The Child in me!!!

Ever wondered as what kindles the child in us.Probably this is one of the rare instances where i may put a serious post.

I remember my childhood days when i wud never sleep without hugging my dad.To go to sleep i always wanted my dad to be with me. Those were the days i slept a lot earlier than i do today, but then i used to wait for appa to come back from office, finish his routine and come to sleep..:) I used to feel so protected being with him.. sometimes advice, sometimes pacifying ,sometimes stories.. I used to love the warmth i got from being with him.

Days rushed!! I am now a "Grown-up"(so called). Got into a software profession, things reversed. Appa now waits for me to come from office. He only goes to bed after seeing me in and more importantly after seeing me eat. Most of the time i am little too tired to even talk properly. I had almost forgotten the lovely days of childhood hugging and being with him eversince i got a separate room and private space for me...

Yesterday was a very dull day for me... There was no specific reason though... i had got stressed out. Was in an all-time foul moods.. This is when i realised i cant take it anymore, shutdown my system and headed home.

My appa and my family were elated to see me home @ 8( when they were awake!!). The elation and happiness in their face brought a smile on my face.
After a very long time had a hearty meal at home but still something was bothering me... I didnt feel like sleeping.. especially not sleeping alone.. I walked into my parents bedroom... started talking .. talking..( all kinds of topics starting from movies, career.. to marriages,retired life-- everything) and i kept talking.. I really cudnt stop because this was after a long time that i had such a nice talk with my parents and sis...

I asked my parents if i cud sleep with them.. they were so game for the idea.. i slept next to appa as i used to before.. when i hugged him drops of tears rolled down my eyes.. My stress had gone down, felt a sense of new energy... tears still kept rolling... i felt like a child which cries without knowing what it wants .. and only the parents warmth and pats stops its cry..and so it did yesterday for me!!

That is when i realised and discovered the child in me again!!!

Love my family!!!

Mokkai - From a Developer's Perspective!!!

Hey guys/gals.. back after a while.. One of my friends asked me what Mokkai meant... "Mokkai".. What exactly is "Mokkai"?.. well this was the answer i gave.. totally copyrighted to me... u can add additional clauses if you want to.. also do tell me if you find a meaning out of the definition..:D


"mokkai as defined by tamil local dictionary as.. a totally uncorreelated statement made with a purpose of making a staatement of sense making non sense with an amazing depth of creativity that is destructive(to others)... driving car bus and people insane:D This is MOKKAI "

HOWS IT!!!!

To Become a Poet

Well, I am very novice to blogging.. so pasting one of my old poems here( Hard core poets please forgive me for calling this a poem)

To Become a poet

If anyone asks of my hobby
proudly i reply "poetry"
'so you are a poet'
I often remain quiet.

This is an easy way to earn fame
though your theme is strong or lame
you often play with words,
Describing plants,trees and Birds

Gramatical errors termed poetic beauty
negative statements called irony
illogical words as pun
which often reaches none.

To become a poet inspiration one does require
which certainly cant be put for hire
To be shakespere,Milton or Wordsworth
Wit and imagination should easily comeforth

if these a poet does lack
He is certainly on a wrong track.

:)

My First (S)Crap

First of all my ernest apologies to all the people who have navigated to my blog(incidentally or accidentally) and found nothing here..Well lemme tell you you haven't missed much!! and my apologies are also due to my sweet blogger account which i kept dormant all these while:-)

Well not any more!!

Enjoy my craps from here on( Hopefully)

-Dwarak