The tabooed thoughts

A tribute to Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam   We fly with our skills  as wings towards the developed India We fly armed with the strength of creativity  towards the developed India We fly with the confidence of incomparable support of the ignited minds motivating us We fly with our wings spread wide open  with gratitude in our hearts and responsibility  of the visionary mission in our minds  TOWARDS THE DEVELOPED INDIA -Bharathi 

  “Oh,there a new place to snuggle into so appa and amma wouldn't find me,”little Samrudha thought to herself when she had ran out of places to play hide n seek with her parents.In the planet of Gammkama everyone had a high level of patience and inviting nature towards the young girl who stole everyone’s hearts with her melting smile.The young girl , Samrudha was a chubby little girl who enjoyed all the luxury and love showered on her every moment of the day.She appeared to be very unique because of the four hands and legs she posses.In Gammakama everyone had only 3 hands ,three legs and 3 hemispheres in the brain.What everyone could see was that she had 4 hands and legs but she also had 4 brains and no one knew about it.It would rather be shameful to tell everyone because she was slower than the other children in processing what she learnt.But nothing stopped her from playing all day and finding  new places in the house and street to hide in. Playing all day and figuring o...

Sitting on a meticulously shaped rock   I wondered: Who architected this rock of utter beauty Surrounding by an expanse of  greenery I wondered: Who maintained these gardens of solitude listening to the chirping of birds and crickets I wondered: Who chooses these melodies of calmness spotting a bird of intricate designs and colors I wondered : who draws these magical beauties treating the eyes felling a cool breeze send a chill down my back I wondered : who controls such flowing emotions without the slightest of destruction  smelling the scent of nectar I wondered : Who combines just the right elements at the right amounts flawlessly          feasting on the pulp filled berries I wondered : Who cooks with such patience sand integrity … . I was unsure on how to end this poem, so I thought if you all could help by commenting on the box below. Thank you for the encouragement !!  

  See, here's the thing . In fifteen years of existence I don’t think I’m clear about how to identify myself as it always has to be associated with something. Well, in my case I’m all over the place from learning how to answer my sister’s obnoxious questions to indulging in various forms of arts, reading all sorts stories, poems, speeches, listening to songs (obviously not lectures), dancing, singing (it also includes blabbering for my baby cousins in order to put then to sleep), cleaning inside and out, experiencing the excitement of learning a new language as I learn Sanskrit ,  travelling ,playing the keyboard, learning new things and enjoying life! I’m a determined and cheerful girl from the beautiful and constantly growing city of Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu. Honestly, I totally enjoy everything I do and am thankful for an amazing and adventurous life. I derive great pleasure from reading beautifully crafted sentences and a moment of bliss when I’ve written one. My ambition i...

  MUSIC & I Music and I we share a long journey .     Music is seen as a sound which is produced in a particular way with a set of words or instruments. But isn't music that which can't be defined. Does it not express that which cannot be seen. Does it not speak for you when your unable to? The world's full of it!!        Well, for me music is not an materialistic thing that helps in connecting with the soul only. Life just seems to flow flawlessly without any effort when the warm blanket of music drapes itself around me. I see it as a compensation for what I've missed, shutting out all the sorrow and pulling myself together at those times when I'm shattered.     The best thing is that everything has it's own unique music. From the leaves rustling, the rain bouncing off the ground to the mechanical sound of the fan screeching and the door creaking.     Music is a whole process (let me warn you not an eas...

  Two harmonious siblings Mano and Meena lived in an apartment in Chennai.They had all the time to play as all their friends were also in a lock down.Their happiness knew no bounds to playing all day.They spent the whole morning in the car park while the nights were silent while all the children slept.It seemed like the car park had become more of a children’s park as the cars become an EXPLORING TOOL.    It all seemed like dreamland until the man had invaded the car park.He was a very strange man as he wore very tattered clothes and worn out flip flops.His presence caused them a lot of discomfort.He Always seemed to be up to something.All the parents got concerned as the man was unsafe.Therefore they told children that they will have to be back to the house by the time he comes.The children followed this for a few days but they got quite hopeless when the lock down got extended for two more weeks while they were always grounded. Mano and Meena were curious about th...

               ⋕Peace forever Peace is a tree saved from a chainsaw Peace is breathing cool and pollution-fre e air Peace is the justice that the coming generation should enjoy the pleasures of nature Peace is a rainbow of beautiful colors Peace is a song with wonderful notes  Peace is the soft breeze against my skin Peace is the thought of cold water washing over my feet  Peace is an expansive prairie with a light breeze and a slight smell of a spring of rain Peace is the energizing sun rising from amongst the waves        Peace is the silence i s the chaotic swirl of life.