Celebrating Independence ...

"At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. "

                                 Sixty four years back on this day , A simple man called Nehru said these immortal words, Not just any random set of words . He said those words that from then on was the symbol of the nations freedom. He gave his fellow men the words the yearned for over a century. sixty four years from then , we stand today celebrating our freedom , our hard earned freedom. Today I walk free , because great men of great courage and values has shed their blood for me. Because men stood with open chest and adamant gaze as bullets rammed into their hearts.

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                                 Today, I owe them this tribute, It is but the bare minimum that I could be doing to honor their great sacrifices. What if they were not courageous enough, what if they did not care and went on with their lives. I may not be living in a free world, I may not have the rights that i gleefully enjoy today. There is  a price and they did not wait to pay it. The seized the day and they laid their lives in the line. They new that they had to do it , not just for their freedom but also for a nations . The set examples and laid glorious paths to take, They looked death in the eye and smiled their way.

                                 When in this world men cant live without arms and ammunition , I am proud to say we won our freedom with prayers and silent protests. My country men did not shoot, they sacrificed , they defeated their enemies not with hatred , but with care and love. They earned for their right to live and be free, but not by taking away other right to live but by sacrificing ones it the altar of righteousness. They fought and fought hard, they were no less a soldier than any of today's armed to the teeth ones. They carried no gun , and they did not count their bullets , but still they won a war , not just any war they war for their freedom, but the freedom of their countrymen as well.

                                 I may be praising and praising them a lot, but they deserve every bit they get. in fact they deserve even more. These praises they may not desire , they will not desire , they seek not rose petals on their paths. They never there would be thorns and they wanted thorns. The freedom got easily would not have been of any value. What is hard one is what that is most valued.

A Tribute to our national heroes.

                                 This my nation and this is her sixty fifth birthday , I shall celebrate it and celebrate it with the same spirit that my fellow men celebrated it sixty four years back. I shall close my eyes and savour the spirit, I shall pray and I shall remember the numerous men and women who gave me this freedom. Our's is a great nation , has always been a great nation and It shall always remain a great nation. On this day we celebrate what is that we have earned, Our Freedom.

Happy Independence Day Folks !

A day in the park!

  

                              I think I have lately redeveloped my taste in photography yet again. Enjoying another day in the park after quite a long time in the concrete jungles was so rejuvenating. With lots of butterflies , tons of greenery and of course a brand new camera. Strolling trough the lawns with lots of time in my hands and no work at all , I was simply clicking away.

Trees along the road.

                              Loaded with birds and their chirps , The unending walkways seemed too short for the day. With rain threatening to come down any minute , the air was cold and there was a soothing breeze. Magical ! that's what it was , with streaks of sunlight glowing through the small gaps in the puffy clouds. It all made the place look heavenly. 

                              As the sun bid adieu , making the guardians of green grow sad . His light shone trough the canopy as he embarked on his mighty descent. A beautiful day with many a beautiful memories , that's what today was !




More photos of my trip !

A green walkway

Chasing birds !

Finally I caught him on my camera .

Just another row of banyan trees

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Living near the World's Richest Temple.

                                  It all started very fast , one day there was just a temple and in a week I found myself living at top a 22 billion dollar treasure. Wonderful ! , A temple that I have visited every now and then , A place were I used to take leisurely strolls in divine tranquility. Today that very place houses one of the greatest treasures ever found in the world. The treasure is estimated to be accumulated over a couple hundred years and today it has a base value of a whopping 22 billion dollars , now that's just the values of the material and not the antiquity value or the value after craftsmanship is included. If you start adding all that factors up it may go well beyond a 100 billion dollar. 

                                  One day a retired diplomat decides that there is some irregularities in the temples way of dealing with its riches which were to then unaccounted for over  400 years. He took the matter to court and then acquired an order to ascertain the exact level of treasure hidden in the temples six vaults. This person who lives quite near to temple had made the efforts in showing the world what the lord had in store for them. As the court appointed special team inspected each vault the amount of treasure simply kept increasing and in multiplied and added in rates that none ever imagined and making the Sri Anantha Padmanabha Swamy Temple the richest temple in all of the world.

                                  As with all treasure we have our beliefs as well , the person who went to court for opening of the treasures died in less than a month of his victory, T.P. Sundarrajan aged 72 years , a former officer of the Indian Police Service and a lawyer died giving rise to a whole lot of small talks about curses and evil . One more vault is left to be opened and many believe here that the opening of the last vault will unleash great wrath    and famine in all of the lands.

                                   Living atop such a vast treasure is silly thing , many people who lived peacefully near the temple are now living in the fear of being evicted any time. The speculations and the facts about the increase of security is bound force these poor 'brahmins', who likes to live in the shadow of the lord and worship him day and night out of their homes. Though many have left their fate to the lord they live in constant fear of losing their homes. Though many of us appreciate the uncovering of the vast treasure and is proud of more than just rich lord, there are time we have wished it should not have been discovered just yet. We no longer can roam as freely around the temple , which for many have once been like a play ground. Yes the temple was famous then , and people used to come to see the lord and now there is no place to stand in the temple. Once there were time we could see the lord anytime and in a matter of months we have to wait in queues for hours at end just to see him for a moment.

