"Once the mighty emperor Akbar went to a forest on hunting and there he saw a few women cutting trees for fire-wood. He said to himself, "how are these women able to do such tedious jobs!" On his way back home he kept wondering how the women are able to perform such jobs and saying the same, he laughed at his Queen who never watered a plant. The Queen felt embarrassed and called for Birbal and asked him to teach a lesson to the King in this matter. Birbal called the gardener of the Royal garden and asked him not to water the plants in the royal garden. A few days later, the king observes that the plants of the royal garden lost their lustrous green glow and sent for the gardener, who said that it was Birbal's oreder not to water the plants. Stunned, Akbar asked Birbal for explanation. Birbal then said, "Huzur, I observed that the trees in the forest are never watered, but they grow well. So I thought that our plants need not be watered regularly". Akbar understood that Birbal meant to differentiate between the forest women and the ladies of the court and nodded silently. "
Since childhood I am a die-hard fan of short stories. Chandamama, Balamitra, Bommarillu, Bujjayi--- the list of my favourite story books is endless.. Thanks to the todays newspapers for a short story each day. My favourite stories are those of SriKrishna Devaraya -Tenali Ramakrishna and Akbar-Birbal, the most powerful kings and their favourite courtiers who advised their kings on various matters. Spontanity, quick-wittedness, presence of mind of Rama Krishna and Birbal in those stories entertain as well as enlighten the minds!!
When I read the above story in a newspaper, I am stunned.
What does this story convey? That the mighty emperor Akbar is not capable of understanding such a small thing?! I observe the same in the stories of Devaraya and Ramakrishna being published in the papers these days.
In order to sketch Ramakrishna and Birbal as quick-witted persons, todays stories are presenting their kings as absent minded and witless persons.
A student of History can tell how powerful and important those kings were.
I wish the print media publishes more interesting and enlightening stories for children.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Your Eloquent Expressions..
The smile that adorns your face,
Whenever you see me,
Says that you know me..
The relief that reflects in your eyes,
After your long talk with me,
Tells that you are intimate to me..
The triumph I see in your eyes,
Everyday when you are the first to greet me,
Reveals the fact that you always remember me..
Those consoling words you speak to me,
When I am in great distress,
Affirm that you will never leave me..
The grave look you wear,
When moving away from me,
Expresses that you desire my presence..
When the whole world turns against me,
Your act of facing them to support me,
Unfolds your strong belief on me..
The pain your tender heart experiences,
When I am seriously hurt,
Assures that you care for me, the most..
Your acts and expressions speak a lot,
Thus conveying your eternal love for me;
But, I wonder whether I am able to do so...?!?
This message is from my heart, to my heart.. :)
Written by me, 3 years back, these lines brings me nostalgia of those wonderful days when I used to derive the inspiration for poems from my every experience! When people ask me what/who the inspiration for my writings is, I simply answer, "Myself"! Whenever I watch a movie, or read some novel, my imagination places me in the role of each character and emotions flow as words into my heart which I reproduce as verses.. :)
Penning my thoughts is the first thing I do when I find time and it brings ineffable joy to my heart..
Whenever you see me,
Says that you know me..
The relief that reflects in your eyes,
After your long talk with me,
Tells that you are intimate to me..
The triumph I see in your eyes,
Everyday when you are the first to greet me,
Reveals the fact that you always remember me..
Those consoling words you speak to me,
When I am in great distress,
Affirm that you will never leave me..
The grave look you wear,
When moving away from me,
Expresses that you desire my presence..
When the whole world turns against me,
Your act of facing them to support me,
Unfolds your strong belief on me..
The pain your tender heart experiences,
When I am seriously hurt,
Assures that you care for me, the most..
Your acts and expressions speak a lot,
Thus conveying your eternal love for me;
But, I wonder whether I am able to do so...?!?
This message is from my heart, to my heart.. :)
Written by me, 3 years back, these lines brings me nostalgia of those wonderful days when I used to derive the inspiration for poems from my every experience! When people ask me what/who the inspiration for my writings is, I simply answer, "Myself"! Whenever I watch a movie, or read some novel, my imagination places me in the role of each character and emotions flow as words into my heart which I reproduce as verses.. :)
Penning my thoughts is the first thing I do when I find time and it brings ineffable joy to my heart..
Thursday, June 11, 2009
10th June 2009..
A day of mixed feelings!!
