Barackera..............

So United States of America has its 44th President and that has become history.
The first African-American President.
The son of an immigrant has become the President the first time.
A President who is very health conscious and works out 6 days a week.
A man of charisma
A person who embraces change.
Welcome to you.President Barack.H.Obama.
I was fortunate to be a resident of this country on this auspicious occasion.
Obama presidency is a motivation of young immigrants like me
"Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the fainthearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame."
These words reminded me of the old saying "Hard work means prosperity."
"Our challenges may be new," said Obama. "The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true."
I always believe that there is no short cuts or crooked ways to success without the values he mentioned in his first presidential speech.I respect and honor these words.
"With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come," the President said.
These words are going to be in the history of this century.
I wish him all success to deliver the best of what he can do for the peace and prosperity of United States of America and the whole world.
Now it is the time for him to perform. Let us see how he does his job.All the Best President.

We need peace and harmony.

I was going through the horrifying pictures of Palestinian population who are having a terrible time with the Israeli attacks on the wake of this year.Eventhough this is not a pleasant topic to write as the fist blog in this year,I canna just close my eyes to the brutal genocide going over there.It is estimated that more than 100 children has lost their life during these attacks.The numbers of adult casualties are innumerable.
What has happened to the International community?I heard today that the UN is also planning to withdraw from the relief operations in the area.Who is going to help these ailing people and where is the assistance going to arrive for the hundreds of hospitalized ailing brothers and sisters.
When viewing from outside as a onlooker,I think the international organizations are giving a silent consent for the inhuman atrocities of Israel in this war torn part of the world.Is this right?I cannot substantiate this stand at any cost because people who are loosing lives are innocent children and people.The extremist targets that are aimed by the Israel military forces are still in large conducting massive destructions.The loss of 100 children from an area means a whole generation is been wiped out.What have they done to undergo this fate?Is it going to bring any difference to the militants in Gaza?
Children are the gifts of God.They are innocent.They are the proud citizens of tomorrow.The adults of today are supposed to be the role models for these budding flowers.These people who does these massacres cannot create even a single baby.No man in the world has the authority to execute anybody unlawfully .Let us voice together to eliminate the unholy and barbaric thoughts of the evil people on both sides who are the architects of this genocide and give the rest of the children of Palestine a brighter and peaceful world to live in

Elephants of India

Elephants has always been a creature of curiosity from my childhood days.The way of taming a wild elephant into a domestic elephant and rearing it is always a matter of great speculation.
I would rather like to see an elephant without any decorations than with the traditional furnishings.The natural beauty on the animal is itself phenomenal than any other thing.
Let us watch some of them

I canna resist..............

Whenever thoughts of home comes to my mind,the backwaters of Kerala always had a predominant position.
Here are some wonderful pictures from My home.................

Nothing can disintegrate us..............

What has happened in Bombay?I would rather call it Bombay than Mumbai because from the time I could remember,I have been hearing it as Bombay and would like to name the city that way till I die.

From my point of view, what I can understand is that there are some external forces strongly involved to hamper the peace and harmony in a city that is very fragile to communal elements.These are the forces that cannot tolerate the emergence of India as a global power.These are the satanic verses who cannot tolerate the religious harmony that exists in Bombay.

I had the opportunity to live in Bombay for 6 months.I enjoyed the life there with the busy life style of the city.It was a totally different experience for me after my stay in Madras for almost 4 years.

What I still remember when seeing Bombay is cuttings(tea in a small glass container) and pavbaji(almost like a cooked veg sandwich).I cannot resist these two for some months in my life.

Can anything compensate for the 189 or so lives that has been lost after this tragic episode?What can fill the gap this incident has caused on the economy,confidence and freedom of the city?

I take this opportunity to stand beside the great citizens of world who lost their beloved ones,the security personals who sacrificed their own life to rescue the hostages and all those who are suffering with pain and panic that this horror has left on them

We,Indians are brave.We don't give up to all these atrocities.No external force can disintegrate the unity and solidarity of our country.No bombs or threats can create a backlash on our advancement to the world superpower.We will go forward and achieve all our dreams.........Jai Hind.

Another day of Kerala Piravi has passed by.There were festivals conducted by the government and other NGO's to commemorate the formation of the state.

But if we look a bit more deeper into Kerala and analyse what is going on,is it only me that think that we are loosing the essence of our rich culture and tradition?

I would like to site a simple example to substantiate this point.The number of children learning Malayalam as a language in schools is reducing year after year.The beautiful poems written by Kunjan Nambiar and Kumaranasan are going to be found on the relics of the archaeological department.This is happening in Kerala when the Malayalees who have migrated to other parts of the world are searching frantically to find resources for teaching kids their mother tongue.The same thing has happened to the costumes of Kerala.Mallus think that they are substandard or demarks their "face value" if they wear Mundu or Lungi.

It has even come to the state that people in Kerala have a wild notion that without using at least 3-4 English words in their usual chat, may feel downgraded them selves from the others.

Please try to preserve this rich language from being extinct,up hold the good values of our culture,so that the future generations can also be proud of the culture in which their forefathers have been brought up in

Missing the mazha....................

Last Wednesday,I was out going to get something in time when I ended being in the middle of a downpour in a parking lot searching my car as if it was parked by somebody else!

It made me ramble through the parking lot for about ten minutes which made me literally wet.

Got into the car,started home,thoughts went wild again.............................

It went to the school days when Kuda(umbrella) was a luxury or rather a costly entity.I have made a remarkable record between my siblings that the easiest way to survive at home was to get wet than taking an umbrella with me,because I have credited to losing 3-4 umbrellas during my schooling.

We have to walk for about 10-15 minutes from our home to reach the road and then get into a transit bus to reach school or college.If it rains in the morning,before going to school,we may be having an umbrella which will be under the control of my brother who is considered more responsible and serious than I losing it.If it is in the evening,the usual practice is to get wet which was fun.

But what I enjoyed more than getting wet is,sleeping by hearing the rain drops trickling down through the trees.We have a big tamarind tree next to my bedroom and lying on the bed hearing the music of rain is a passion more than words.Another memorable event is hearing the rain coming from a distance which cannot be experienced in words.Those who have experienced it can sense the feel of it.

Even now when it rains,the activity which I love to do is to be on the bed hearing the "song of rain".

Monsoon is another boon for us.Till about 1996,we have to draw water from the well and during monsoon the water levels come to the top that drawing water is just one third the effort than it was during Summer.

But now,even if we have the machinery,I love to draw the water I need to have for shower when I go there.The reason being,the water just fresh and it is naturally chilled.

I enjoyed being home this year during the June even though it did not start to rain heavy,but I missed sleeping in my favorite bed room hearing the sound of water trickling through the tamarind tree...........................