Lively songs from LOTR

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began,
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many path and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

Fellowship of the Ring Chapter 'A Long-Expected Party'.

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!
Though wind may blow and rain may fall,
We must away ere break of day
Far over wood and mountain tall.

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell
In glades beneath the misty fell,
Through moor and waste we ride in haste,
And whither then we cannot tell.

With foes ahead, behind us dread,
Beneath the sky shall be our bed,
Until at last our toil be passed,
Our journey done, our errand sped.

We must away! We must away!
We ride before the break of day!
The Lord of the Rings

The Fellowship of the Ring, Chapter 'A Conspiracy Unmasked'.


O! Wanderers in the shadowed land
despair not! For though dark they stand,
all woods there be must end at last,
and see the open sun go past:
the setting sun, the rising sun,
the day's end, or the day begun.
For east or west all woods must fail...
The Lord of the Rings

 The Fellowship of the Ring , Chapter 'The Old Forest'.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
The Lord of the Rings

 The Fellowship of the Ring, Chapter 'Strider'.

Jane Eyre

True Love Liberates

“He is not to them what he is to me,” I thought: “he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine;—I am sure he is—I feel akin to him—I understand the language of his countenance and movements: though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him … I must, then, repeat continually that we are for ever sundered:—and yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him.” Jane Eyre ,Chap 17

"I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home." Jane to Rochester,Chap 22

"I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you—especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame" — Rochester to Jane,Chap 23

 "My bride is here... because my equal is here, and my likeness" -Mr. Rochester to Jane,Chap 23

"He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun. I could not, in those days, see God for His creature: of whom I had made an idol." Jane Eyre,Chap 24

Magic Mumbai...

The placid ocean that runs away from you just to come back
The busy city that steals the sleep away from you but still makes you dream
The huge malls that awe you...the narrow streets that yell at you
The magic Mumbai that casts a spell over you...

The Mumbai that made me fall in love...

Mumbai....Of course!!! One has seen chunks of it in movies, songs and yes in zoom's zoomed shots of celebrities' houses and hangouts. And the picture I was having in my mind was clear....The busy city, the city of dreams, the city where all those celebrities grew up like me and you.
But Mumbai has its own magic. At times a magician turns one shape to another...Flowers to rabbits ..or a rabbit to a hat ....and other tricks that surprise us.
Mumbai too, is one such magician!!

The cute airhostess announced that it was time to land. Peeping through the small window I could see the gigantic city. Sky scrapers which dared to touch the sky, the roads which seemed like endless caterpillars, the slums which formed big black blots here and there.
The Chatrapati Sivaji International aiport was an expanse of wonder. From micromini aircrafts which were cute and stylish, huge majestic aircrafts took off and landed every now and then. Trivandrum airport seemed negligibly small...like a star near the moon.

The city had many stories to tell...the stories of natives who were struggling to claim their space...the stories of migrants who had either flourished or perished...
One part of the city was so different from the other. There was HeeraNandani which seemed carved out from New York and unfortunately so were there places that stubbornly stagnated and refused progress. And all of it together lay entwined with the calm ocean.

The house that sheltered me was carved out of a hill. A complex of huge flats took the place of tall trees that should have populated a hill. But that explains the cool wind i guess. The complex belonged to the white collar working class.Named after flowers(frangipani,zinnia,voilaalba) it was a great place to have a morning walk. Thats the only time I stayed in that place.
Each day's adventure start at around 10.30 am when the malls come alive,the streets stir and the traffic roars. The malls are inexplicable. All the super brands clutch and tear your purse. You come out with light bags and a much much lighter wallet. Well some of best times did come from them.. especially the multiplex theatre that housed hilarious housefull2.The streets were excellent competitors. The heartbreaking fact that you bought the same thing from a mall for 10 x price kills you and brings tears to your eyes. At those times you wonder how in the world the streets still do make a profit.
The temples in Mumbai are like a splash of colors. Never have I seen deities so vibrant,colorful and ofcourse beautiful. Siddhi Vinayak temple(yummy ladoos),Mahalaxmi temple and Iskon temple are some of them where I could go.

The bright Mumbai has its dark sides too. The Gateway of India has a sad story to tell. The Taj has even a sadder one. The gateway of India whose gates were open and which welcomed its people with love is now shut and angry.It is guarded by army and police.Eyes full of suspicions follow you everywhere you go...A beauty marred with agony and sorrow.


Mumbai can never be described to its full extent. One ought to feel it.Cos its Mumbai...The magician who never rests!!