Actually planned to visit Simhachalam temple along with my mommy and her sisters, but couldnt make it because of my sickness.. So, I stayed home, promising them that I ll take rest (= have a good nap). After their departure my beautiful mind suggested that sleeping is not the only way to rest.. I threw myself in front of my PC watching the movie "Jodhaa Akbar" for the first time..
All my pains are relieved once my favourite stars are seen on the screen.. I was dwelling in the world of Mughals for more than an hour when I was interrupted by an uncle, who brings us the "prasaadam" from Ganesh temple every month. I greeted him, took the sacred Laddoo and resumed my movie.. I really enjoyed the movie, but might have enjoyed it more without any distractions... I had too many of them, mummy and aunts arriving from temple, lunch break etc etc.
Afternoon was hot and the powercut made it worse.. My heelpain returned and I was unable to bear it. So, in the evening was my visit to the Doc. The pain which was unbearable till then vanished after I paid the bill. These kind of experiences are not uncommon in my day.. The pen I shakedown the whole house for, is found only after I buy a new one (maybe a variant of Murphy's law or Murphy's law itself). Later, I went to my friend, a voracious reader, retired employee from Ship Yard, and had a great discussion about things for an hour and a half and came home flushing with happiness, mother knew why.. I brought (borrowed) another book from him-- Lust for Life by Irving Stone, my friend for a few days!!
A discussion with this uncle waters my waking thoughts and my heart blooms with happiness.. Literature and Philosophy are my greatest interests in life.. With the thoughts about renowned poets-- SriSri, KrishnaSastri and others a palpable wave of happiness rushed to my heart..
The day ended with a pain in my heart, pain of missing my companion the whole day.. The day would have been a different one in his presence..
There was some unknown turbulence in my thoughts which engulfed my night's sleep... And when I finally tried to close my eyes, I found that the stars added another day to history and Sun is already waiting to bestow his early gift upon me...a new day!!
Actually planned to visit Simhachalam temple along with my mommy and her sisters, but couldnt make it because of my sickness.. So, I stayed home, promising them that I ll take rest (= have a good nap). After their departure my beautiful mind suggested that sleeping is not the only way to rest.. I threw myself in front of my PC watching the movie "Jodhaa Akbar" for the first time..
All my pains are relieved once my favourite stars are seen on the screen.. I was dwelling in the world of Mughals for more than an hour when I was interrupted by an uncle, who brings us the "prasaadam" from Ganesh temple every month. I greeted him, took the sacred Laddoo and resumed my movie.. I really enjoyed the movie, but might have enjoyed it more without any distractions... I had too many of them, mummy and aunts arriving from temple, lunch break etc etc.
Afternoon was hot and the powercut made it worse.. My heelpain returned and I was unable to bear it. So, in the evening was my visit to the Doc. The pain which was unbearable till then vanished after I paid the bill. These kind of experiences are not uncommon in my day.. The pen I shakedown the whole house for, is found only after I buy a new one (maybe a variant of Murphy's law or Murphy's law itself). Later, I went to my friend, a voracious reader, retired employee from Ship Yard, and had a great discussion about things for an hour and a half and came home flushing with happiness, mother knew why.. I brought (borrowed) another book from him-- Lust for Life by Irving Stone, my friend for a few days!!
A discussion with this uncle waters my waking thoughts and my heart blooms with happiness.. Literature and Philosophy are my greatest interests in life.. With the thoughts about renowned poets-- SriSri, KrishnaSastri and others a palpable wave of happiness rushed to my heart..
The day ended with a pain in my heart, pain of missing my companion the whole day.. The day would have been a different one in his presence..
There was some unknown turbulence in my thoughts which engulfed my night's sleep... And when I finally tried to close my eyes, I found that the stars added another day to history and Sun is already waiting to bestow his early gift upon me...a new day!!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Gotta Win!!
Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting
Your mind becomes fast as lightning
Your mind becomes fast as lightning
Although the future is a little bit frightening
It's the book of your life that you're writing
You're a diamond in the rough
A brilliant ball of clay
You could be a work of art
If you just go all the way
Now what would it take to break
I believe that you can bend
Not only do you have to fight
But you have got to win!!
You are a natural
Why is it so hard to see
Maybe it's just because
You keep on looking at me
The journey's a lonely one
So much more than we know
But sometïmes you've got to go
Go on and be your own hero!!
