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If it can inspire…

Felt happy when I heard my story can add some value to others. Excited to see it on a national news daily yesterday. Thanks to the author (Ardra Shankar from Times) for the nice compilation of my journey so far…..🙏😇

Yeah, involve and enjoy what you do, be it small or big!

Stay safe, Keep smiling!

Life goes on!

Good news..!

Dear Friends…

Happy to share a good news..

Received an industry level recognition – Zinnov Awards 2020 for Technical Role Model(Senior Established)!

https://www.linkedin.com/posts/sanilkumard_sodafoundation-huaweitechnologies-ccici-activity-6695192457950318592-wxzn/

Thanks each of you dear friends…🙏😇

Stay safe, Stay happy and keep smiling…

News Links:

https://www.prnewswire.com/in/news-releases/zinnov-awards-2020-recognizes-the-titans-in-tech-individuals-and-organizations-who-have-become-synonymous-with-excellence-in-the-gcoe-ecosystem-858701883.html

I am richer..! Richer by 1000+ times..!

“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
– Marcel Proust

I just realized that I am richer by 1000+ times. A warm feeling to have 1000+ great souls around the globe knows me and connected.

You are all wonderful and stays as friends forever! 1000Friends_FlamingFree

Thankyou_FlamingFree

My Dear Friends, Stay Safe, Happy, and Keep Smiling…!


Reference: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcel_Proust

Pic: flamingtext.com (free logo/design for personal and academic usage)

Sparkling Hope. (zeptory)

sparklinghope
“I am sorry! Money cannot make her live!” The doctor was hopeless!
He opened his eyes; the air hostess was looking at him with his food.
He saw sparkling hope in her eyes!
He was traveling faster and faster, ahead of the flight!
Reality and hope continued to fight each other!

zeptory: A new word created for a very very small story, but sows a thought-provoking seed!
Zepto means 10−21
pic: google free licensed

പ്രണയവിചാരങ്ങൾ.

കാറ്റിന്റെ നിറമെന്താ…?
അതോ നിറമില്ലേ?
വെളുപ്പ് മറഞ്ഞാണോ കറുപ്പ് ഉണ്ടാവുന്നത്?
അതോ കറുപ്പ് മറഞ്ഞ് വെളുപ്പോ?
അന്തിച്ചുവപ്പ്‌ സന്തോഷം ആണോ? അതോ സങ്കടമോ?

അതോ അതൊക്കെ നമ്മുടെ വിചാരങ്ങളിൽ മാത്രമോ..; ഒക്കെ ഒക്കെ?!

മഴയുടെ മണമെന്താ ?
അത് മണ്ണിന്റെ മണം തന്നെ അല്ലേ?

അതോ മഴയുടെ മണം, അത് മനസിന്റെ വഴികളിൽ ഒഴുകുമ്പോൾ, ഓരോ വഴികളിലും നമ്മുടെ വിചാരങ്ങൾ ചാലിക്കുന്ന ഗന്ധക്കൂട്ടുകളുടേതു മാത്രമോ?

നക്ഷത്രങ്ങൾക്ക് കണ്ണുകൾ ഉണ്ടോ?;
രാത്രികളിൽ മാത്രം പ്രകാശിക്കുന്ന കണ്ണുകൾ …?

അതോ, ആ തിളക്കങ്ങൾ നമ്മുടെ വിചാരങ്ങളിൽ നിന്നും, നമ്മുടെ കണ്ണുകളിലൂടെ പ്രകാശ വേഗത്തിൽ അവിടേക്കു എത്തുന്നതോ?

ശരിക്കും, തിരയും തീരവും തമ്മിൽ സ്നേഹം തന്നെ ആണോ?
അതോ, ഒരിക്കലും ചേരാൻ കഴിയാതെ വിലപിക്കുന്നതോ?
അതോ.., ചേരാൻ കഴിയാത്ത രണ്ടു സത്യങ്ങളോ?
അവിടെയും നമ്മൾ, നമ്മുടെ വിചാരങ്ങളിൽ സൃഷ്ടിക്കുന്ന കണ്ടെത്തലുകൾ, നമ്മുടെ വരകളിലൂടെ മാത്രം, പുതിയ പുതിയ ചിത്രങ്ങളാക്കുന്നതോ?
അല്ല!
അത്, ശരിക്കും, ഒടുങ്ങാത്ത പ്രണയത്തിന്റെ അടങ്ങാത്ത തൃഷ്ണ തന്നെയല്ലേ….!
അതേ.

