When June is past...

Lots happening over this month.....June has one more day to go....And I am waiting to know what the last day has to offer.....

It all began with the predictable victory and the smooth running of Congress and its plans and strategies in India ....... Singh, Sonia, Rahul, Shashi posters were blinding everbody....You even forgot how your own face looked like! And" the on-the-lookout split " in CPM is as predictable as the fact that one does not leave a restaurant with a full stomach and an unpaid bill....

Then came the demise of Maadhavikutty... Whose work I havent read much but admired her for her grit and "attitude-on-my-sleeve confidence" and for the very fact that even she loved to live in a fantasy world....There was a sense of loss when she left this earthly world but also a sense of togetherness when she entered into the eternal world...I pray that she gets the love that she has always yearned for, in the other world....I pray that as per her wishes she never gets a life again in this materialistic and cold world.....

And then came the high profile rape case of Shiney Ahuja, which took a Bollywood turn, with an unflinchingly loyal wife who stood[ hope she still stands,as the DNA reports have second-ed the allegations] by her man, an on & off confession by Shiney himself, a grieving victim and her family, a maid who apparently has given Ahuja a "character"certificate[is that even valid from a maid that too!] and alleged that the victim fell for the 'Seth'{crap!true or not} and a makeshift conspiracy theory by some fatigued journalist[ they are even more creative than the new Big Babol ad's creative exec or for that matter even the fat Aunty who leans over your common fencing just to distract your mom from her gardening with her fantasy tales about your housemaid! Of course, thast what they are meant to be,,,to SPIN STORIES ;) ]

And then the disturbing images spread over the newspapers in your morning platter about the riots in Iran regarding their political freedom.....Ahmadenijad, Mousavi and Khamenei are the only names that has been gaining more coverage in the newspapers these days apart from Michael Jackson...Kudos u Iranian Nobles! {lol} for getting your way done at the cost of others bloodshed!

And No people... The swine flu has not been forgotten by Moi but thats an epidemic that we will have to live with now, since the vaccines are "still under work "and waiting to be "tried "[ claims Novartis]...

And to top it all..... on June 25th I was among the last ones to know at 10:00 am[sigh!] that the King of Pop has met with a sudden demise.... I ,still, am trying to wean away from this news ,but well, He will never be dead for anyone because thats the strength of the legacy that he has left behind!

Of music, of controversies, of love, of hatred,of scepticism and in pure awe of moonwalks!

And of course I take this chance to pay homage to a truly gifted writer and director, Lohithadas, who departed from the world without an anticipation and the gorgeous Farah Fawcett whose death could only have been overshadowed by Jacko's [ for bloomers: her role is the one that is portrayed by Cameron Diaz in Charlie's Angels, before C.A took inspiration from the TV series to become a movie ]

Well that was June girl for you.. Wonder what the July boy has in store now.... Will a fake email threatening of another tsunami on 22nd be true?? Lets wait and watch...............................................

Rather lets pray that we stay alive to wait and watch ;)

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Smooth Criminal

THE MOST TALKED ABOUT celebrity of ALL TIME. Michael Jackson. Yes. Every other term, used on context of his death and the consequent tributes to him, have become overused to me. Love him or Hate him, you could NEVER ignore the pale face, the premanently kohl-ed eyes, scarlet lips and those glittering costumes that he donned.

He was a legend.....for the good and for the bad,but what is the purpose of recounting the bad times of a person when he is waiting in the queue to know whether the ticket would lead to Heaven or Hell for him....The judgement is obviously passed there,alright....

Shakespeare had described it beautifully about fame.....

"Fame is like a bubble" { for bloomers- As You Like It:) }

Jacko had it all.......... except for an allegedly bad family life..................He grossed millions only to die in debt of millions.....................

He tried reliving the childhood that he never had.............but it led to accusations for which we never know whether Jacko was responsible or not. He left Neverland ranch for good........ To enter another Neverland............. And I'd pray,being grateful for the Smooth Criminal that he created for the world, that he never get a life again........... Michael you always looked good.......... Whether in Black or White..............................................................

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Marc

The evening was replete with fun & frolic in our own ways...went out for an evening walk,munched on lots of carbs thereafter and then BOOM........ A tearjerker! Marc......

Everybody started talking about Marc... I was the one to blame[as always]....... I initiated the topic enumerating on the compassion levels a certain cousin of mine [and also another friend] held for animals..........particularly Dogs. Mommy darling henceforth went down the lane,,,,the lane of memories......that our Shepherd Marc[ christened Marcus Antonius!] held for us.....and then Time machine wound me back........good, long SIX years back to the day and I still remember it..... June 2nd 2003,when we were navigating a by lane of a certain place in Thrissur which was famous for selling puppies...And then there was this house[for some reason it looked extremely gloomy] where a typical hoarding was set up with a G Shepherd's supposed-to- be- ferocious pic on it,and since my parents were of the adamant conviction that only a G Shep should be reared in the house [as that is the only dog worth having....psst,psst......I dunno why!] we braked Rrright in frrrront of the Gloomy House with an even gloomier lady in the track.....

After laying out straight about our requirements she showed us some puppies...... there were Daschunds[sorry if the spelling is wrong],dalmatians[which Me & Appu BADLY wanted but for obvious reasons couldnt get] and 1 G shep. An extremely adorable, 4 days old baby Shepherd....With the most beautiful,pleading,mesmerising eyes I had seen...

