doing good deeds.

Laziness or reluctance

I felt like a real jerk today because I valued my laziness more than my relationships. The irony of the entire situation is that even though I was pardoned by the person in question I am sort of feeling hurt. Does this really happen to people in reality? That sometimes the mind is so stubborn that it refuses to budge and causes nothing but pain. The guilt factor then eats you the rest of the day for the actions you took. It sounds confusing, doesn't it? Never mind, I have however managed to dust my self out of the rust I had merrily coated myself with and have decided to take up tomorrow's day with a new spirit and an ardent will to live life to the fullest i.e. from my perspective.

An Irritable Mind Knows Nothing

I have been wondering over the past few days as to why I have these spurts of anger being generated within me. That weird sense of frustration which cannot be attributed to any particular reason and believe me, if I were an adolescent I could have still played this down as another one of those teenage mood swings. But even a single thing in the day which possibly is out of place or deviates from its normal course seems to set me off. Running away from interaction with people looks like a viable option but does it make sense?  I feel like emptying my mind because anger actually equals trash and never allows a person to think straight. I have generally seen in the movies that people go to the top of a cliff and yell their guts out, but again, can I always run to a cliff to scream. I think I am going to simply put on my head phones and sink into the world of my old pal i.e. 'Music'. And no, it is not an escapist strategy but simply a method of converting every bit of the anger pent up in me into happiness. I hope to write again but with a smile on my face.