IndusLadies - Blogs - Open Book for you by ish_nalini

Innocent Labour

ish_nalini — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 11:24:45 GMT

INNOCENT LABOUR

"I am Sarasuwathi, I am 10 years old. There is no coincidence between my name and me, I have hard knowledge about books. My parents use to encourage me to collect papers. Dont take it in the other way, its my part- time job ,I will collect waste papers from many houses. I can hear you people asking " Then what will you do in the rest of the day?".Don't consider me silly I have a full-time work too. From my ignorance age I am a great Engineer ,without going to school and college I know how many bonds required to raise a school pillar. I have many friends who were studying in reputed schools. They are not my class mates they are my home mates.Yes! in the evening my mom use to take me to many homes,she will clean the dishes in those homes and I will clean the school shoes of my friends. They thank me for that ,like this we became good friends.My mom usually says that all the children are gifted by God and he treats them equally. I doubted whether I missed my gift some where and he forgot to treat me equallt since I am not clearly visible for his vision".
These words are still heared and reflected in child labour's innocent eyes. Now you are their God ,don't even donate your check leaf for them at least spend your leisure time in sharing your knowledge with them ,so that their puzzled eyes twinkles more brighter.

தமிழ் கிறுக்கி - 2 ஆம் பாகம்

ish_nalini — Sun, 02 Dec 2007 06:44:15 GMT

படைப்பு

எல்லோருக்கும் வளைந்து கொடுக்கும் இவளுக்கு
என்றுமே முடிவில்லை என்று
நினைத்து படைதனோ ?
வளையலை பெண்ணுக்காக
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
இங்கீதம்

பல்லிளித்து கொண்டு
பண்பாடின்றி கேட்பான் அவள் முகவரியை
பணியின் நிமித்தத்தால்
பல் கடித்து கொண்டு பதிலளிப்பாள் அவள்
ப்ளீஸ் மே ஐ ஹெல்ப் யூ?

Holly/kolly/bolly/tolly???

ish_nalini — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 13:50:36 GMT

I am eager to express some tit bits I feel about Hollywood movies compare to Kollywood,Tollywood and Bollywood.As far as I am concern,my first choice would always opt for"Hollywood",the reason is they overhelm us in technical stuffs and best decent picturisation.But when we look back at Indian movies most of them contains only duets,sentiments and all sorts of blithering scenes:bowdown.We people accustomed to it.I do agree even our Indian film industry has excellent flicks and embodies succesful era,things are looking up once in a blue moon.What makes me blue is there are hardly few vigourous film to speak of technically.We still lagging back as mediocrites.I was once hilarious to watch Indian movies but when I tend to see clips were hero do all infantile idiotic gymnastisn and soul stirring teary dialogues forced me to watch the movies by grinding my teeth.Directors includes more misfits which are no way related to the film.After implementing all their works and spend their bucks in the film ,it any way punks.I feel embarrased to compare both the film industries.Adding innuedoes bonkplagiarising stories from different languages within the same country openly shows that we are incompotent to comeup with our own talents.We should have passion to reach the fame of hollywood .Western civilisation should repute us and all our film should be recognised for international awards.For that they should strive hard for perfection !!!!
What do you say Friends???
Come up with your best views and lets start debating....

Sir/madam post - To:My Dear letter

ish_nalini — Wed, 28 Nov 2007 11:36:17 GMT

"My dear friend,dad,mom,grandma,grandpa,......."

Have you recently wrote the above in a letter?
Do your postman handed over any handwritten letters except typed official letters?
Have you sat and wrote a letter to your lovable person,expressing all our feelings?
Does the concern person ever know your handwriting?
Have you ever relished with a hand written letters?
might be any of the above would have happen once in a blue moon.

Gestures,sand & rocks,dove,messenger with a leaf,letters,telephone,email's,sms's..I am afraid where it ends...
In this fast moving world we can't even wait for a reply and we are busy bee's revolving like a top!
In my childhood days I always used to worry since I don't have my aged children to share my letters..But I have the habit of writing letter to my Grandpa.My Grandma used to say "Nalini whenever he recieved your letter,he will turn into a child and get excited.Soon he will go to a nearby shop and started writing back to you"...Those words still make me happy.
Writing a letter have a great enjoyment in it.
We have to patiently wait for their reply and can read 'n' times,by sitting,while lying,by walking,can do stamp collections...but will the e-mail provide you all the above?
During deepavali and New year my dad used to send festival greetings to our kith and kins,but as soon as sms's heads off all those greeting sending business were packed up....
Instead of showing smiles through smilies why don't we really make them smile by our letters and give a work for the post-man?
Do any one really enjoyed the feeling of writing or reading letters?why dont you share?I am all ears to hear from you...