Well,to make things shorter,we zeroed in on that one,put it in a carton and whisked it away to home. Moi the "Great "even named him Marcus Antonius[Marc for short ;) ] and then it was a colorful palette of a week for me till I was uprooted and planted in Mangalore to become an in doubt doctor ;))

I gave Marc his first toy,a cute little teddy, without which Marc would never fall asleep and would wail till he got it [or another replacement for it], gave him milk,chocolates and biscuits[i wasnt supposed to infact!],petted him,played with him and for a week all our attention was centered on our own MARCUS ANTONIUS of Kerala :D

Then as time passed by Marc grew up,,,, I grew far away from Marc....and my fear for this massive dog also grew in size.... Marc yearned to play with me but me being me didnt satisfy his yearn[plz dont screw ur eyebrows now :( ]...all that I did was pet him in his kennel with choco biscuits... Marc would grab each and every chance to sniff me through grills and panes et al......BUT WITHOUT LETTING ME KNOW ABOUT IT.............

And then I remember, on a March afternoon this year, as I was passing through an alley to a nearby shop behind our campus, there was a huge Shep perched on the gate of the house situated there where I had never seen a Shep before! It JAASSTTT looked like our Marc! I was in fact a little apprehensive then & I feel a little sheepish now....

The next day mom blurted it out in an "I-am-suppressing-it-all-in-me" tone through phone..... MARC DIED IN DAD'S ARMS.

Our Marc, the only being that faithfully waited for our arrival everytime we left home....... the only being that loyally guarded and protected us[ and our residential area also btw! ] the only being which loved us truly apart from the three of us....... is NO more.

I was blank ............

But I still think Marc is protecting us.....And I would like to believe it that way...... And even when I thought about him today I shed a tear silently without a grimace.............. I dont believe in supernaturals but I feel that Marc somehow connected with me during his last hours.........It just happened..............

And I promised myself that never would we rear a dog and make it feel our absence longingly......Never......

Animals once reared are just like our children.......And I shudder to think of losing another child in the bargain...................................

ITs so true........... Man's most loyal friend is ALWAYS an animal reared with love and affection.

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Random things

I have so many things to write about... I would always want to believe that am a person who doesnt hurry but Madam here worries and hurries more than three mother hens combined together! Ok Ok ..... Am not scurrying around anymore[whatever that means hehehe] but I think I wouldnt be getting sleep tonight if I dont write about a certain news clipping that I saw in the TV today....

I happened to get a glimpse of it, honestly speaking, midway but what I saw struck me on my face. An infant ........The mascot of innocence ..... The mascot of helplessness.... A baby which only knows to smile and look perplexed at the camera [ and of course, intercepted with occassional wails ] bundled in a white sheet lying in a makeshift pink cloth cradle of an organization in Kerala, that helplessly yet without a least bit reticence[I would like to believe so], accepts newborn { oh my heart is being squeezed with the next word! } "orphans".... Or rather they accept God's Children...... Never is anybody is born an orphan....just like nobody is born a criminal.....These calamities happen because of the choices that one takes to lead an unstigmatized life in this double standard society! What sort of a world is this where a woman abandons her own child! I mean though I do stand against abortions[had the WORST luck of conducting one!] I suggest that if a pregnancy is unwanted and has happened due to a mishap it is better to kill the child in an embryonic stage rather than bring it to the world, abandon it and then kill it slowly by making it sink into a whirlpool of depression for having to live with the disgrace that its own blood didnt want it!{ or dear! this is an era of precautions! USE A CONTRACEPTION! Simple! }I wonder whether the woman who has painfully delivered this child into this bad,mad,wild world has actually known about this heinous crime that has been done towards her own , which apparently my friends, is a baby girl. I would shudder to think that she does know about it! Then I'd start doubting on the value of the word LOVE!Because there is nothing more truer and selfless as a mothers love! On the other hand if she doesnt, then my prayers are with her.................

Either ways I believe if a woman has chosen to go ahead with her pregnancy,planned or unplanned, she has to have the guts to face the flak and be the spine of the world that her child is brought up in instead of building a nest in the open and leaving the eggs uncared for only to be pecked on by hungry snakes!

Anyways as I am keying these words all that I can think of is the rosy face of that hapless newborn, its eyes already searching for love.... A love which it will always search for with moist eyes

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Welcome to myself!

This thought has been gnawing me from days... BLOG BLOG BLOG BLOG BLAAAAWWWWGGG! I seriously thought I wasnt made for letting things in my head flow out into the blogpages through my fingers punching into the black keys of my lappie! I thought of myself as more of an ancient writer!U know I still think like that {lol} I still love writing with a pen on a paper and later on analying everything about my piece { from handwriting to the syntax to the grammar ;) }. I had once heard from a friend in college [now I do not know how much of it is true] that our brain tends to function and recollect more when our index finger is used in the process for learning; say when we jot down notes or when we use the classic kiddy method of following the lines that we read with our index finger trailing underneath them. So I kind of thought that writing with a pen would invigorate myself and my sense of creativity more than typing. So kind of delayed with my blogging ambitions.But thanks to a friend, who apparently saw a blogger in me, my ambitions have re-Invigorated back! So here I am trying my luck with my new found hobby[ rather a way of expression or in simple words VENTING out ] and just keeping my fingers crossed that I dont stray away from this postdated child of mine!

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