Soar, This New Year!

End of a year, and the beginning of another. Wasn’t it just yesterday that a new year had started? How could time fly so fast? Leaves behind memories of good times and bad, of failure and success, of depression and of course an adrenaline rush which lets you soar. Most importantly though, there are moments of happiness….yes, just happiness.

The days ahead? Its the time for “Happy New Year” wishes, of “New Year Resolutions”, wishes on prosperous and healthy year and more. As we step forward to 2013, there is only one wish, I have for everyone – Happiness!

I wish you happiness. I believe happiness is relative. It is you, who can decide what brings you joy. Often happiness results from comparison, so does unhappiness too. So why is it, that our silly minds cannot use it to bring us happiness than unpleasant emotions? Who is setting the standards for comparison? Is it not you? Set the standards to make your mind feel the beautiful emotion of being content.

Wish you find joy of learning from mistakes, from each of your failures.
Wish you find joy of becoming stronger, from every adverse situation that you encounter.
Wish you find joy of gratitude upon counting the blessings in your life.
Wish you find joy of becoming healthy, as you fight from every disease that comes your way.
Wish you find joy of hope, from the unknowns and your anticipations.
Wish you find joy from the smile of a stranger, reciprocating to a simple gesture of a smile from your lips…..

Wish you find a reason to be happy, always.
For, happiness is relative to the standards that you set.

Life is a balancing act.
At times a solo journey.
Row up to the shore.
Let us not rock the boat.
Let’s soar!
Dream on, Fly away,
Touch the sky, and just smile!

Happiness, Happiness from everything in your way
Its the only wish for you… Soar 2013!

“Don’t be scared
To fly alone
Find a path that is your own
Love will open every door
See in your hands the world is yours
Don’t hold back and always know
All the answers they will unfold
What are you waiting for
Spread your wings and soar”…..


After all these years…

Pomegranate flower and flower buds…

Everything about this flower attracts me and make me happy(The picture does not do any justice to it, you need to really see it). A beautiful tinge of orange red, shape is not perfect, yet beautiful in its own way. The petals of the flower are rooted into a perfectly shaped shell, which seems to hold the petals close and tight. The flower is not perfect, yet it soothes my mind with its unique color and beauty. It does not have any fragrance, yet it brings out a brightness that lights up all your senses. This one does not seem to have any pretenses. It seems to stay ignorant of its beauty, its influence on others and just remain, selfless. Is this the perfect flower? No, but its perfect the way it is, for me!

Look at the two buds. Soon ready to open up and show the tender orange petals, the flower in its true color .. The buds too seem to have the perfect shaped shell, as if planning on being a replica of the flowers that bloom before them or even better. For me, the buds symbolizes the blessings from the flower itself. Tomorrow, they grow and turn into a perfect flower for others to enjoy.

The pomegranate flower in my life, entered my universe, this day, 19 years ago. Moving along thru the years, the two young buds became the blessings, to be proud of, in our lives. Taking strides along in life, we are now entering into 20th year of togetherness! I’ve spent almost half of my lifetime with this flower by my side, smiling for all the happy times, and erasing the frown or worry lines away at other times, just because you are by my side….

Happy Anniversary dear…..

P.S – Here are a few pomegranate pictures from my gallery. Swan Song & What’s left behind

(A pomegranate flower from the house I used to stay..)


February 17, 2012

Four years! 4 years since my mother passed away. Almost four years of being back at God’s Own Country. As I look back, my mind still questions my actions..

Why? why did I let my mother fly away? Why didn’t I come back home earlier?

How wonderful it would have been for my mom, to see my kids grow, spend time with them, pamper them (just as she used to do).

Why did I steal the joy away from her? Why didn’t I come back earlier?? Why? why? why??

Why do I question, when I already know the answer?

Don’t I remember the words of advice that she used to share, whenever I worry about things that I cannot control?

“Everything happens for a reason, why worry about things that you cannot control?” she used to say.

And this one was no different. It all happened the way it did, for that’s how it was meant to be….it all happened for a reason….

Reading my diary, from a Sunday in February of 2008, written just about 2 weeks prior to my mother’s death, at a time when I was worried about my mother’s health and was near her, I am reminded of her message… sharing the note….


Sunday, February 3, 2008
That’s who she is…

Last week, I was worried, crying out my fears over the telephone line.

“It is the biggest purchase of my life. I don’t know what to do, don’t know if it is the right one”. I cried out to the person at the other end.

“Did you talk about it? Do you have any other choice?”, she asked.

“Yes, but nothing is going to change it now. The decision has been made.”, I replied.

“Ok, then why do you worry? Remember, whatever happens, happens for a reason. Whatever is going to happen, happens for the good”, she was trying to calm me down.

I know, I know, remembering the words on the wall hanging. I can understand what she was trying to do. If things are not in your control and if you cannot do anything about it, why worry?

