A Dialogue On Life.

Life is a comedy, you say

I differ from you anyway

it is a tragedy the old man refers

I have to the most defer

What is it? you query

I answer in a reverie.

it is neither this or that

but a combination intact.

You look at me curious

and cast a look dubious.

I smile at you lively

reply to you happily.

Life is joyful in youth

cheer it is in all truth.

It turns sad as years advance

sour it becomes by all chance

Life is heterogeneous.

Do I sound like a genius?

Not at all, in all possibility.

Never am I so, in the eventuality.



A Popular Film

Well into the interval
the picture supposed to be interesting
was heading towards nothing
with mere songs and romantic overtures
and lewd comic interludes
that make it a third rated film
but to my dismay and horror foundthird rated
it was an enormous crowd puller
as the theatre was full and
many queuing up for the next show.
Has the taste of the people gone to the dogs?
or is it that they want to spend a three hours
away from the mundane and hectic chores.
Unable to sit any more got up and came out
and felt relieved as I inhaled a whiff of fresh air


Infections Most

The world is apprehensive of  Swine Flu.My computer is under a severe attack of virus. It was hiccuping  during the past week. It was breathing with difficulty ,early this week, finally it breathed its last a few days back. I tried to keep it alive by putting in the vent . It survived a few hours . Finally,pop it went out.

The hardware professional was out in his errands. To get him in his mobile, was an onerous task. He came two days after, when the power was shut down for electrical  mainteneance. He packed his tool kit ,promising that he will be back as soon as the power resumes. At 5 in the evening , the electrical work was over, and the power was resumed, but there was no sign of the technician, I waited a long time. I was about to lock the main door, I saw a lanky figure rushing towards  my entrance. I was alarmed to see a figure hovering around my premises. I alerted security,who was half dozing. He woke up from his quick nap, opening and closing his eyes, he made his way to the gate. The figure handed over a card to him. The security came up the pathway . I cast my eyes on the card. It bore the name of the Hardware specialist. I frowned. I wanted to fire him. But ,cut short my temper, by calling him to the porch. I enquired about the delay. I entrusted the system to him. He checked the internet connections. spyware, the antivirus blocker. He was doing it with great concentration. I was  a dumb doll. After twenty minutes of thorough check up, he said that the system is totally infected . He has to take  to the office, remove the virus, and fix a strong anti-spyware device . It will take a day and a few thousands  to set it right. I had no alternative, but give the CPU to him. Off ,he went at midnight. Today two nights and a day has passed ,but there is no sign of him. If contacted, his answering machine replies in a monotonous tone that he is out of reach.

I have to be patient. Any virus attack ,these days take a fortnight to clear. My computer is now hospitalised. Symptomatic treatment is given. Please pray for its speedy recovery.

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Hither,Thither, Everywhere.

It is a small world.To traverse the world we need a few days. From the southern Hemisphere  to the northern extreme , you can fly in not less than a day. There are numerous flights connecting various destinations, in different continents,with offers, promotional, holiday, packages so on and so forth, that the travel lover is enticed to so many options, that he takes a week , perhaps a month to decide. See the paradox, to travel you need a day, but to decide you need a month. It so happens, that to choose ideal locations, at appropriate times, we need duration plenty.

My case is different. I have two countries in particular to spend my year. I prefer to stay in a country for three months, then take the next one. But it never occurs. I embark in the specific country, unpack my things, set the house in order, indulge in purchases for the day to day existence, I mean the grocery, fruits and vegetables,,call my milk vendor and when I settle comfortably it is already a week has gone. The next week passes with no fan fare, just committing myself to the daily chores.As the third week approaches, I get calls from the other country , that my presence is needed on such and such dates. I had been careful in planning my schedules , by arranging each and every detail with sincere attention. I try to dilly dally for a week, but the pressure mounts up. I have to pack my bags once again, keep the house in order, this time in a different way, by emptying everything from the refrigerator filling it with groceries that will not get rot , once kept in the fridge. Putting all my valuables in a safe place, I pick up my bag to the flight.

Another surging is ahead of me. To get hold of my domestic staff ,and once again unpacking, replenishing my store with grocery, cleaning , and answering to people starts with a full velocity. In this part of the world, I have certain other unwanted alibi, that has to be followed ,if I have to retain my identity in society, that of social  calls. I do that with disciplined fervour.