This is from the movie Kungfu Panda, in which a Panda learns Kungfu and becomes dragon warrior and defeats the villain.. :)
The curious part is when the Panda learns to believe in himself and his strength. And the above song in the film is really inspiring..
It's the book of your life that you're writing
You're a diamond in the rough
A brilliant ball of clay
You could be a work of art
If you just go all the way
Now what would it take to break
I believe that you can bend
Not only do you have to fight
But you have got to win!!
You are a natural
Why is it so hard to see
Maybe it's just because
You keep on looking at me
The journey's a lonely one
So much more than we know
But sometïmes you've got to go
Go on and be your own hero!!
This is from the movie Kungfu Panda, in which a Panda learns Kungfu and becomes dragon warrior and defeats the villain.. :)
The curious part is when the Panda learns to believe in himself and his strength. And the above song in the film is really inspiring..
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Results.. Results..
I donno how tensed the leaders of various parties are, but I am real tensed about the election results today, because I voted for first time... :) What is more interesting is the traditional switching of friendships and enemity between the parties.. I am stunned by the way the 3rd front parties are changing their individual decisions irrespective of the other parties included in the group.. Anyways, we have to wait for few more hours to have the complete results.
The real drama starts after the results... The independent candidates have utmost priority and will be tempted by all the parties craving to reach the magic figure and form the government. More interesting part is when the winning candidates switch their parties and ideals overnight. This maybe because of their interest for ministership or the tag- ruling party candidate. The seniors of the party with majority will be angry that the immigrants are being given more importance, and they start attention-seeking programmes- press meets, writing letters, revealing secrets.
I really wish for a rule that considers the candidates winning as appropriate only when he/she sticks to the party he/she is in before the election procedure has begun. Otherwise his/her victory should not be considered at all and the runnerup should be declared to be won. Because, most of the voters do not consider who the candidate is, and they vote for him/her because of their interest in the party he/she is representing. If after winning the candidate switches his/her views overnight, the whole procedure of representing a party seems to be absurd. Though, it is obvious that the so-called leaders' prime interest is their own welfare, (throwing aside the voters' welfare) the group interests are to be preserved, atleast to some extent. Otherwise there is no point in representing parties. The whole switching procedure should be completed before the commencement of elections. I can say that those leaders who stood with the parties they chose when they started their political career, can be counted on fingers.
Anyways, let us hope for the best, in the best interests of the state and the nation.. :)
The real drama starts after the results... The independent candidates have utmost priority and will be tempted by all the parties craving to reach the magic figure and form the government. More interesting part is when the winning candidates switch their parties and ideals overnight. This maybe because of their interest for ministership or the tag- ruling party candidate. The seniors of the party with majority will be angry that the immigrants are being given more importance, and they start attention-seeking programmes- press meets, writing letters, revealing secrets.
I really wish for a rule that considers the candidates winning as appropriate only when he/she sticks to the party he/she is in before the election procedure has begun. Otherwise his/her victory should not be considered at all and the runnerup should be declared to be won. Because, most of the voters do not consider who the candidate is, and they vote for him/her because of their interest in the party he/she is representing. If after winning the candidate switches his/her views overnight, the whole procedure of representing a party seems to be absurd. Though, it is obvious that the so-called leaders' prime interest is their own welfare, (throwing aside the voters' welfare) the group interests are to be preserved, atleast to some extent. Otherwise there is no point in representing parties. The whole switching procedure should be completed before the commencement of elections. I can say that those leaders who stood with the parties they chose when they started their political career, can be counted on fingers.
Anyways, let us hope for the best, in the best interests of the state and the nation.. :)
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Back after a break.. :)
Hai My Friend..
Long since I have seen you dear..
Would you mind if I say I am not at all mising you??
I know you won't, after all you are my dearest friend.. :)
You love me, dont you?
Won't you be happy if I am happy?
Let me tell you why I was away from you all these days..
During my childhood (if you call me a child, when I am in 6th std), I used to feel a kind of lonely.
No one around me seemed to be intimate enough to share the deepest of my thoughts. Now, you'll be wondering how deep are those thoughts of a 11 year old girl, that's not our point, right? So started our friendship, me and you (my writings). Whatever thought that strikes my heart, used to adore my books in small rhyming sentences. Those sentences are my little friends, my own creation. I used feel proud of myself, reading, re-reading all my lines. Some called it poetry, some call them verses, whatever the name might be, I enjoyed pouring my views into the papers. I used to be in my world most of the time. During boring classes, during the walk to my home, every second I am alone I used to frame my thoughts to sentences and pen them down.