Thanks a ton to my family who took so much pain to keep me smiling......Without them Mumbai will always be incomplete to me.

DO IT NOW

The true meaning of things does not lie in them, it lies in our attitude towards them -CHICKEN SOUP FOR THE PRETEEN SOUL

Procrastination is also an attitude, Change it.

Are you one of those who keep putting off doing things till the last minute??Why don’t you give it a shot and finish a given task way before the deadline. Not only will u feel relieved and happy, but also proud of your work.

Many believe that the panic caused by a time bound assignment is a fuel for performance. But hurry and worry are not good for the heart. Here, I have shared 5 tips to keep your heart safe and sound when it tackles a deadline.

Deadline: Get it done by then or drop dead. Life has become a tale of deadlines. It can be anything- an exam, an assignment, a seminar, a family function that you need to help coordinate, a function that you need to shop for (girls especially).

The sad part is that procrastination hinders you from delivering your best. Finally you manage to do something that is “Not you”. When this keeps on happening you tend to lose your confidence and creativity. At the same time, when you do something that you are proud of it becomes a big boost to your self confidence.
Why do we procrastinate? There are many reasons( Ofcourse , We keep on inventing new ones when we get a deadline).But here are 5 ways to handle them.

1.Lack of core skills.

You do not have the skill to meet a task. This is a serious issue..When we feel that we cannot meet the task we tend to avoid it. It becomes a burden and life becomes harder as the days go by. But hey, anyhow you have to do it. So make it fun. Learning is the option.It has always been the best one. Get the help of someone who knows about the work. DO NOT GIVE UP.
But there are instances , where procrastination encourages you to falsely believe that you do not possess that skill. Change that attitude.

2. Split it up

My favourite option, it has worked well for me and life has become way simpler .
The hugeness of a task might make it fearful. So break it up!! Split it into sections and consider each section as a task and set time limits for it. Make sure you finish the sections properly.

3. Proper use of technology

The most sought after option. Get help from newpapers,articles,Internet. There is a tendency to copy paste the pages from internet. But friends, if you want to develop a signature style which will help you always, get information and develop your own ideas.

4. Get organised.

If you know how to manage yourself then you can manage things and even people around you.It would do you only good if you can get organised. Use your calendar to note down the deadlines and leave ample space for delays. STICK TO IT.
If your system of organising things are difficult and if it stresses you out then the whole purpose is defeated. Keep it simple!

5. Become creative.

Everyone of us have prized possessions that we cherish of. Something that makes us different and happy. Implement that on your task. If you are good at drawing,convey ideas with pictures,If you are good at presenting, be confident and present your ideas to the world.

Imagination is better than information – Albert Einstein.


There is no short cut to success. Hard work and god’s grace brings you success.
But hey! systematic,regular and sincere work might just make the “hard”work easier ;)

SO KEEP HURRY AND WORRY AWAY ...... AND BE MERRY!

I Claim My Life!

I belong to the green fields, amidst which the clear rill runs and over which the proud mountain stands. Iam a little lamb !



As sun rises we are brought to the fields.I love the dawns, the gentle touch of the soft breeze and the bright rays that fill me with energy. I spent my days in the field running around here and there. I don;t have anyone to play with. But my mom and her friends are fond of me and I play tricks on them,like hiding behind that small rock.


And If I climb on top of it I can see the rill and the mountain. I have always wanted to go there. One day,when I become big and strong like my mother,I will. I have one dear wish..I have seen a long snake crawling on the sides of the mountain ,my mother and her friends say that it is a train.They say it takes you to different places. I wish I could get in the train and see many more fields and mountains.

Yesterday as I was playing around I heard some new voices ,I knew it was not the voice of the man who brings us. It was a cheerful noise. I turned around and found two people smaller than the man I knew. They ran around just like me and chattered about what they saw and have seen. I ran to them and stopped a few feet away,I knew they had just seen me. I did not know what happened ,but suddenly I was swept off my feet and I felt the small pink round hands of the little girl around me and it was really nice.


I felt that they liked me. They fondled me and let me play with them. I enjoyed the day and I felt really sad when they left. I jumped around them hoping that they would come the next day.


Night fell,I was so excited and I told mom about the fun I had. Chattering,I didn;t know when I went to sleep.

When I woke up it was still dark. I didn;t know where I was, I felt dizzy and I knew I wasn;t on any stable grounds. It was very hot and it took a moment or two for me to realize that I wasn;t at my home, near my mother. I was crushed into a small area and there were other little lambs near me . It was the first time I saw one . They were all still..some fidgeting ,some gasping and whispering ..we were all uncomfortable. My eyes frantically searched for my mother. Terror creeped through me when I found that I was all alone in the crowd.