തിരയും തീരവും പ്രണയത്തിലാണ്, അവർ പ്രണയമാകുന്നു!

അവൾക്ക് എന്നെ ഇഷ്ടമാണ്…;
കാറ്റിന്റെ നിറം പോലെ,
കറുപ്പും വെളുപ്പും പോലെ,
അന്തിച്ചോപ്പിന്റെ സന്തോഷം പോലെ…;

അവൾക്ക് എന്നെ ഇഷ്ടമാണ്..; വല്ലാത്തൊരിഷ്ടം!

ഇഷ്ടത്തിന് മഴയുടെ സുഗന്ധം!
അതെന്നെ നക്ഷത്രങ്ങളുടെ തിളങ്ങുന്ന കണ്ണുകളിലേക്കു പ്രകാശ വേഗത്തിൽ കൊണ്ടുപോകുന്നു…
തിരയും തീരവും പോലെ ഞങ്ങൾ പ്രണയിക്കുന്നു!

പ്രണയം ഞങ്ങളാണ്!

ഞാൻ വിചാരിച്ചു!!


 

Mystery Blogger Award may 2020

It is always a nice feeling when your friends gift you with warm words! Here I thank TishGirl (https://ritisha.blog) for reading my blog and considered me and Pebbles for this recognition. Thanks Ritisha! She tries to narrate her thoughts through words filled with love and care. You will not feel that she is new to blogging, though she says so! 🙂

The love symbol along with her name says a lot!

Rules:

  1. Put the award logo on your blog.
  2. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  3. Mention the creator of the award. The creator of this award is Okoto Enigma!
  4. Answer the five questions you were asked.
  5. Tell your readers three things about yourself.
  6. Nominate 10-20 bloggers.
  7. Notify the bloggers of their nominations by commenting on one of their posts.
  8. Ask your nominees five questions with one weird/funny one.
  9. Share a link to some of your best posts.

Three Things About Myself:

  1. Make things simpler
  2. Not an avid reader!
  3. Value Friends!

My Best Posts:

Difficult to answer! Let me avoid my creative blogs from this selection!

These made me think deep:

Home of Hope

Paalam Kalyanasundaram

Alok Sagar

Answers to TishGirl (https://ritisha.blog) :

  1. Will you make any changes to your life after lockdown, due to the effects of this pandemic? If so, what?
    • Yes, Change will continue!
    • Eyes more opened; Heart more widened; Actions more refined!
  2. Describe a revolutionary invention (which you have invented)!
    • Yet to come!
  3. What is your best talent?
    • Talent? Really?!
  4. What is your favourite quote?
    • It is in giving that you receive! (one of my favs)
  5. Would you rather have blue cheese or bacon ice-cream?
    • Not a fan of either! Let me choose ice-cream for you!

My Questions to Nominees:

  1. What made you to start blogging?
  2. When you become sad, what you do first?
  3. When you get a happy news, whom you call first?
  4. What do you think about social support as our responsibility?
  5. When did you enjoy the beauty of a night sky? (last time)
  6. Why you stopped blogging? Can you please restart? (In case you stopped blogging!)

Nominations(Toughest part!) : (If your blog is not here by any chance, it does not mean you are not eligible or I avoided deliberately. Just that, I picked few for the time being from my friends list. Some of them are not very active these days.If this award can enable them to restart, I will be really really happy!)

Thank You….Keep Smiling, Stay Safe!


Profit and loss..!

He screamed at her!
“How foolish you can be? Don’t you know basic maths? We bought it for 100 and you gave it away for 80…!!”

He banged both the hands on the table…poor flower vase..!!
She started picking scattered glass pieces of the flower vase.

“How dare you to ignore me and act as if nothing happened..!”
She stopped and stood drooping! She did not know what to do.

Her brain was benumbed!

