I won’t give up

imageI was pulling my car out on to the road. Too many thoughts in my mind, making it hard to concentrate. Yet, through the corner of my eye, I couldn’t help but see her, a large lovely orange flower. She seems to scream out loud, “Hey lady, look at me, see how lovely I am, do you see me?”.

Well, I had no choice, but to stop the car and get out. I walked up to the flower. So beautiful and lively! She had drops of water on her, like a mother’s tears, that you often seen on the indoor plants. She seems to own the world!

A few weeks back, the plant was so dry, not carrying any flowers. And now today, the plant seems to have fought it thru and seems to be showing of its prized possession. Somehow, spending a few minutes, enjoying the beauty of this flower, seems to have lightened the heaviness in my mind…

It’s been three years since the last update in this blog, says WordPress. Somehow, it’s time to update it again. To the thoughts that cross your mind, when you see something, feel something, as some pictures, some simple things in life, brings in happiness or sadness, or just any emotion that you would want to recreate…. So here I go again, after 3 years of silence…

The music for this one is of course from Jason Mraz… Enjoy!





മുറ്റതു കൊഴിഞ്ഞു വീണു കിടക്കുന്ന കണ്ണിമാങ്ങകൾ ….

എല്ലാം പറുക്കി കൂട്ടുമ്പോൾ മനസ്സിൽ രുചിയുള്ള ഒരു ഓർമ ..

അമ്മ പെറുക്കിയെടുത്തു ചതച്ചു തരുന്ന കണ്ണിമാങ്ങാ ചമ്മന്തി .. എന്ത് നല്ല രുചി… അതിലേറെ മനോഹരമായ, പകർന്നു തരുന്ന സ്നേഹതിൻ രുചി… അതിന്നെ വെല്ലാൻ മറ്റു എന്തുണ്ട്?

സ്വാദ് ഓർത്താൽ വായിൽ വെള്ളം വരും, സ്നേഹത്തോടെ അത് ഉണ്ടാക്കി തരുന്ന അമ്മയെ ഓർത്താൽ കണ്ണ് നിറയുന്നു ….

നഷ്ടപെട്ട നല്ല കാലത്തിനെ, നല്ല സ്നേഹത്തിനെ ഓർമിപ്പിക്കാൻ എന്ടെ മുറ്റത്തും ഉണ്ട് ഒരു മാവ്..

കൊഴിഞ്ഞു വീണ കണ്ണിമാങ്ങകൾ പറുക്കി കൂടുമ്പോഴും മനസ്സിൽ തങ്ങുന്നതു നഷ്ടപെട്ട വാത്സല്യത്തിൻ നൊമ്പരം …

ഇനിയേതോ കാലങ്ങളളിൽ ഇതു പോലെ ഒരു ഓർമ നൽകാൻ എന്റെ മക്കൾക്ക് കൊടുത്തില്ലല്ലോ ഞാൻ ആ കണ്ണിമാങ്ങ ചമ്മന്തി !!!

നഷ്ട ബോധത്തിൻ നിസ്വനം ……..

Tender mangoes …

A premature death for the growth of the mango, resulted in finding them on my front yard.

As I collect and keep them aside, the feeling that comes to mind is one of taste and love!

Mother’s love….. and the taste of her Tender Mango Chutney..

Remembering the good old times….
Remembering the taste, oooh.. watery mouth!
Remembering my mother’s love, … teary eyes!

I too have a mango tree in my front yard. I too could have created memories like this for my children to cherish…

Yet I remain … not being able to… forgotten…

Treasure your memories, and create memories for others to treasure…..



A small boat, away from the waters and resting aside the road. Why? Shouldn’t it be riding high on these waves?

The waves are not ebbing away. The beach front is being swallowed by the waters and it is inviting the reluctant boat to jump in. Yet, the boat remains, hesitant, away from the water, in a safe place.

This is no different from how we are, at times. We choose the safe path, and not the one that is yet to be taken. Are we afraid of failure?

People often run away from opportunities. At times, do not even explore things that could possibly bring the best in them. Either because of fear of failure or being just plain lazy!