It was dawn but a different one ,the hard wind sent chill to my veins and I was scared. They tied all of us together.I wanted to cry and scream but no voice came out of my mouth. I froze as a huge shape loomed from the darkness and there was something in his hands which I had never seen before. I was pushed forward until I was last but one. I saw the thing in his hand now, dipped in blood and only the edge glittered menaciously. Realisation crawled like the slow deadly snake in me ..I struggled in vain. I heard a scream deep inside me ..a scream for life ,To live.

Don;t I deserve to live? They say you die later...after years of happy life..But I never knew anything nor been anywhere!!!!!
I want to see the world, live my life happily... WHY ME ...?!



But for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh we deprive a soul of the sun and light.... Please stop this ..Stop being the living graves of murdered companions on earth ..slaughtered to satisfy our appetites!

All beings seek for happiness; so let your compassion extend itself to all...

Lets Remember them on this Christmas..!

Its christmas,the synonym for Happiness and Hope.But have u ever thought what christmas is to them who are deprived of both? for instance ...




Our class planned a christmas celebration. We had everything neatly and nicely planned in a bit of paper.It was estimated that each must contribute an amount of RS 25 to meet the expenses. Not over! The seniors in the bus " demanded" our co-operation and we had to give them Rs 35 as well. Again not over ,what about the cards and presents for our dear friends. How much money we spent on this christmas!

This picture gave a jolt to all the feelings in me and my mind stopped thinking for sometime.The picture became blurry as tears filled my eyes.But it got clearly imprinted on my mind and a surge of guilt came... They are children, much younger than us, and what does christmas mean to them..? What is celebration to them...? Perhaps merriment to them is one full meal atleast a
day and the biggest hope for them is a sound sleep without a hungry stomach..

Millions of children across our country are starving their lives out. The christmas lights are too faint to penetrate through their fogged and dead lives. Don;t they deserve christmas as much as we do? Yes ..because christmas is not just the privilege of the wealthy.

Lets remember them on this christmas. We spend alot of money in buying gifts, cakes and even decorations stuff that we throw away later. Be it a small amount,be it anythin that u can spare.. remember that there are people who are reaching out their hands for a little hope and happiness, this christmas.




Do what u can ,with what u have and where u r ...! Ur small will and help will make a lot of difference in their lives !..



SAVE AND SERVE. Before you spend money on little,unneccessary things this christmas,think! .. Think whether u really need this ! If not save that money and help the poor. Atleast on the eve of christmas lets follow what jesus christ preached us.. " Love is in giving, .. Love rooted in sacrifice is the true meaning of charity".

My Christmas Friend!

Yesterday my classmates decided to pick a christmas friend from our class . So they pinned down everyone to small chits and put them in a little pink colour pencil box(yes..a pencil box,seriously!) and it was passed on to each row,to each bench. Like always, I was busy with some work which I had to do days or even weeks before when I saw the pink box coming to me , I didn;t want to take any chit cos the whole idea seemed weird to me ... a christmas friend ??...what is that supposed to mean..?I have already got friends...

For being the miser that sadly I am, I thought why should I get something for someone who says just a "hi" or randomly ask u " did u do the home work"?. To reveal a secret i even persuaded the class rep not to have this childish thing for christmas...(i mean ..god we are doing btech ...we are engineers...!!!) She told me ..."Well u could get a new friend..."! duh! ...hmmmm...maybe...oh well..maybe not...

With all this in my mind and the pending workload in my head I grabbed a chit. At that time all I was thinking was how to convince my friend to come and sit with me in the last bench cos I was feeling too sleepy. I saw that some of my classmates were thinking so hard and bad before deciding which chit to pick as if they had to decide the fate of the one whose name they choose. But I didn;t wait for anything,without a second thought I picked one which seemed inclined to me in a way. I took it and opened it with an empty feeling (... oh yea... may be i will buy this person a candyman toffee or something...)

But as each letters started showing in a beautiful manner, I was so surprised to see that it was the name of someone who was actually special to me. Someone with whom I made friendship sometime ago,with whom I fought and was feeling really sad.I realised that I was smiling broad ..and was glad that I got a chance to rectify my mistake.... and I,today ,have that work still pending cos I got busy thinking what to get for my christmas friend....!

I am glad it is christmas,a time for happiness and joy( really hard to accept it in tht way cos i have too many assignments and work), but still, like the grinch wondered...".so maybe christmas is something that doesn;t come from a store...maybe it means more..."