“… At least you should know we run this business not for charity. There are 3 to 4 families depending on the profit of this! Stupid..”
His anguish and helplessness were mounting  on 80 – 100 !!
 
She kept the stupidity on her face!!
Her mind was wandering and perplexed on maths of profit and loss. After all it is just 20!
Does it really affect us? But for that boy and family……?

She opened the drawer again….still the boy’s sweat on those coins..!

“Even if you count 100 times, it will be 80 only”
Simon shouted impulsively!!

She quickly closed the drawer; stood drooped!
Simon’s face was still red! She was expecting a slap any moment!

“Hello anyone? Excuse me..!”
Someone at the shop! 
She was about to move…But he stopped her forcefully. 
“You should not come, be here. I will handle the customer” 
Simon went to the customer abruptly…

“Sir, do you have coins for 100”
“No, no coins, please go” Simon was in the same flow!
“Oh ok…I wanted to buy that, which is 70, but only have 100. It’s alright, will get from the next shop” 
“Oh no! I have 30 change!”
“It’s fine, let me try the next shop….!”
The customer walked away quickly.

He was shocked! 
70, 40 and profit of 30…! He banged his head! Again loss…; loss of 30 and 40! He stared at that antique piece helplessly..!

She called the customer running behind him…
“Sir, it was a new arrival and we have an offer of 10% discount”

She packed the item for 63.
63 40 and profit of 23…! He was happy with the new maths of profit and loss!

She stood drooped…
“…still how can you sell it for 80??'” He could not come out of the old profit and loss, yet!

“Rita Rita, I sold it for 120!!”
The boy sounded like a big loudspeaker!
She quickly went to the boy! The boy was jumping with ecstasy….

“…see Rita….I got 120….120…..”

He was floating…and showing the money up high!!

“Rita, I need only 10 for my family today, take this 30 and total I pay 110 for it. But, but, you are giving me this job everyday!! I can, I can sell it…, I can sell…!”
He was gasping, hopeful and confident!

Rita looked at Simon…! Simon was just coming out of his delusion..!
His eyes were deeply in quest!

She looked at the boy’s blue sparkling eyes…the whole sky there!!
She took 20 from the boy and kept a side all the calculations of profit and loss for tomorrow, and…then started picking the remains of the flower vase!


pic : created in inkscape manually

Colourful School..!

“Oh Mama, I want to wear a colour dress”

“You cannot wear colour dress to school dear, only uniform. It is pressed and kept on the bed. Go wear”

“Please Mama, just for today….!”

“No, Isha, you cannot. Get ready fast!”

Though disappointed, Isha settled for the uniform. She knew, there was no other choice!

She wondered, why everyday this boring ash coloured stripes, monotonous tie, shabby skirt! Everywhere you look, it is the same boring colours….no variety, no colours! She wanted the school to be colourful!

She decided to ask her class teacher. She almost forgot what she prepared to ask once she saw the teacher! She only remembered the scary stories about the teacher. But  ‘colourful school’  forced her to go anyways! She loved colours so much!

“Ma..’aam…”

“Hi Isha, good afternoon. Have you had your lunch?”

“Ye..s..Maa’ aam…”

“ok…tell me..”

“Ma’..am….that…is…colourful…..school….colourful….”

Both the teacher and Isha were perplexed.

“Ok, Isha, don’t worry…go ahead”

Finally Isha decided and grabbed the courage from staircase rail:

“Ma’am, can I wear a colour dress? At least one day in a week?”

She finished in a jiffy!!!

Silence Prevailed….

Isha was looking at her muddy school shoe!

“We do not want kids to come in clothes based on their wealth!! That will make the school colourful, but, more disappointments in kids and also unwanted competition and comparison. That is one key reason for uniforms in schools….”

Teacher started the ‘class’! 

“…Your family is rich and you can come in fancy clothes. But how about Annie, who is from a very poor family? Such kids will feel sad when they see rich kids coming in expensive colourful dresses. We don’t want to hurt them. So everyone should come in the uniform!”  Teacher was emphatic!

“….so the uniform is free? we paid 2000/- rupees for my uniform…..then…how…” Isha kept her thoughts to herself!