Sunkans "A Contest To Write On This Pic.... "

ish_nalini — Wed, 28 Nov 2007 10:46:43 GMT

This link is attachment to one of my post for sunkan's
A Contest To Write On This Pic....
Here is my work done on that picture
Thank you

Attached Thumbnails

என்று ஒழியும் இந்த ஆங்கில மோகம்

ish_nalini — Sat, 24 Nov 2007 18:36:12 GMT

Fan aa podu
Tubelight off pannu
Radiola enna paatu
Hello yarru?
Good night
ticket ticket
enna tiffen?
time enna?
Solluma "I am studying in LKG "sollu
In one of a famous T.V show
"hello ஸொல்லுங்கோ யார் பேசரது"
"blah blah blah"
"Really you liked the show?what song can I play for you?"
In all the channels the compirers follow their own mother tongue to converse why cann't we?

A famous film actress
யென்க்கு டமில் கொன்ச்சம் கொன்ச்சம் வருது...நான் டமில் கத்துகுது...இன்னும் கொன்சோ நால்லோ நானே டமில்ல பேஸி டப் பன்னபோகுது...I Love டமில் !&@%?#^*??

என்று நம் இதயத்தை டமீல் என நொருங்க வைக்கிறார்

Like this we have used ,using dozens of english words in our day-to-day life....There was scarcity of tamizh words among Tamizh people..
I do agree we cann't rely on Tamil itself we should also learn more languages to survive in this world but though as a Tamilian why cann't we save our language at least by talking with our close friends and relatives and maintaining its standards in media ?
என்று ஒழியும் இந்த ஆங்கில மோகம்

Dowry - Brick bats / Red carpet?

ish_nalini — Sat, 24 Nov 2007 17:20:29 GMT

"IL's(not Indusladies its In-laws) incinerated DIL since" !*?*
"Bride attempted suicide since her marriage was stopped because" !*?*
"Poor father hanged ,since he was unable to pay ..." !*?*
"A newly married woman was send home by her husband since"
All the above happened because of DOWRY ,how can we caption it A TRADITION or as a SOCIAL BRIBE?
"Dowry" this word will surely stir up all the soul...
Though it is followed on our ancestor days ,its still continued by force..Those days they provide it to show their richness and to maitain their prestige issues...Now they were seized from people who really can't offer it.
What would be the solution then?
Even now many grooms who insist their parents strictly not to demand for dowry...The sitution arosed in the bride's house is "I doubt whether the groom have any problem on his own,thats the reason they were not asking dowry"..This would be the fate..
I am very proud to say that one of my relative's daughter got married and during the talk they informed that "We wont force you to give more dowry ,if you wish to give any jewels to your daughter for her use, you can give with pleasure.And they havn't asked for anymore"
Will this situation will be proceeded in all the marriages? or What should we do to stop this annoying issue?
What should we do,should we give them Brick bats / Red carpet?

தமிழ் கிறுக்கி

ish_nalini — Fri, 23 Nov 2007 18:08:22 GMT

வறுமை

ஐம்பதாயிரம் கலர் புடவையாம்
நெய்கிறான் நெசவாளி
ஒரு நிறமும் அல்லாத
கிழிந்த வெள்ளை வேட்டியுடன்

இலை உதிர்

துட்சாதனன் வரவிருக்கும் காலம்
பதறினால் பாஞ்சாலி
இலை உதிரும் காலமிது

___________________________________

உடையின்று நிற்கின்றாயே !
உருத்தவில்லை உனக்கு

" எந்த காலத்திலும் உடையை பறி கொடுக்காத வரம் வேண்டும் இறைவா" என்று..