It seems amusing  certain times, But specifically has a telling effect on your nerves, on your recourse and on your stability. Yes ,it is hither, thither, everywhere, but in reality nowhere.

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Swine Flu

The virus is creating a panic all over the world, especially in India and South Asian countries. It is believed to be the outcome of some predominant virus that is prevalent in pigs,and that becomes most pronounced at certain stages. People ,who consume pork are more susceptible to this attack ,than who refrain from eating Pig’s flesh. This is the general impression. But in India, pork is discriminated from the diet mostly and how come there is a spread of this panic virus.

The virus seems to be a mystery. How it attacks?What are its symptoms?How to keep away from this attack?No one is able to give a concrete answer. I feel , that ordinary flu is also mistaken for this strain. Certain times influenza  may ransack the patient , make him  bed ridden and take every bit of power from him. He may have cough, fever, body pain , heaviness in the head, and intestinal turbulence. This will  turn him a sick patient for a week or ten days. He has to be cautiously monitored and put in special doiet rich in supplements to re equip his worn out body.

As such, this epidemic of swine flu has endangered the nations. There is an unwarranted sense of alarm, a ticklish apprehension, and a deceiving symptom ,that a simple cough is misconstrued for swine flu, aan ordinary headache appers to be a symptom of this epidemic. Body pain , may be a result of overwork, but sets the punitive chant , “Oh, I have contrived swine flu”.This mental alogirithm plays a smashing role in spreading this virus.The moan and the mourn , the tremor and the trigger, the upset and the upsurge will be sufficient to be nailed into the coffin . Wriggling in the coffin, we cry hoarsely, “I am a victim of Swine Flu -2009.

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Mona’s Trumpet.

Well, coming back to Mona , who has a torrential resource of funds and tempestous  share of his family’s bounty, reigns supreme over this kith and kin, who gape at his outpourings, who shrivel at his perennial flow of lies, who ridicule his incessant gibber which ultimately leads to nonsensical catastrophe.




As Mona’s Vimona is about to take off, he is venturing  into a new schedule that of refrigeration. He has bought a land in the vicinity of Chennai. His talks with the Tamilnadu Ministers , has wrought much effect. They are absolutely impressed by his technical knowledge .His research of which perishable goods could be preserved , and study of the market price of mangoes, chilly, tamarind provide helpful  tips to the state administration. The state government, Mona says ,  is going to set up a research centre under his guidance , to pursue the project. The setting up of a body should have been commissioned earlier , all over the world decries Mona ,as this would have certainly avoided recession. Mona . in diosgust throws up his towel in desperation, over thesluggishness of the bureaucracy. If only , the world would have heeded to his plans and allowed him to carry out, his modalities  the global meltdown would not have found a place.His CEO,Pearl Prashanth, brings to focus the modus operandi of Vimona Freezers. Mona, has prevailed upon the government to sanction a subsidy of 65% to the entrepreneurs.

Swamy , puts forth the projected workings for five years. he also anticipates a glowing prosperity to their foolproof venture. His target is to get a profit of 25% over the turn over. Livingstone, with a selective significance endorses  Pearl’s claim and Swamy’s aspiration. He gives a lift to Mona’s ego, by anticipating an award for his deep insight and shrewd handling of finance.

The ego of Mona gets inflated ,his empty chatter resounds, his feigned   prudence  gives out to   distilled idiocy and his lieutanants are gearing him up for the falsified  enchantment.

Queries in respect to refrigeration can be  posted to Mona. He will come out of the way to help  everyone with ingenuity and sincerity.

In his absence , Pearl  and Swamy would take up the cause.

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Mona’s Gabble

 Mona is a brag , who keeps on talking about himself, his wife, his assets (imaginary), his business acumen, his ventures abroad, his investments in gold , silver and land, his hobbies and his  skills in sports His monologue goes on for hours , and  his talk is supported not by power point presentation, but is flanked by a lively demonstration . As ,he is in the midst of his address , his aides  Swamy, and Living stone , drive up in a limousine . Their entry  is marked by much fanfare . A too dark , stout Swamy in a white dhoti and wrinkled white Khadi shirt gets into the arena, by paying a glorious salute to his master, who is none other than our Mona. Livingstone , follows  the heavy man , in a subdued manner . He, though demure , is full of arrogance and mischief. Mona , pulls up his sleeves  and combs his sparse hair  to take his  avid listeners to his demo land.

