Sunday, August 31, 2014

Home ! Sweet Home !



“Man builds bricks to make a house
Members build love to make it a home”.


This is the lovely place in the world where I have wept, fought, smiled, giggled and shared happiness.
This place has seen me nurture, grow and rise.

I belong to a lower middle class family. My family has undergone turmoil, chaos, instability and happiness in due course of time. I witnessed up’s and downs in health, wealth and prosperity. However, havoc being on the higher side had an impact on us emotionally and financially.

We have been living in many houses since my childhood. In the last twenty one years we have lived in eight houses. Our memories rest in the every hook and nook of those homes. Nevertheless, we have never left them as houses; we have made them our homes.

“Time flies. After every dark, there is a shine”.

Finally, the day has come. My brother and I have grown to study in best colleges and are working for the reputed organizations. We have made our own house. Each brick called memory is cemented with a tar called love. It took us away three fourth of our salary, one fourth of our time but still we are happy and contented when glance at it. Ours dream has come true. This dream we have dreamt for years.

I being a lover of ethinic arts want to decorate and fill my home with a royal look. The one which makes us feel like being loved, welcomed and majestic. Knowing my artistic skills, the interior designing part has been put on my shoulders. I keenly observed variety range of wall frames, decorative items and antique pieces. I have finally freezed on few articles from http://www.makemyhome.com/







Lord Ganesha is widely revered as the remover of obstacles. As the god of beginnings, he is honoured at the start of rituals and ceremonies. I chose “Aapno Rajasthan Ganapati Kalash and Diya Wood and Clay Wall Decor”. http://www.makemyhome.com/bestofhomedecor/aapno-rajasthan-ganapati-kalash-and-diya-wood-and-clay-wall-decor.html






Vakra-Tunndda Maha-Kaaya Surya-Kotti Samaprabha

Nirvighnam Kuru Me Deva Sarva-Kaaryessu Sarvadaa.

This wall piece is with kalash and diya representing the auspicious and fortune. This is exactly the one which I have been looking for. I am going to hang this on the wall right on the top of main door. This symbolizes that God Ganesha will bring prosperity to our home filtering the bad omens.






The next item which I have picked is “Aapno Rajasthan Miniature Floral Vases with Warli Paint in (Set of 3 )”. http://www.makemyhome.com/bestofhomedecor/aapno-rajasthan-miniature-floral-vases-with-warli-paint-in-set-of-3.html





Fresh flowers bring happiness and joy in our lives. The freshness in nature elevates hope, optimism and love. These beautiful handmade terracotta flower vase are eco friendly. The miniature warli painted flower vase represents our values, tradition and Indian pattern. I being a hard core admirer of art, simply loved the way the colours are used in this painting.

The larger vase of the set is going to be set in the corner of the hall on a glass corner table. This would be just beside the glass window. There is another reason for choosing this particular vase out of all the collection. The curtains which we have put on is of red and off-white colour . The flower vase and the curtain go hand in hand with the pista green wall. This is a perfect match to our hall. The beautiful flowers from my garden will add more vibrancy to the room.







I will place the middle sized vase in the living room just beside my book self. It adds royal look when I place on a wooden stand. This room is furnished with dark brown cup boards, book shelf and wooden table.






The smaller one will be placed on the self in between the crockery set. I just wish to leave this floral vase in between our exquisite collection of crockery as an antique piece. This entire wall is bright, shining and is as beautiful as an art exhibition.




Also, there is a deep sense of satisfaction in my heart picking this handmade terracotta floral vase. Am I not helping those set of great artists who are making their livelihood from these excellent works?

The last item which I chose is "Design O Vista Three Panel Painting Clock-86" http://www.makemyhome.com/bestofhomedecor/design-o-vista-three-panel-painting-clock-86.html





Often we see wall clocks hanging on the walls of the house undying for ages. Generations come and go, people change but clocks have their own space on the walls just like the sun in the sky. I have chosen this canvas painted three panel wall clock which gives contemporary and classy look. Fusion of ethnic and contemporary style symbolizes the modern approach to the ethnic lifestyle. This clock is going to capture those moments of happiness and gloom. This one will store the memories for a life time. Time flies and this clock remind everyone of the cyclical emotions in a man’s life. No emotion is constant. Everything has to be dynamic in this Universe. Sometimes laughter, sometimes angry, at times agony and amusement. This painting is bright with yellow tulips looking at the sky. Doesn’t these flowers influence us to rise at sunrise, aim high and spread happiness?.

