Let others SMILE with our EYES..

All my train journies are memorable. Definitely I will get new friends, will come to know about some different personalities. Something interesting will happen..The same thing happened while I was on my way to Chennai for my Engineering councelling

The character that remains on my heart is a 55 yr old aunt Mrs. Bharathi..taking her 40 days old grand daughter “Megna” to Nethralaya. She looked like a little angel The baby was sleeping with its mouth little open...So sorry I felt for that child.. Whom to blame.. she was a premature kid so that they had put her in some photo electric case which made her optic nerve to shrink

Through out the journey I was looking at that babe's charming face. Her face remembered me the bunch of baby pink rose bundles.. So cute she was sleeping.. Really it touched my heart...

Somewhere I had read , no one can do everything , but everyone can do something.. I wil not stop to do the little work I can..

While I was in net, I came to know about these information...
In India total people 110 crore..
Each day death 62,389..
Each day born 86,853..
In India total blind 68,2497..
If each death people donate their eyes, within 10 days, India achieves no blind man in the country

Lets try to do the little thing which we can.. Lets donate our eyes after death and illuminate other s life.. Let others SMILE wit our EYES..

I LOVE RAIN

It was raining today. My new little sister Saranya and myself walked in rain without missing a single drop of it.

I love to get wet in rain. Getting wet in rain makes me happy, supplies good energy, rejuvenates me like anything..

From my childhood, am a great fan of rain.. I have all sweet memories when said about rain.. We lived in a colony where there's lots of kids. At rainy days, Mom used to make us small boats, and we make it float in rain.. The elders will never let us out to play. They will make us wear sweaters, mufflers and make us sit inside home..Whenever there's ice rain, ho! jolly for us…Hiding from mom, will rush to collect it..I had fought many times with my sister and zeenath for ice.

During our school days, I remember the Independence day,where we watched “VandheMaataram” song standing on rain. After the great physics tuition, when all others rush to bus stop, we walk casually, completely drenched in rain..

Gesha & me wil go to venky's house,will have a nice Bru coffee, then once again I will start in cycle getting wet..

While I was in Chennai, rain had presented me wonderful memories. Shiny, Yamini and me used to rush at Ranganathar street in rain to catch bus. Our hostel down floor will be completely filled with water and with great struggle we used to enter our room… Lovely days..lol ..

Whenever I feel guilt, betrayed or wrong, I need rain, something like rain is cleaning my worries, washing my faults and soaking me with happiness..

I love you RAIN…

MY FRIENDS

Am blessed, God had given me wonderful friends. At no point of time, he had left me alone… Before posting this blog, I was reading a book which was telling the importance of gratitude… At this juncture I felt lik to pen something about my friends
Zeenath – My childhood friend, she had been witnessed all seasons of my life.. She is the one who silently listens to all my sobberings.. I may be adamant, I may be wrong.. But she accepts me as I am… She is my strength….
My everlovin school friends – Sapna, Sidhu, Gesha, Krithi, Ghani, Venky, Shihab… we were a gang and were the NOTABLE personalities of our school.. We were the batch who enjoyed to the most…

Saranya & Reema – My best friends in college..If these 2 sweethearts were not there, for sure I would not have been completed my BE.. Both of their parents considered me like their own daughter and had rendered love and kindness on me..I would not hav seen IIT & MIT if they were not there..So sweet friends..

Heyyo then comes my Chennai frendz…
Whom to leave and whom to write..
Definitely I shud pen abt an awesome female – Shiny Chacko..Wow! I had never met a girl like her nor I can find anyone like her..She is the one who made me shrill out of joy through out the time we were together..
Thru out the time I was in Chennai I was surrounded by too good friends
My Jo, who taught me cookin & Telegu..
Rafi,Naveen,Binu,Suganya,Magesh, Deepa,Domi,Bharat and much more..
All made my chennai life the joyous..
As I said before, am blessed, am always surrounded by good people..

Hi everybody..
U too reply to this post abt u’r friends who made your life special..

I LOVE MY SCHOOL

What is the name of your school?
The name of my school is San Jose Matriculation School
My niece was studying.. the same which I recited 16 yrs back..

I will say school life is the best part in anyone s life..
I went for my niece admission, after long years, I stepped my feet into my school..

The same badam tree, where few students were doing group studies, the cycle shed, the love bird cage, Christ statue.., the little garden with chrysanthemum flowers… students in same blue and white uniform, some playing Kho – Kho… It gave me a great nostalgic feeling..

Sidhu, Gesha, Sapna, Krithi, Venky, Ghani, Shihab we were all a gang in our school.. Though years may roll, the fun and laughter crackled is evergreen.. Hindi sister monitoring us, venky shoutin “shihab, shihab”, Principal advising we girls for going to Ghani s house, our farewell day for Neelamani miss, our picnic and much more..

We carry forward our fun in our Higher Secondary too…The great Hindi Master “Mandi”, most of the fun was at Hindi class by Sidhu, Sapna and me..Gone are those days..
All are the great memories to treasure…

Buddies..
Come on.. you too post the most rejoicing memories of your school days..

My Passion

If am in an island, provide me books and a music player. I WIL BE HAPPY... I read all sort of books, more focussed on thrillers, crime, romance, fiction..,

The book that had changed me upside down is : "Manase Relax please.," a nice book which taught me how to take things happening in my life..

While i was in my 8th.., in Anadha Vikatan, there was a sequence of Kavidhaigal by the name "Kolusugal pesakkudum" by Vijay Milton.

Unnakku Thalai vari kondirukkum amma
parka mudiyathu Enra dhairiyathil,
ennae parthu Kan simmiti,
Engae nee pannu parkkalam
Enru Vambu ezhuthayae
Ninaivirukkiratha

such a nice " நினைவு இருக்கிறதா" collections I searched in net to get this collection,, but in vain...

And the other one whom am impressed is " Tabu Shankar"
Unnai vida thee annaippu padai
evvalavo paravayillai
Aeriyum pothu annaithu viduvargal
Aanal neeyo
Annaithu vittu Aeriya vidukirai..
In all his poems, love is experienced and he makes us to feel the love.

Arivumathi s “Natppu Kalam” made me feel, how nice it would be to have a friend as that mentioned in the poem..

I love reading the works of Sujatha, Madhan, Rajesh Kumar.. The other good book which makes me think deep is “ Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus”.. Very useful to me..

It was during my Final sem study holidays, I got Da vinci code, I used to get up early in the morning, and used to read the secret of “Holy grail”. Before mom woke up, I have to finish it.. the best thriller I have ever read..

I have few e- book collection of Sujatha, Kalki, Tabu Shankar , Arivumathi and Vairamuthu…

If anyone need e-books, comment to me.. will get back to you..
Enjoy reading and keep loving...

It's me Madhu...

Hi everybody,
It's my long time dream come true kinnda thing i've always longed to share my views with others at large and finally blogging has opened my avenues....This will be my one stop to let out all that i feel which gives a great sense of satisfaction......

Cheers....