He ,on his way to the avenue , talks elaborately about the satellite city , he is going to promote , and the construction of a Mega Mall  , to help the residents of the small town Devibotta. The inmates in the car are baffled. The car halts near a bridge . The passengers alight from it. Swamy , now takes up the cue from Mona, who seems tired after a long talk.. He points his fingers towards a place , where he says , the Mega Mall is to be built. There are no houses, no huts, no habitation, no vegetation. The area looks so desolate and arid.

Once again the people are pushed into the car. The vehicle goes a few Kilometeres and stops . Swamy gets out hurriedly , and takes up the cause of explaining the setting up of the Mega city , which is to be mamed after his Master and Madam . The Vimona city , is to be modelled on the Silicon valley., California , where all high tech  businesses are to be accomodated.Mona envisages it to be the  industrial powerhouse of India. . Living stone , predicts that Vimona  will be a one point  focus  to all mega projects that are to be  commissioned in India.

Mona , with head raised high , imperiously walks towards his car, followed by his  aides, leaving his audience spellbound .

A quixotic ,funny,,Mona has mesmerised his friends  by meaningless chatter, irrational ideas and erratic notions. A satellite city -Vimona, a mega mall Monavi  are all in the offing near Deva fort, a hamlet near Sivaganga

Realtors wake up, builders arise, high tech industrialist rush  to Vimona., where Swamy is holding guard under the stewardship of Corporate President  Pearl Prashanth ,an administrator, and accountant par excellence.

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Economy in Twitters.

Lub a dub , lub a dub , dub, dub

The heart of economy is racing, and  pounding  like an athlete.

Palpitation has set in. There  will  be a  sure nervous break down.

I recall . the rhyme,

“Old Mac Donald had a farm.


And on his farm he had a cow,

with a moo,moo.

here a moo , there a moo,

everywhere a moo, moo.

Old Mac Donald had a farm.


 A curious analogy though,, the global  economy which  is  obsessed by surprises and apprehensions, is akin to Old Mac Donald’s farm

Global  economy has  clandestine eruptions.

And on it , there are  a bear and a bull.

with a  gobble,gobble,

here  a gobble , there  a gobble

everywhere a  gobble, gobble

Global economy has  volcanic  eruptions.


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Those three days.

My telephone cable got snapped on Saturday.

Excavation work was going on ,for laying some underground cable.

The workers, carelessly   gave a strong dug on the cable. leaving 150  telephone lines dead for almosr three days.  I  do not possess a mobile phone.

My work got paralysed, my contact with the outside world was almost nil.

I felt like Wordsworth’s “Solitary Reaper”.All alone, singing ,moving about in my garden reading my favourite books, listening to music, absolutely insulated from the  incessant jarring  my telephone emanated.

This lasted only for  a day.

My friends and well wishers, got  apprehensive and were upset, as to what had happened to me.

They called each other, but no one was able to give a tangent answer.

They ,then drew a master plan.

They grouped themselves into three. The first set, came to my house, the next morning, .They hesitated near the main gate, They slowly  pushed it without making the least noise,, usually my gate creakswhen it is pushed with force, moved silently through the pathway,and reached the main door. blissfully ,reading the newspaper.

The front  door was slightly ajar. They peeped through, but unable to find any human activity. Their heart was pounding. Perhaps,they thought that I must be dead. Then mustering courage , they took a step further, crossed the main door.The suspense was too much for them.Visibly moved and with fear in their eyes, they made way to the living room.

My divan was facing the wall. The room was still and silent.It was also chill, cold and damp ,because of the heavy rains .

They came close to my reclining divan.Once they spotted my straightened  legs, their courage disappeared, their heart sank,. With shaky movements they  advanced. I was engrossed in the newspaper. I  was not at all aware of the motions around me.

Seeing my comfortable posture, my friends let out a shriek. I jumped out of fright and got on my toes, my hands were searching to find  a stick to guard myself from unforeseen attacks..

I broke into laughter, when I saw the group.

My giggle was uncontrollable. My friends also joined me.

It looked as though they had rescued me from terrorists attack.

My phone got resumed just now.