                                   The temple is gone no more the old one ,No more can we go there as free as we had done for so many years before.But , the treasure had to be found and we are proud of it. As we have the saying we believe, 

" What happened , what happens and what will happen are all for the greater good" 

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Tell me What Love is

                                I have been sitting here long enough. I have seen many a sunrise and many a sunset , I have thought hard and long. Every moment in life flashed before me  and relived every moment I have lived. Carefully caressing every memory of mine. Still then I look up at the sky, I still cant find my answer. Where is the flair and where is the passion. Where is every of those moments in life I have witnessed the sparkle, where are the times I rejoiced in love. The moments of intimacy and where is the endless hours I stared into her golden eyes?

                                I have never married, at least not yet! But I have been committed and I have dreamt many a life for myself. Many a times I have bit to the every last straws to keep those moments from vanishing for ever. Every girl I lost I was convinced she was not mine to be with , but still I never wanted to be the one to give up on it , may be that is not fair , may be I should have told the truth. The truth I was too afraid , too afraid to lose the moments they have given, too afraid in finding a new person for me. What if I find no one else , What if the next is even worse. I have not been fair and then I have not been in love as well. They might just have been relationships of convenience.

                                There were times of magic in life that one remembers life by, and by the grace of god I have many to live with. There were times when every thing under the sun was made of gold and all I could see where flowers and butterflies and gardens and beauty. There were times I thought I knew what love was and there were time I thought I owned love. But for every one of those times love has had surprises form me. May be god did want to empty my hand for the ultimate prize. May be I already have her.

                                The magic in the first touch and the softness of the first kiss that many talk of, I wonder sometimes whether I have found or not. Sometimes its the silence or sometimes its the rain that brings in the love , May be love is not something to always have like the heart beat but may be its something that come and goes like the spring. I have heard poets talk of love and I have read writer write of love, But those are things that are still left for me to experience. 

                                There again I stand by the sea shore, where the waves break open there heart and sweeps away ones sorrow. I can no more run and I can no more hide , I need to know and I know I am entitled for the answer. In whose quest I have been I think already have , but I need to know for sure, What I have now is unlike anything I have ever had , It's surely exceptional . But , is it love , I need to be sure. I need to know what is love.

She had a Doggy!

                                              

                                    My Girlfriend had a doggy and he was called Rocky! Though I was always jealous of him, there were times I loved him. He may not to be to me what he had been to her. It’s a funny story, a funny story how life unfolds to us all in ways unimaginable and often it has a sad ending. Its but inevitable I suppose.

                                    It was his funeral two days back and ever since then I miss him much or rather I miss my girlfriend missing her rocky.

                                    It is a good story how it all started, She had rocky even before we first met. She was so afraid of him that she would not touch him at all and would run screaming had he came closer that a few yards. But at the same time she loved him, She loved the little rocky running around her country home and eat her chickens. I didn’t know when rocky turned vegetarian or when he had enough of the smelly chickens he soon seized eating her chickens. By the way I forgot he was a good golden German shepherd.

                                    I always wondered why she would run away from a dog she so much loved and adored. She would not even let me joke on him. There was one time I suggested we would get rid of rocky when we she was once complaining of how rocky scares her by licking her legs, she says she gets Goosebumps when he does that. Its true hell has known no fury like a woman gone angry. She would not even talk to me for the next couple of days.

                                                There was this incident once, I think a couple of years back. One fine holiday there was this site to watch, A really memorable one she would never have done it had she been awake. There was in the bed two angels sleeping together hugging each other. Had I had a chance I would have frozen time and stood there watching my girl and her little doggy, sleeping like two little children. But of course then rocky had to do that, the stupid act of ruining a very quiet morning, after all he is just our stupid dog. He licked her chin and oh my god then there was screaming and running and barking and total chaos. Even neighbors called in to check if all was okay. That was the one day in my life.

                                    It happed a couple of days back, A call from her in the evening confirmed our little rocky has gone to the afterlife. She was weeping over the phone and though there was many a miles that separated us I could hear her words crack and her weak heartbeat. It was not much of a surprise we were expecting it. For the last couple of months he would not eat and he was often sick and lazy no running around and he would often walk away from home and we had to go and bring him back. He was showing signs. And he died two days ago! It did hit as a bit hard no matter how sick he was and how convinced he was going to die, we still hoped that he could one fine morning spring back to his former naughty self and chase my girlfriend around the house.

                                    I too miss him , May be one day when we have a life and get a house , we would buy a little doggy and love him too, But rocky will forever be the rocky and he will be remembered for ever. Many things died along with him and now that’s a space that’s really vacant. My girlfriend had a dog and he died!