The best MUM

Dear Mum.....

Life was so happy and colorful with U . U filled our days with so much love and it hurts me that I amn't able to reciprocate the same. This day of every year in particular I spend time recollecting the few sweet memories we shared.

I still remember the saturday afternoons when you used to wait eagerly at the door for me to return from school, the custards and cakes u prepared for me , the dresses u made for me , the long summer trips we enjoyed, the weekend movies and dinners we had together. They were all so fantastic. Our house was a Shangri-la with you.

Life has become very gloomy without you. When I say our days without you are dark , I mean it. Everything went miserable and out of order . Every saturday afternoon when I returned from school, I wished to see you at our door waiting for me, which I know, could no more happen. Every now and then I used to look into the kitchen and imagine you were standing there, cooking for us. Food has become insipid, as it lacks the taste of your love, Mum!!

The way you carried off your dignity with much politeness was amazing. You were a well-mannered and composed woman, applauded by all. I draw inspiration from the humble way you spent your life. When I hear people still reminding me of the great patience you always demonstrated , I feel proud of you mum. I take it to be the best compliment, when people say I depict you.

Whenever I see a lady with her daughter beside, I feel bad that I am left alone. Whenever my frenz start telling me about their mums, I become nostalgic thinking of you. When I hear someone speak to their mum, I regret that I cannot speak to you. When i feel lazy to take my food, I wish you were there to stuff it lovingly into my mouth. Whenever I go home, I wish you were with dad , having a conversation. Whenever I am in sorrow, I wish you were there to console me. Whenever I cry, I wish you were there to wipe my tears. When I take a wrong step, I wish you were there to guide me in proper direction. When I achieve something, I wish you were there to feel happy for my success. My heart sinks in pain when the thought strikes me, that I cannot speak to you and see you anymore all through my life.

Your memories complement every auspicious occasion for us. I still wonder how well organized and different my life would have been , had you been a part of it . Even today (after 13 long years), I still can't believe what happened this day 13 years back. Many a times when I went to sleep, I wished that was just a nightmare and hoped to see your lovely face when I woke up from my sleep. I wish time had a rewind button so that we can go back and get you. I strongly believe you are still with us , around us , continuously showering your blessings upon us.I dare say, its a rude act by The Almighty to part you from us, even before I could realise your importance and enjoy your love.The last words you uttered still echos in my ears. May your soul , in the heaven , rests in peace.

This is for you....

What is ocean without water ,

What is sun without its heat ,

What is flower without its fragrance ,

What is love without you .....

As a matter of fact , Mum........ you were really AWESOME!!!

In memory of the day you left us alone , I phrased all my feelings to show how much I miss you.

Your daughter

Vijitha (its the way u spelt it)

Adieu....

The day which i even hate to think of, has already arrived ; arrived so early than i expected, to deprive me of happiness and leave me with only cherished memories...
This is the day when i learnt that good-bye is far more than a farewell. A simple word with so much pain hidden in it , a word which takes the person far away, a word which makes us uncertain of meeting the person in future , a word which when uttered brings unstoppable tears the very next moment, a word which makes us dumb struck , a word which makes us recollect all the sweet memories v shared together....
A day which showed how much i am attached , how much i miss , how much i love ...
A day on which i learnt that it is so painful to say adieu to a frend who made my life beautiful , who inspired me in so many ways , who filled me with confidence , who showed me what enjoyment is , who proved me that a frend can make a difference in life

U r definitely more worthy than these lines actually mean......
U r like a sun-flower, making me lively ...
U r like a drop of rain , soothing and comforting pain ...
U r like a rainbow, adding colors to my life...

The Verdict....

Ajmal kasab , the only person living safe after the mumbai terror attack , was finally awarded the death sentence by the Supreme court . If we take this as our victory over pak, we are doomed.
Pakistan must be complaining that these dull Indians dont do a darned thing other than “strongly condemn” these “dastardly acts” . ”No damn fun, dude” they must be saying. Yes they are right…
The Home Minister says that the verdict is a victory for India . How can it be claimed as a victory when it is little more than an open invitation to war ? There was already a credible threat from Laskar of Pakisthan. Y should we call upon the spirit only when there is a terror attack ? Y can’t the state gaurentee that a citizen’s dignity is not recognized after a disaster , but each single day ?
Kasab is on the waitlist of 51 and still had the chance to count on the President to consider his mercy petition. By the time his chance comes , it would well be 2025 and the Govt of India need to spend around Rs.109 crores to make sure that he is safe till then. It means , he lives at the expense of Indian tax payers. Meanwhile, the Pakisthan terrorists will regroup and re-attack. Some sudden violent death takes place. This death , of course , will be “strongly condemned” .
Its time for the Govt to shake off its laziness and act to curb terror. Its mere absurd to tell that nuclear equation has made it impossible to challenge Pakisthan.

The important thing is no to stop questioning
- Einstein

Nostalgia

Gone are the days when my dad used to wake me up with a glass of tomato juice in the morning....
Gone are the days when my dad lovingly stuffed food into my mouth , as I m lazy to have it myself...
Gone are the days when I and my dad had a great time discussing on the TV9 news issues....
Gone are the days when I enjoyed my dad scolding me for the silly things I had done...

Now are the days when my alarm daily wakes me up early in the morning and n I have to rush to office with no juice :(
Days when I have to wait for my food in long Qs....
Days when I have to discuss about the boring work issues with team mates...
Days when its no more fun getting scolded by manager...

LITTLE PROGRESS EVERY DAY.......

BRINGS UP TO BIG SUCCESS......