Tag: childhood

  • Memories

    …of the relatively ignorant bliss of childhood… of the roller coaster ride of adolescence, the exhilrating times of youth… so far.. and perhaps as we grow older, the realisation of middle age, and the inevitability of old age… by the time we reach the twilight of ourlives, perhaps these memories become one of the pillars of our lives…
    something that we never work towards, and assume that our minds would automatically record and catalog it – by person, by time, by taste, smell and hordes of other things that cant be described..
    I saw a malayalam movie recently, a movie i was looking forward to seeing, featuring my fave actor and directed by a one movie old director, who had set an extremely high benchmark with his debut movie.. and thankfully, it delivered, and how!! it reinstored my faith in actor whose performance screamed out that all he needed were good scripts and he would do the rest.
    that was a necessary digression, because even the trigger for a post has to be acknowledged, specially one as deserving as this movie…the story of a man who, while having never accomplished his dream, retains his faith in his intellectual abilities, and hopes that he can live his dream through his son. a man who has to balance his duty towards his father with that towards his son.. and while he focuses all his energies on all these happenings in his life, gets struck with alzheimers…. i cant remember a malayalam movie in years which can come remotely close to this one .. and no, thats not because of any ailment, its because there hasnt been a movie like this in years…:)
    its a movie that made me think.. day after day after day, we go around focusing ourselves on the short term and long term things we aspire to do.. some get a joy out of a night with friends, some get it with the knowledge that their investments are safe and sound, some get a joy out of having achieved something..but all of us get a joy out of remembering the good times we have had in our lives… what if we cant remember those.. in His infinite wisdom, perhaps he has answered this too, for if we dont know that we cant remember, theres no pain… we will live small lives, with joys and sorrows we would never remember later…
    until next time, remember to drop in again 🙂

  • Those Days

    while coming to the office today, i saw a group of schoolkids, having a picnic in the park nearby, all of them looked so happy and were definitely having fun…. they r enjoying the simple pleasures in life, which i think, as they grow older , they will forget to do, like i , and i can say for a majority, like we, have forgotten…its so ironic that when we should be having the best days of our life, we dont have time for it…..and when we do have the time, we can only sit and dream about those days……when we could have done it, but didnt…today, when i dont get enough sleep, i think about my childhood, when i could have slept, hell, people even asked me to go and sleep, but i didnt coz i wanted to play more, or watch tv…now i can watch tv whenever i want, but most of the time, i have only enough time to catch up on sleep….oh the irony of it…..
    enough of irony, some sweet talk now, did u know that the government has set minimum limits on the amount of cocoa content in a thing for it to be marketed as chocolate.and in case u need help in your sweet talk, check out this article, you might get a helping hand.have been hearing this for quite some time now, that sanskrit is ideal for computer applications, heres another article that says so, and in case you feel like learning sanskrit, this might help.and as part of the tongue twister series, heres
    manuscrypts trivia
    Betty and Bob brought back blue balloons from the big bazaar. A big black bug bit a big black bear, made the big black bear bleed blood. Black bug’s blood. The blue bluebird blinks. The bootblack bought the black boot back.A box of biscuits, a batch of mixed biscuits. Brad’s big black bath brush broke.