Great feeling it is, after completing the task. The greatest part is when my english teacher (Geeta teacher) said that she loved them.
Where am I? Strolling in the memories, right? Now, why did I stop writing all of a sudden? This question haunted me and made me sick, till I found a wonderful answer. As I have already said, my friendship with you started because of my loneliness. I found no other way to let my feelings out. This used to be my emotional outlet. But, all my loneliness came to an end, the day when I met my soulmate. I share my every feeling with him, my every thought, my every pain, and every pleasure. So, there is no chance for me to feel lonely.. :) Aren't you happy about that? I observed my days after his arrival, they are all exuberant!! I am enjoying every second of it. Not that I abandoned my dearest friend after finding my company. I will never do that. I love you just as I do myself. So, my friend who has been with me in my loneliness will share my joy now. Ain't that a wonderful thought?
So, back I am with my fingers dancing on the keys agian.. :)
Hope to see you soon again!!
Bye for now!
With Love,
Keerthy
Long since I have seen you dear..
Would you mind if I say I am not at all mising you??
I know you won't, after all you are my dearest friend.. :)
You love me, dont you?
Won't you be happy if I am happy?
Let me tell you why I was away from you all these days..
During my childhood (if you call me a child, when I am in 6th std), I used to feel a kind of lonely.
No one around me seemed to be intimate enough to share the deepest of my thoughts. Now, you'll be wondering how deep are those thoughts of a 11 year old girl, that's not our point, right? So started our friendship, me and you (my writings). Whatever thought that strikes my heart, used to adore my books in small rhyming sentences. Those sentences are my little friends, my own creation. I used feel proud of myself, reading, re-reading all my lines. Some called it poetry, some call them verses, whatever the name might be, I enjoyed pouring my views into the papers. I used to be in my world most of the time. During boring classes, during the walk to my home, every second I am alone I used to frame my thoughts to sentences and pen them down.
Great feeling it is, after completing the task. The greatest part is when my english teacher (Geeta teacher) said that she loved them.
Where am I? Strolling in the memories, right? Now, why did I stop writing all of a sudden? This question haunted me and made me sick, till I found a wonderful answer. As I have already said, my friendship with you started because of my loneliness. I found no other way to let my feelings out. This used to be my emotional outlet. But, all my loneliness came to an end, the day when I met my soulmate. I share my every feeling with him, my every thought, my every pain, and every pleasure. So, there is no chance for me to feel lonely.. :) Aren't you happy about that? I observed my days after his arrival, they are all exuberant!! I am enjoying every second of it. Not that I abandoned my dearest friend after finding my company. I will never do that. I love you just as I do myself. So, my friend who has been with me in my loneliness will share my joy now. Ain't that a wonderful thought?
So, back I am with my fingers dancing on the keys agian.. :)
Hope to see you soon again!!
Bye for now!
With Love,
Keerthy
Saturday, April 11, 2009
My School Days
Naa school days chaala saradaaga gadichayi..
Aa rojulni eppudu talchukunna pedavulu chirunavvutho vikasistaay..
Nenu 8th classlo kottha school lo join ayyanu.. Vidyodaya Public School..
1st unit test ki inkaa 4 rojulunnai.. Maa inti daggara unde friends noteslu eesukuni, copy chesukuni, exams ki prepare ayyanu..
Baagane raasanu.. 8th rank vachindi classlo.. :)
Okati maatram marchipolenu.. 7th public examslo naaku Hindi 70/100 vachayi.. Andukani aa subject ante bhayam.. 8th class 1st unit exams ayyaka Hindi papers istunnaru madam..
Andarivee ichesaaru, naadi ivvaledu..
Last lo naa paper pattukuni, "Keerthi ante evaramma?" ani adigaru..
Naalo edo tension.. Baaga raayaledemo, grammar mistakes unnayemo ani..
Tension paduthoone ninchunnanu.. "Nuvvena Keerthi ante? Chaala bagundamma handwriting.. Chaala muchatesindi chaduvutunte.." annaru..
Tension anthaa poyi chaala aanandamesindi..