I wish the boat would just move. Try out the waters, and then just float.

Take that first step, you may fall. So what? Get up and take another step.

Move on. Move on and conquer the fear.

Imagine the possibilities on what you could achieve – if you weren’t afraid or not lazy.

You need challenges in your life. They make you smarter, and stronger. So what are you waiting for?

Are you ready? Take it on and Move!

Picture of Sanghumukham Beach, Trivandrum, taken recently while driving along the road on my way to the airport.

What lies beneath…

A field full of flowers..

Among the green, these light violet colored flowers present an awesome view..

These are not the blue bonnets from Texas, but are swamp flowers… Blue pickerel weed, perhaps.

When you see a beautiful view like this, we don’t try to see what lies beneath..

Like in life, the one who smiles the most is probably the one who is hiding the pain inside.

Or it could be that these flowers have beaten all the odds.

Do you need to be limited by the boundaries?

Does your growth be hindered by the environment where you grow?

No, and possibly a maybe..

Let the environment and the boundaries not limit you. Find a way to break the boundaries that limit.

Forget the pain, blow away the fear.

It is okay to fail, if you just don’t stop with that failure.

Turn it around, let yourselves shine….

This picture was taken from a moving car, while driving along the Kuttanad area.

Tears on my pillow


A beauty on its own, yet why so much tears?

She seems so perfect
Yes, she is.

No flaws to be seen
On the bright red skin.

But, what do ya know,
Of what’s inside?

The blood on her veins
Keep it all together

Yet a scratch on the skin
Hurts it so bad.

Try hard not to let it
But the tears will still come.

Cry it out baby
Let the tears just flow.

The skin will turn smoother
But stay stronger, stronger indeed.

Let the tears just flow
Let it wash away the dirt

Let the tears just flow……

“Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.” – Mark Twain.

Teamwork – A balancing act?


What comes to your mind when you see this image?

Of Teamwork, all three set of legs need to travel in the same direction or your treasure is lost. A single person cannot get the mountain to move, it is a collective effort.

Of a Balancing act, one part alone cannot have it all, for it will crumble. Needs a balance, or even an integration of work, life and everything that comes in between.

Of Interdependence, its not just independence that gets you to the goal, acknowledge the need for interdependence. You, you and I working towards a common goal.

Of my Mind, if all the senses and the surroundings are alive, the journey is one to look for. If any is impaired, the journey of each day is a tough act to keep up.

Of the many Projects at work that I come across, where we need not just our team, but the support functions, and even the end customer, all to lift that stone that possibly would like to remain at the start or midway, rather than the ending point.

Of gratitude, to the others who have joined the journey, for helping you get there. A feeling I hope is mutual among all the ones who are part of the journey.

A Reminder of getting the food that needs to keep you going..:) and much much more….

The essence is about collaboration – between people, about integration – of work and life, or even about a balancing act of the many choices….

This picture was taken by my joy, my daughter. I am amazed by her observation, of the little things that we don’t notice. If she does take a lesson or two from that observation, I have nothing to worry…:)

Just a thought – At the end of their journey, do they stop to shake hands with each other and say thank you? I hope they do!

Thanks to my little girl for giving me something to ponder on…



A scene from the beach on a Saturday evening. ..

“Solitaire is the only game in town…..”,
I can hear Karen Carpenters magical voice in my ears..

No, not really.

Yet, I wonder, when the world around enjoys the beauty that nature presents, why, why does this man seem to be playing solitaire? 

I envy this man. I envy his happiness. I envy his ability to stand apart from the crowd, and enjoy whatever he is enjoying. Envy his attitude of telling the world, go where ever you want to, I care less for what you do…
Envy his game of solitude….

It takes courage to stand apart, to care less, for what others think. In a world, where everyone is trying to please everyone else, it takes a lot, for not to care.

Everyone should take time for themselves, enjoy what they love to, forget the fears and ignore the stares.

Take time to play solitaire.. Solitude does not always means loneliness. Your thoughts are keeping you company.

Enjoy the solitude, clear your mind and revitalize your soul…

Let’s play solitaire….