shivam August 12, 2013 Subject: [Iyer123] Is this why kids are called Gods? At 7.30 yesterday morning I left my daughter’s house in Ocala, Florida back to Baltimore along with my son, his wife and two children. Nearly 14 hours drive became 15 long hours due to traffic jam near Washington DC. The sky, when we … Read more
Scene: My friend’s house, on the eve of Varalakshmi vratham Characters: MILK = Mother in law Kamakshi. DILK = Daughter in law Kav for Kaveri DRUK = Daughter Ruk for Rukmani. FIL = Kamakshi’s husband & Son = Their Son. When the curtain goes up, DILK is seen with a cloth bundle in her hand, … Read more
If you want water, don’t command from your seat; get up, walk down to the kitchen, drink, wash the tumbler and return. If you drop your shirt button, don’t expect someone to come ; you bend, search and pick it up. In fact, it is good for your back , if you drop something or … Read more
” Did I stampede upon this life by accident, or A premeditated, predesignated product I am? Would I have received the same warmth and love Were an elephant, cow, or another woman, my mom?” 1 ”Neither your question … Read more
” I simply don’t like your saying,’ I love you, I can’t live without you’, and all such rubbish ” “Why Ammalu ?” “As there is no other way for you but to love me, as you have married me ” “It is not necessary for me to love you just because I married you!”‘ … Read more
The wood outhouse in our backyard has no top; Only a few shafts can see the full sky when I look up. Fuming or cool like a mother’s mood When her kids refuse or agree for food. 1 The … Read more
The flight from Vancouver to Chicago was memorable; the Sun brightening the entire sky, the clouds glistening as if they are all made of pure silver, crimson beams passing through in between, layers and layers of snow covered mountains and then barren hills exposing the silent brooks,water falls and weak dents, then green or dark … Read more
The moment it hits the soil, the happiness seed Breaks, procreates, grows and blooms as smile The sorrow screws, chokes and slices heart’s domain And bursts into tears, ah, the scars remain. 1 I don’t waste time counting my scars … Read more
Sometimes, we can do nothing but wait. Depending on the result anticipated, that wait becomes joyful, fearful or suspense – soaked. The result could also be much against our anticipation, as it happened in my case when I sent a love letter to my girl friend (not now, as I have become wiser, but long … Read more
Y Your woods, hills and rivers took over A chip of my mind, Vancouver. Farewell now, but shall come again To enjoy your snow -capped hills and pouring rain. 1 Towering mountains, lazy lakes, Chirping birds and bashful creeks, Mesmerizing maples and haughty oaks All follow me as … Read more