Thursday, June 29, 2006

Did you hear it ?

A big HELLO to all my blogreaders.
I was away, but am back now

One message I received in my absence which read as :

Hi! pass_erby, where are you? have you pass_edaway!! ... LOL

My lovely readers I did miss visiting your blogs and I missed commenting on your posts!

Did you hear it?

A raindrop fell down
All the way from the heaven's clouds
To the cold, hard earth below,
Leaving a splatter on a rock.
Did you hear it?

A leaf fell from a tall, strong oak,
Bumping into twigs and branches,
Rocked gently by the breezes,
Then lighting on the blades of grass.
Did you hear it?

The wind tossed a tumbleweed
Across the desert,Over rocks,
Between passing cars, unscathed.
Did you hear it?

Cat paws walk with careful stealth
Across the yard
While sparrow lifts itself from an egg-filled nest
To save itself.
Did you hear it?

An eye twinkles in a weary face
Releasing a tear
To trail down a cheek, over quivering lip,
To fall on a breaking heart.
Did you hear it?
by Barbara ...

Monday, June 19, 2006

You're this close to my heart ...

Three sons left home, went out on their own and prospered. Getting back together, they discussed the gifts that they were able to give to their elderly mother.

The first said, "I built a big house for our mother.

"The second said, "I sent her a Mercedes with a driver."

The third said, "I've got you both beat. You know how Mom enjoys reading the Bible and you know she can't see very well? I sent her a large brown parrot that can recite the entire Bible. It took twenty 12 years to teach him. I had to pledge to contribute $1,000,000 a year for twenty years but it was worth it. Mom just has to name the chapter and verse and the parrot will recite it.

"Soon thereafter, Mom sent out her letters of thanks.

She wrote to the first son, "Milton, the house you built is so huge. I live in only one room, but I have to clean the whole house."

She wrote to the second son, "Marvin, I am too old to travel. I stay home all the time, so I never use the Mercedes and the driver is SO rude.

"She wrote to the third son, "Dearest Melvin, you were the only son to have the good sense to know what your mother likes. The chicken was delicious."

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

The best gift I ever had: My father

Words from my heart
.... for my loving dad

I will never know the innumerable times you held me high, to make me gaze into the wonderful sky; to see the twinkle in my eye.
I will never know the innumerable times,
your hands pray that I be born as your daughter
I will never know the innumerable times, you made me call ' Father'

I see your hands when you raise to bid me goodbye, how tired are they for raising me up.
You cherished me in my darkest moments and your tired hands comforted me
This place in my heart loves you, and I am proud to hear you say ...

"My daughter call me, My Father“…

miles to go before I sleep ...

Frost is one of my favourites.
And this piece never fails to uplift my spirits....

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep ...

Monday, June 12, 2006


“Is it so bad then to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood”…

“Crows never stopped crowing since this morning, Didn't I tell you, someone is coming home for lunch?” said Mom, looking at the sky. “I need to cook an extra cup of rice” . However, when at times nobody showed up, the street dog (I and my sister had named him Dev ) enjoyed an extra meal.

I haven't seen too many crows in the place I reside. Anyway, nowadays guests sound you before they visit. The cell phone has come in handy, guests can now contact even on their way.

On the twelfth day, after grandma left for heavenly abode, Uncle took a clean banana leaf and served on it the best of all dishes prepared on that occasion. He then placed the leaf on the compound wall. He folded his hands to pray and then waited for a crow to take the servings ...

A friend told me that he enjoyed taking photographs of Crows. He felt that it was the most misunderstood of all the birds. They can be great friends if we took some time for them … (The above photograph is taken by him and it is named 'The Pensive Crows')

Seemingly trivial events, like the one involving crows and guests, have a common place with Mom till date. Yesterday I called her to tell, "I am coming home" and immediately she says, “I thought so, my friend has been crowing the whole day today on the kitchen window“...

Thursday, June 08, 2006


"SAY Cheese" it always leaves people smiling!

It was almost time for school to dismiss and a mother noticed it looked like rain. So she drove toward school to pick up her eight-year-old daughter.

She turned down the street to see her daughter running toward her down the sidewalk. A lightning bolt flashed and the little girl looked up towards the sky, smiled and then began running toward her mother's van.

Another lightning bolt flashed and again the little girl looked towards the sky, smiled and resumed running. This happened several more times until the little girl finally arrived at where her mother was parked.

Her mom immediately inquired as to the strange behavior. "Why did you keep stopping and smiling at the sky?" she asked her daughter.

"I had to, Mommy. God was taking my picture."

Wednesday, June 07, 2006


It rained yesterday, and the weather changed. It was a pleasant morning and I got out of my block to feel the fresh breeze.

I walked down a tiled pathway . The hedge along the pathway was freshly pruned. The cool breeze cleared my cluttered mind, and then something wonderful and colorful caught my sight. I looked around, and picked it up. I slipped it into my pocket, and moved on my path.

I was happy to find so beautiful , shinny and colorful Blue Marble. The sight of a Marble are like happy thoughts. The last I hold such was many years ago. When Bahi(Big Bro) agreed in advance that we were playing 'for fair' (all marbles are returned to the owner).

Then I lost contact with it for the rest of the day. Late in the evening, I was helping my son with the history of Ancient Heritage of India. The chapter ran into sixty five pages, quiet a volume for him to hold interest. Around eleven thirty he left the study for his bed.

I continued, to read ...

A tinkling sound made me lift my head. I saw the saucer placed on the glass of water moved to make it. The ceiling fan was off, the windows were shut. I puzzled. I closed the book and reached to switch off the light. ..

And there on the book shelf , my eyes caught the sight of the reflecting Blue Marble, and the colours inside were spinning around, making it look so nice ...

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Who's the Boss? ...

Who's the Boss? was a television sitcom.

I always found it funny and it is one of the few sit coms I would ever actually sit down to watch. And it's probably the only sit com I ever felt sad to see end. The theme song would actually entice me, make me put away whatever job i would be engaged in then. It was aired for eight seasons from 1984 to 1992.

Some shows have a magic touch!