A Workshop.

A workshop

editing, correcting and reworking

a great task.


An Old School

I am from an old school

idioms, phrases and expressions

were taught with intensity

years have passed

still I remember them.


The voices of my teachers reverberate

they made us expand the idioms

use our imagination

strike a story and go ahead

they would say.


The way we learnt the language

with exercises on conjugation

precis, paraphrase, and analysis

of sentences all in detail

has made me what I am.


I owe the language to them

to my mother who was equally  strict

a slip here or a misspelt word

would earn a punishment.

It was a hard way of learning

it has its  own reward.






It is a day when my throat is out

speechless I am all through

now and then this happens

my throat goes out of order

people in my land,  India.

take a vow  not to talk

mostly on Thursdays

a day of the Guru.

call it as Mauna viradham 

this they do with a determination

but to me, it is God Given

when I am down with a  bad cold

and incessant cough

my throat would get stuck

and I practise Maunam