உன்னை படைத்தவனிடம்
சென்று கேள்! - மரமே

A Visit to Tirumala Thirupathi

ish_nalini — Fri, 16 Nov 2007 19:14:13 GMT

"Thirumala Thirupathi" ,I can feel a holy spirit and ecstatic when i spell this word.I used to visit thirupathi once in a year.When I reach the boundry of Andhra Pradesh I feel sacred ,Its awesome to relish that moment.We dont have the habit of arranging private vehicle for the journey,we our family used to go by bus.On the journey most of them travelling in the bus were to reach the temple, So i can hear "Govinda Govinda"a loud from the moment when the bus starts...When we reach the keezh thirupathi(On the way to Thirupathi) people feel more devotional.Its time for a rider,yes!!! to reach Thirupathi we have to travel through mountainous path and few hair pin bends.When I was in my childhood I am scared to look out of the bus ,I am trembled:shaking: when I was forced to see the bottomless crevasse after I grewup the journey become a wonderful sight seeing place .Like adding a feather to a cap, the weather makes the journey a perfect one!.Still I hear the sounds saying "Govindha Govindha"...As soon as we reached the Tirupathi I felt a cool breeze passed awayChillout!.We lodged over there in a cottage and we were provided with the tickets tied in our wrists.It was our time to go for shopping.We haven't missed once to shop in thiripathi,though we have plenty of goods in our place,we feel some what good when we purchased over there..When we walk on the pavement nearby the shops,we can feast our ears with M.S.Subulakshmi's "Kousalya subrabaatham" and famous "Govindha hare Govindha venkata ramana Govindha" beats...On the shops they will sell Lord Vishnu's dollars,framed photo's,key chains,the most buying "Thirupathi kayir",etc.The next day morning we were started standing on the queue,we were standing ,we were still standing,we stood( this is not typo error ,I express the crucial period of the visit)...Really Lord test all my patience at that moment.We would grind our teeth and move like a snail:omg:.If we dont reserve first ,then we were forced to watch those old Ramaayana'a and Mahabharathaa'a .Since I know telugu I anyhow manage to understand those conversations in TV.I feel pity for all the other poor people who don't know telugu...I myself tried to be a reasearcher when I watch all those letters engraves on the old stones.Atlast when we reached the entrance I would forget all my tiredness and restless feelings....I hear a different sound "Edugundala vaada venkataramana Govindha Govindha".newly added lyrics....:wow,Wonderful!!!Amazing!!!fabulous!!!Sp lendid!!!.We were in the devasthanam that time ,I saw the Lord who rules!!!Who rocks!!! I felt goosebumps in my body...I saw the lord decorated with beautiful garlands and jewels,a big Naamam adds more beauty for him,He has a surpassing beauty.I saw a tejas on his face.He become my all time hero.People doesn't allow me to feel those moments for some time ,I hear them saying "jarugandi jarugandi".I feel jealous of those men standing always nearby Mr.venky..Hmm dharisanam over ,what would be the next feast is???Any guesses??Yes it was rather than our big Ladooo...I will starve to eat those Ladoos..I feel some miracle mixed in those ladoos..Please IL's if anyone know that formula post it on recipe corner..Then we put some money in Mr.Veky's bank and tried to solve his debts owed from Mr.Guberan..Atlast its time for us to pack up..We sat for a while and enjoy the mamooth GOLDEN TEMPLE...!!!

Love

ish_nalini — Fri, 09 Nov 2007 07:44:13 GMT

It is a different colour .I have no words to explain it, but it is my favourite colour. Today is a festival eve. When I hear those sounds of crackers I feel adventurous I feel ecstatic when people visit my place, and provide sweets to us. This year none of them came� Muthu started recalling the past four years of Diwali.All the people in Chennai were celebrating the festival eve "Diwali" except muthu. He is a 10 years old with dark in complexion, thin, wrinkled eye. There is a line of sorrow always run through his face. People around him know the cause for his mysterious face. Muthu was unable run along the speed of the world .He has his own world decorated with colorful dreams .He is no more interested in mingling up with the surroundings. Even no one tried to disturb him. In his dream world, he always hear his mom calling him
�Muthu come here my boy open your mouth� she feed her those diwali sweets.
Muthu opened his mouth but he is an unluckiest boy, it was a mere dream.He heared a sound and recognised the voice its rather than Radhaama'a voice.She is the president of that orphanage
�Muthu go and wear your clothes I have stitched those torn areas and ironed and kept it in your shelf, soon its time for us to celebrate Diwali�, Radhaama called him with concern..She is kind enough to all of the children in orphanage. He forced him to the real world.
He was not interested in wearing those clothes .He thought not to hurt the feeling of Radhaama, so he reluctantly wore the cloth .If his mother is alive she would have at least purchased him a cheapest cloth put for sale in the nearby platform. He is a half orphan when she died. But whole-heartedly he felt his birth to be a misfortune and anathema when his father drop him in the nearby orphanage and got married. The news shattered him. He has no words to express his in depth feelings. The orphanage itself runs in a very weak in economical situation and Radhaama spend all her salary for the welfare of orphanage. Muthu�s friends Kumar called him and show him a colorful cracker outburst in the sky. Though muthu tried to conceal his tears before his friend ,but Kumar recognized the reason for the silence .He realized the mistake he has done.
�Muthu I am extremely sorry da I haven�t mean it, I am terribly sorry da �
�Its ok Kumar, I haven�t take it in a wrong way �
Muthu moved with his stick provided by the government for physically challenged blind children.