That’s what she always does. Bringing my spirits up when they are low, giving me strength when I need them. What would I do without her?

I am in this world,
Because of her
I learn to speak,
Because of her
My first word,
Spoken to address her
My first hero,
She is the one, for sure.

What do you want to be?
I was asked, as a child
A teacher,
I would reply,
Just because she was one.

I learned to be brave,
When cowardice was not a choice
I learned to be independent,
Just like she is
I learned to care,
Since she cared for others
I learned to ignore,
For things that didn’t matter
I was human,
For that’s what taught me to be
I learned to be a mother
that’s who she is,
A mother, my mother!
Posted by HM at 7:51 AM

Remembering the happiness shared with my mom, feeling the presence, and still wishing she were here…..

Just a matter of time…

One of the sights during a morning walk some time back. Cute, right?

To be honest, the stretching of the mom reminded me of something I should do, but has not been doing. Well, exercising…. Need to get that on track. Same with my morning walks.

Yeah, if not today, there is tomorrow to start, right? 🙂

Happy for the Memories….

February 1st, 2011… The day my dear father left us. Cannot believe it’s been a year. Feels like yesterday.

I am happy for the life I had with my parents, happy for the memories, and of course happy for the dreams(for that’s where I meet my parents these days).

And to the lucky ones, who still get to meet their parents in the real world, I say… create memories, treasure them…take good care of your parents and be there for them… You get to do this only once in your life….

Sharing almost a year old note from my online diary,…

Wednesday, February 2, 2011
ഫെബ്രുവരി 2 2011

അടിച്ചു വാരി, തുടക്കുന്നു തളം.
അരിയും നെല്ലും ഭസ്മവും ചേര്‍ത്ത് കളം വരയ്ക്കുന്നു.
അതിനുള്ളില്‍ വെള്ള വസ്ത്രത്താല്‍ പൊതിഞ്ഞ ഒരു ശരീരം.

എണ്ണ ചേര്‍ത്ത് നിറഞ്ഞ തിരി ഇരു ഭാഗതെക്കുമായി കത്തുന്നു, നിളവിളക്കില്‍ ….
ഒരു പാട് പേര്‍ വരുന്നു നമിക്കുന്നു പോകുന്നു ….
എല്ലാം തീരുമ്പോള്‍ നഷ്ടപെട്ടവര്‍ക്ക് നഷ്ടം തന്നെ
എങ്ങില്ലും ആ നഷ്ടം നികത്താന്‍, അല്പം കുറക്കാന്‍ ശ്രമിക്കുന്നു മനം

നിശ്ചലമായി കിടക്കുന്ന എന്റെ അച്ഛന്ന്ടെ ശരീരത്തെ നമിച്ചുകൊണ്ട് പ്രാര്‍ത്ഥിച്ചുകൊണ്ട് ഞാനും വിട ചൊല്ലുന്നു,,,
എനിക്ക് തന്ന നല്ല ഒരു ജീവിതത്തിന്നു, എന്റെ നല്ല അച്ഛന്നു ഞാന്‍ നന്ദി പറയുന്നു
അച്ഛന്‍ ഈ ഭൂമിയെക്കാള്‍ നല്ല ഒരു സ്ഥലത്ത് എത്തി ചെര്നിരിക്കുന്നു
അമ്മയെ കണ്ടോ അച്ഛാ അവിടെ?
ആ മറ്റൊരു ലോകത്ത് ഈ ഭൂമിയിലെ ജീവിതത്തെക്കാള്‍ നല്ല ഒരു ജന്മം ആസംസിച്ചുകൊണ്ട് …
ഇനിയൊരു ജന്മതില്ലും ഈ അച്ഛന്ടെ മകളായി ജനിക്കണമെന്ന് ആഗ്രഹിച്ചുകൊണ്ട്‌ വിട പറയട്ടെ…
Posted by HM at 7:58 PM
Labels: Faces and Feelings, Family, Getting personal

Just Like That…

Another shot of the sun from our office building…

Took it with my phone, couple of days back.

A day of doing nothing in particular. Its a weekend, after all. Forgot about all the work emails that came in my inbox, in fact, didn’t even have the laptop open for long.

Guess what, I kinda like it…


View from our building. On a clear day you could the sea, even the boats that goes by, from far away. Even today, the golden yellow patch that you see beneath the clouds is the reflection of the sunlight on the water. The picture does not capture the beauty that we get to see. I loved the view so much, that I had to take a picture of it, with my phone camera.

Its amazing to see the sun in different forms. Yesterday he was up there shining so bright, today he is covered by the clouds, yet peeks thru it all… Just like us in our lives.

Happy for everything in life and whatever that is not… Being able to come out the shadows and still shine…. . The clouds, they try but cannot hide you for long..

Happy about the struggle, the challenge, since it makes you stronger…. We are not indestructible, yet, we try not to be easily destroyed…