Join aina koddi rojullone compliment andukunnanu.. :)
Eshwar sir ante bhale bhayam maa andarikee.. Biology chaala baaga cheppevaaru.. Ichina work correctga cheyyakapothe maatram assalu kshaminchevaaru kaadu.. Aayana class jarugutundagaa power cut aindo chachaame.. Hand fan chesukovadaaniki kooda bhayapadevaallam..
Kaani school vadili vachesetappudu memu sir tho maatladataaniki vellinappudu chaala coolga maatlaadaru..
Ika Subbalakshmi Teacher ante hadal.. Teacher lesson explain chestoo appudappudu oka smile ichevaaru, maaku tirigi navvalo navvakoodado telisedi kaadu.. Okka mark ki kooda compromise kavaddani cheppevaaru.. Maths, physics papers eppudoo perfect ga raasesevaallam..
Ika annual day vastundante entha sambaramo maaku.. Dance practicelu, drama practicelu.. Vaati madhyalo alakalu, kopaalu.. Team work ento akkade telusu maaku.. August 15th ki class decorate chesevaallam.. MPT chesevallam.. School groundlo every friday drill chesevaallam.. Vaaraniki rendu PT periods kaakunda, ye teacher ainaa raakapothe Principal sir ni request chesi PT ki vellipoyevaallam..
Asalu ee generation schools ni choostunte navvostundi.. LKG ninchi IIT training antaaru.. 6 to 8 study hours antaaru.. Avasaramaa anipistundi.. Oka essay writing competition undadu, elocution undadu.. Class decorate cheyadam undadu.. Nenu entha luckyo anipistundi ivannee talchukunte.. :)
Aa rojulni eppudu talchukunna pedavulu chirunavvutho vikasistaay..
Nenu 8th classlo kottha school lo join ayyanu.. Vidyodaya Public School..
1st unit test ki inkaa 4 rojulunnai.. Maa inti daggara unde friends noteslu eesukuni, copy chesukuni, exams ki prepare ayyanu..
Baagane raasanu.. 8th rank vachindi classlo.. :)
Okati maatram marchipolenu.. 7th public examslo naaku Hindi 70/100 vachayi.. Andukani aa subject ante bhayam.. 8th class 1st unit exams ayyaka Hindi papers istunnaru madam..
Andarivee ichesaaru, naadi ivvaledu..
Last lo naa paper pattukuni, "Keerthi ante evaramma?" ani adigaru..
Naalo edo tension.. Baaga raayaledemo, grammar mistakes unnayemo ani..
Tension paduthoone ninchunnanu.. "Nuvvena Keerthi ante? Chaala bagundamma handwriting.. Chaala muchatesindi chaduvutunte.." annaru..
Tension anthaa poyi chaala aanandamesindi..
Join aina koddi rojullone compliment andukunnanu.. :)
Eshwar sir ante bhale bhayam maa andarikee.. Biology chaala baaga cheppevaaru.. Ichina work correctga cheyyakapothe maatram assalu kshaminchevaaru kaadu.. Aayana class jarugutundagaa power cut aindo chachaame.. Hand fan chesukovadaaniki kooda bhayapadevaallam..
Kaani school vadili vachesetappudu memu sir tho maatladataaniki vellinappudu chaala coolga maatlaadaru..
Ika Subbalakshmi Teacher ante hadal.. Teacher lesson explain chestoo appudappudu oka smile ichevaaru, maaku tirigi navvalo navvakoodado telisedi kaadu.. Okka mark ki kooda compromise kavaddani cheppevaaru.. Maths, physics papers eppudoo perfect ga raasesevaallam..
Ika annual day vastundante entha sambaramo maaku.. Dance practicelu, drama practicelu.. Vaati madhyalo alakalu, kopaalu.. Team work ento akkade telusu maaku.. August 15th ki class decorate chesevaallam.. MPT chesevallam.. School groundlo every friday drill chesevaallam.. Vaaraniki rendu PT periods kaakunda, ye teacher ainaa raakapothe Principal sir ni request chesi PT ki vellipoyevaallam..
Asalu ee generation schools ni choostunte navvostundi.. LKG ninchi IIT training antaaru.. 6 to 8 study hours antaaru.. Avasaramaa anipistundi.. Oka essay writing competition undadu, elocution undadu.. Class decorate cheyadam undadu.. Nenu entha luckyo anipistundi ivannee talchukunte.. :)
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