Let us celebrate our Diwali with those children and lend our hands for them and make the diwali a colorful diwali. They need is not sympathy but Love �.One and only love

அன்புள்ள துறோகி

ish_nalini — Fri, 09 Nov 2007 07:41:51 GMT

அன்புள்ள துறோகிக்கு,
எங்கள் வீட்டு உப்பை தின்ற உனக்கு எவ்வளவு தைரியம்,வேண்டாம் வேண்டாமென்று எவ்வளவு தடுத்தும் என் வீட்டிற்குள் என் அனுமதி இன்றி நுழைந்து உன்வேலையை என்கிட்டயே காட்ட வந்தாய் நீ .எத்தனை பேர் வாழ்க்கையில் விளையாடிய போதிலும் ,விட்டுபிடிப்போம் அவனுக்கான நேரமிது என்று உனக்கு தானேடா பறிந்து பேசினேன்..அவ்வளவு பறிந்துறைக்கு காரணம்,என்ன தான் நீ கொடூரமானவனாக இருந்தாலும் அசுத்த உள்ளம் படைத்தவர்களை மட்டுமே நீ துன்புறுத்தினாய்...உன்னை ஒரு கட்டதில் வெறுக்க காரணம் துள்ளி விளையாடி கொண்டிருந்த என் தங்கை இப்போது நீ செய்த சதிகார வேலையினால் வெளியேவும் தலைகாட்ட முடியாமல் கூனி குறுகி கிடக்கிறாள். நயவஞ்ஜகா!!!..அது மட்டும் இன்றி பக்கத்து வீட்டு மாமியின் இடுப்பை தீண்டியதாக உன்னை பற்றி கேவலமான புகார்கள்..இதோ உன்னையும் உன்போல் சமுதாயத்தயும் அடியோடு ஒழிக்கிறேன் பார்..

என் தங்கையின் யானை கால் நோய்க்கும், யாரை கேட்டாலும் சிக்கன் குன்யா என்று புலம்ப வைத்த உன்னை .....Allout ஆக்குகின்றோம் ...ஒரு "ஈ" க்கு கூட துரோகம் நினைக்காத என்னை இப்படி கொலைகாரியாக்கிய கொசுவே ஜாகிறதை!!! இதை கூறவே இந்த எச்சரிக்கை "ஈ மெயில்"....

பதில் "ஈ மெயில்"
அனுப்புனர்: கொசுவத்தி சுருளினால் பாதிக்க பட்ட கொசு

ஏய்! என்ன தைரியம் உனக்கு, வீட்டு தொட்டி முழுவதும் பல அயிரக்கணக்கான வருடங்களாக தேங்கி கிடக்கும் தண்ணீர்,என்னலையே நாற்றம் தாங்க முடியாத திறந்து வைத்துள்ள சாக்கடை...சிவன் கோயில் குளம் போல உங்கள் தெரு முழுவதும் தேங்கி கிடக்கும் மழை தண்ணீர்...எனக்கு கொஞ்சமும் தராமல் முழு வழைப்பழத்தையும் திண்று விட்டு தூக்கி போட்ட பழ தோல்...இப்படி எல்லா தப்பையும் உங்கள் பக்கம் வைத்து கொண்டு எங்கள் வம்சத்தை அழிக்க போகிறாயா? ஜாக்கிறதை...
-கொசு
(இதோ "ஈ" மேயிலை படித்த கையோடு துடைப்பமும் கையுமாக நான்,கொசுவை அடிக்க அல்ல கழிவு நீரை அப்புற படுத்த!)