She was walking back to her classroom….

“colour…..colour….!!” She got shocked.. The school is becoming colourful!

Wow….Red, Yellow….!!! The school is becoming colourful!!

Isha ran to Annie in the corridor!! 

“Hey Annie…how come you are in a colour dress??? You are really lucky to wear a colour dress!!! Though it is a cheaper quality, they are colourful….!!! How did your mom allow you to wear it? You know, we are supposed to wear the uniform everyday……”

Isha could not hide her excitement, rather ecstasy…so she continued..

“…you are really looking colourful and bright Annie….you are lucky!! But, how did you manage!!!”

“Isha, I am changing my school..” Annie’s voice was very soft and husky.

“Why?” Isha became more anxious…!

“She is moving to the school near to our home.” Annie’s Mom was with her.

Though Isha had more questions, the class teacher intervened!

“See Ms Rose, Annie is very good in academics. That does not mean that you can shift her without paying the school fee for this year!”

“Tea…cher….please…please help us. We are unable to manage the fee, books,  uniform, shoes and all…with just my daily earning….If her papa was there….” Annie’s mom was not crying, but her eyes were filled….

“Even if I tell them, there is no use. School has its own rule! If you can pay the last term fee, you can complete this year and go.”

Teacher was providing some practical possibilities very intelligently!

“Tea…cher….” 

Annie’s Mom could not talk much. Now she was crying!

Isha could not understand much. But, she realized that Annie and Mom are not really happy!

“You can talk with office staff and let me know. I will try to help!” Finally the teacher found an escape route!

Annie and Mom came back from the office very quickly.

“No, tea..cher..No. They are not willing..! They don’t allow us to go or to write exams, without paying the full fee!! She will lose one full academic year teacher…please….” Annie’s Mom was helpless!

“If the office says a big no…I cannot do much…” 

Teacher managed very well.

Annie and Mom were disappointed and started going back…

“Annie….” Isha called her.

Annie turned back. 

Isha looked at her red shirt and yellow skirt. It was bright and colourful.

Isha was very excited to know and she finally asked!

“In the new school, can you wear colourful dresses?” 

“Yes, everyday…” Annie smiled.

Annie slowly walked away with her Mom…

Isha’s mind was full of a colourful school….


The gate is opened..!

Why the gate is not opened? It is only 20 minutes left!!

He bent his fingers restlessly. 

The clock was so lazy. His heart was over-clocking. Dripping sweat!


“Uncle, are you ok?”The little pretty girl was staring at him. 

“Am….i am…..oo k…”

“You are sweating Uncle! Don’t be tensed!”

“Am….i am…..oo k…”
Close your eyes and look at that beautiful sky”

“Wha…..t…? Close the eyes…? and look at the beauty of the sky…? that too inside the airport….?”He could not resist airing his valid doubt!


“Granny used to tell me whenever I feel sad…That is what I do. It works!”

“m…” He just did respond!


Actually, uncle, if you close your eyes..you can see anything right?”

He looked at her innocence!
“Yes, Granny!”

He could reply so lightly and it lightened her already bright pebbly eyes…!He obliged Granny’s advice!


He closed his eyes!

…Pinky’s nose and hands are attached with narrow white tubes; Life tubes! The colorful display was blinking above her head. Yes, blinking fast! Pinky looks so white in that white hospital dress and bedsheets! No one around?!

“Aravind, I am there, Don’t worry..!” Diya!  Yes, she cannot leave Pinky.Diya will be with her always…around; Life holding strength!!

He could touch Pinky’s tired fingers…He sat near her!She is sleeping, yet singing her favorite rhyme!

He looked at her nose again….then looked up…wow, the sky is so beautiful….deep and infinite! Sparkling Diya, among the stars….caressing Pinky!!
Sweat disappeared; clock and heart running normally.

He was not sleeping, but he fled!


“Uncle, the gate is opened! Let’s go!”

“Oh, yeah, the gate is opened!”

“Thank you, Granny…!”

He bowed to her!

She smiled, waved her hands, and ran towards her Granny!
The flight was ready to take everyone to the destination!

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Photo: Mobile shot in Dec 2019