My home is perfect example of “Orthodox approach to a modern living”. This is my beautiful home filled with true emotions. This home is yet to watch many celebrations. My wedding, my brother’s successful career, Papa retirement, fun filled moments, welcoming the new family members and many more in years to come. So, I chose the best to keep my home alive and awesome for a lifetime.

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Unposted Card

“Hello Shreya, my old friend..!!

You are gifted with eternal inner  beauty
You are the one who understood my moods
You are the one who completed my sentences
You are one who know my secrets and every crush.
You are that miracle who held my hand to come out of bad dreams
You have raised my hope and you are a reason to smile.
You are that dearest friend who was always there in good and bad times.
You have always completed that bit by becoming god gifted ever understanding sister.
The world will become more beautiful if God creates more people like you.
I wish you the best to happen to you the days ahead….I pray god for your endless happiness
To the Lively personality J, consoling heart, insane soul and sexy biatch :P

Many Many Happy returns of the day"




Before this card reached you, you have left this world trying to save me and few other friends when the forceful River Beas hit us.

The last photograph which we clicked before this tragedy hit our lives is still safe to remind me of you till my last breath.

The powerful river Beas has taken you away with its flow, yet I pray that your soul rest like the still waters of Ganges.


 This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Monsoon




You are one whom I have been waiting for
You are one who brings smile and happiness
You are the one whom I want to dance with
You are the one whom I want to embrace forever
You are one who spreads life
You are one who completes my life
You are one whom I am totally in love with
first rains of the season
Monsoon ! welcome again !!


Sunday, August 24, 2014

The day I left my flute





Being born in an orthodox Iyer family exposed me to classical music since my birth.  Music has flourished in my family since unknown years. My great grandfather was an icon and an inspiration to many during his days. I have grown up seeing people waiting in our veranda to hear his voice. The town hall was never empty when he performed.  That is respect the whole town carried for him. People always took pride in listening to “ Shri P. Subramanyam Iyer”.

There has been too much expectation from my family when I was born. Especially, when you are named after your great grandfather, people expect you to behave like him, perform like him and inculcate his qualities. I was always kept under pressure. You know the way I walk, talk, read, smile ..etc every detail and every minute of my life was under constant observation. The most annoying part was to wake up at 4.00 am to take shower in the cold chilled water and do sadhana (Practice). Reasons like these made me develop a strong dislike towards the music.

I was 20 when I cleared matriculation. I had the dream to visit big cities and travel all around. I have always explored new techniques and methods to move away from my town. Finally, the day has arrived which I have been looking for. I received a telegram saying that I have been selected as a Head clerk in Govt department based on the merit score. That was the happiest day of my life.

I was extremely excited to hear the great news. I distributed laddu’s to the entire town. Soon, the day has arrived, when I had to leave my town to join the Job. I packed my bag with four pairs of pure white cotton pants and half sleeves shirts.  Two jars full of homemade snacks were given by mother. My ticket was ready for the 2 pm train. I rushed to the nearby Shiva temple to offer prayers. Soon, I realized that I was getting late and hurried to the railway station.

All the way on the Jutka, I was uncomfortable. I rechecked my bag to make sure that nothing is missed out. My ticket, certificates, clothes, money, snacks, mango pickle everything was in order. My mind was wandering like a lost object in the universe. It was moving in the infinite space to the unknown destination. When Jutka reached lane of railway station, I realized that I forgot the flute gifted by my grandfather on my 10th birthday.

I asked the Jutka driver to drive back to my home. I ran to the store room and opened the trunk box. Somewhere in between the old clothes I saw the glittering flute. All through the while, I thought I am detached to music but music is in blood and in every cell of my body. 



That was the day I left my flute and I missed my train.

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Sunday, August 17, 2014

Fly to the sky


Out of the world, I say
To the thousands of gods, I pray
The unsaid secret I held to heart
That soaked in my body every part

Since child I have dreamt
Several nights I have spent
I tell you what I under went
Here is my attempt

Ssh..  Keep it a secret
Here are chocolates full basket
Never repeat often frequent
I trust you extremely blunt

All that I have been dreaming
And that I wasn’t speaking
Look ! my heart is beating
And hands are freezing

Wish that I always wished
And never aborted
Sooner than it is missed
I say before you are pissed

Please drop ears carefully
Because I utter fervently,
and render dramatically
I dreamt all my life honestly 

I want to fly fly fly
To the blue sky sky sky