Anuradha Sridharan

Although two was the target for May, I was able to plan out one weekend trip at last. Two trips would still have been made possible, if only my neck didn't get sprained from my third swimming class. For more than a week, I could hardly move my neck and as a result, I had to pause my swimming lessons. Hopefully I can get back to the pool soon and learn to float in water. When I was looking out for short weekend trips from Bangalore, there are many places that popped out on the web. Out of the many, Yelagiri grabbed my attention. I love the hills and mountains and one of my life time goals is to visit all the hill stations in India. I'm alm ost done with most of them in the South and hopefully can cover a few in the East pretty soon ;-) Hubby and I left for Yelagiri around 2 PM after packing some munchies for the road trip. Although not really a hill station, Yelagiri is on top of a hillock with 14 hairpin bends leading the way. The roads were just superb after one crosses Hosur....

Dark and dense clouds looming large, waiting to open and pour down. Cold winds from the distant shores rocking the tiny catamaran. I open my sleepy eyes, hoping for a cup of tea. Little did I realize, I'm stuck in the middle of a huge ocean, with water all around and land no where to be seen. The sea is rough and stormy weather is irking to topple my boat. The huge waves seem to provide the needed support to the storm. I hold onto the piece of wood, with as much grip as I could. The freezing water makes my hands go numb. The hope slowly fades away, yet the piece of shattered wood is the only support I have right now. There is no point in shouting for help. A silent prayer could be of use. My mind is clear but there is no way I can prevent myself from drowning. I woke up many mornings after being hit by such worst nightmares and pondering over why oceans scare me off so much. Perhaps, it's the fear of water, fear of drowning or just the fear of not being able to swim. This fe...

I'm not struck by a dreadful writer's block. In contrast, the words are being written out as strands flowing into Dumbledore's pensieve. Some ought not to be analyzed while the rest is not worth to be explored. The past few months haven't been very exciting. The daily drudgeries seem to continue and hog the limelight. There have been a few interesting moments although the key here is that there have been just a few. When one gets galloped in such routines, time just flies with no real purpose. Here I am, four months into 2009 and wondering how the days flew by. I want to break the monotonies and what better month can it be than the hot summer month of May! Reminiscing over my past blog entry , I want this May to be very special as it used to be during my childhood. Although PGSEM will keep me busy until May 16th, I need to get out of this routine of office-pgsem-home. Many of my interests that have been put under the back burner need to be revived. My dear blog needs to...

I finished reading an interesting and thoughtful book "New Earth" by Eckhart Tolle. This book was suggested by my Professor Dr.DVR Seshadri sometime in Dec '08. Luckily, this book was available in my library but I was waitlisted for a few weeks. I got hold of the book a month ago and I have been reading it slowly, trying to assimilate the contents. This book touches upon serious topics related to consciousness, awakening, importance of being than doing, inner purpose and many such insightful ideas. Although some of these topics are interesting, this book demands a lot of attention while reading. The book starts off with the dysfunction that has led to collective human unconsciousness and how the direction has shifted towards a form focus. In order to become more conscious, one needs to increase the level of awareness and be immersed in the present. The author calls it "the power of NOW". There are many barriers that have made humans to constantly think about pas...

My contribution to Sunday Scribblings #152 - Lost Getting lost in my own world amidst the daily humdrums A dreamer, they call me! Staring at a distance in search of someone, amidst the gathered crowd A loner, they call me! Gliding through the clouds seashore abound with footprints, sulking in the beauty A wanderer, they call me! Feeling his presence my heart skips a beat, the sweet end to my quest A romantic, they call me!

Ever since the exciting news about Rahman winning the Oscars came out, it has been a musical week for me. My iPod and iTunes have been put to best use. Although I love to listen to music, it hasn't been such a continuous flow of beautiful songs one after the other from morning as soon as I login to my laptop until midnight when soothing melodies put me to sleep. As every Rahman fan would say, Slumdog Millionaire isn't one of his best compositions. I was also of the same opinion until I started to listen to "Latika's theme" in repeat mode. What a magical tune that is! I can't seem to get enough of it. With just the humming and a caressing tune, this masterpiece makes me so happy. It strikes at such a deep, emotional level everytime I listen to it. The other songs of SDM are not so great. Since 2008, Rahman has been churning out one album after another in quick succcession that one has very little time to get used to the tunes. With SDM taking the limelight, the...

காத்திருக்கிறேன் அவன் வரவுக்காக கண்ணில் சிறு தேடல் அதை மறைக்க கையில் ஒரு புத்தகம் எதிர்பாரா நேரத்தில் உன் வரவு என் கண்ணில் சிறு மின்மினி எதையோ நினைத்து ஒரு புன்னகை என்னவென்று கேட்க துடிக்கும் என் மனம் அருகில் வந்து அமர் ந்தாய் இதயத்துடிப்பு அதிகரிக்க ஒரு சின்ன வார்த்தை "அலோ" எத்தனை அர்த்தங்கள் ஒளிந்திருக்கும் சிறு குறள் மெய்ச்சிலிர்த்தேன் அத்தருணத்தில் என் பேனா எழுத துடித்தது மொழி கண்ணில் மறைய உன் வடிவம் என்னில் கரைய