I never bother about your shirt, or your hair. I only bother about the smile on your face.
Especially when you see me.
Lots of love.
Especially when you see me.
Lots of love.
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Monday, June 17, 2013
Sky is Clear Here!!!
Till I come and stay in Coimbatore, June was a month of monsoon. In Kerala there was no single day that we wouldn't get drenched in the rain during these months. Just like school bag and books, umbrella is a sure shopping product for every school joining children. It is not the case with Coimbatore. Days are so windy here during this month and might flew away all the rain clouds. We can hardly see a drizzle on some days. Yesterday my mother phoned and said it's raining heavily here so its very difficult to dry up the washed clothes. When she hung up the phone I looked at the clear blue sky.
Taken at evening from our hostel terrace.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Her Wish
She is trying to be a daughter of her father’s wish
and act according to his flowchart
And a sister of her brother’s wish
and offers him the toys that she loved the most
A lovely wife of her husband’s wish,
satisfying all his needs, forgetting hers
But she really wishes to be a man, even in her
next birth and to be himself and live for himself
-Athira M. K.
and act according to his flowchart
And a sister of her brother’s wish
and offers him the toys that she loved the most
A lovely wife of her husband’s wish,
satisfying all his needs, forgetting hers
But she really wishes to be a man, even in her
next birth and to be himself and live for himself
-Athira M. K.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Hidden
Gentle breeze
Countless stars
Yet another dinner as
in the daily routine chart.
Most things are predictable
in that school apart from
the feelings that rush
through the minds.
I waited for him
under the shady tree
which hides me from
the fluorescent lamp.
And I remained hidden
throughout my life.
-Athira M. K.
Countless stars
Yet another dinner as
in the daily routine chart.
Most things are predictable
in that school apart from
the feelings that rush
through the minds.
I waited for him
under the shady tree
which hides me from
the fluorescent lamp.
And I remained hidden
throughout my life.
-Athira M. K.
Difference
“Mia, you look so smart in your school uniform”.
I said to my cousin while she has been dressed up by her mother for the first day of her school. I eagerly looked over the innocent face for her cute reply, but I saw a tiny tear drop on the brim of her lashes. I felt sorry for her.
I saw me in her place and hardly found any difference. It may be the Donald duck on the umbrella has been replaced by ben 10. But I saw a large difference in the attitude of students. Everyday is filled with strange and dreadful incidents. When I was at school I couldn't think of a boy killing his classmate. Now the society has witnessed that too.
Dear I’m really worried about you.
-Athira M. K.
I said to my cousin while she has been dressed up by her mother for the first day of her school. I eagerly looked over the innocent face for her cute reply, but I saw a tiny tear drop on the brim of her lashes. I felt sorry for her.
I saw me in her place and hardly found any difference. It may be the Donald duck on the umbrella has been replaced by ben 10. But I saw a large difference in the attitude of students. Everyday is filled with strange and dreadful incidents. When I was at school I couldn't think of a boy killing his classmate. Now the society has witnessed that too.
Dear I’m really worried about you.
-Athira M. K.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
CEK LH
I woke up hearing a classical song from the other room. This practice for the ‘Voice of Rithu’ must have been started from the early morning. All others in my room are still sleeping. Yesterday’s late night dumbsherads made us so tired. The timepiece which kept aside the pillow showed 6 ‘O’ clock. Somehow I stepped down the double decker bed and headed towards the browsing zone. On the way, I took some water from the water purifier. Even though the hostel mess provides black coffee, I prefer this. Though the browsing zone exists in the corners of every floor, it is fairly occupied often. I checked my fb notifications and the mail inbox. Nothing unusual… quite an ordinary day. I have given a full stop for my browsing; otherwise it steals my whole day.
On the way back to my room, I entered room no: 57. My intention was to borrow Gopika’s ADA notebook for copying yesterday’s problems. In the room I found her along with other three, cracking some code for the online programming competition. “When more brains unite, the result will be quick and clear”. I walked out of the room without disturbing them. I came back to the room and found the other two has just woken up. In LH all wake up late on weekends.
The thermocol, charts and marker pens all scattered in the floor as such we had put on yesterday. We have work yet to complete for the upcoming cultural fest. Suddenly my cell phone beeped. It was a message from Anju. She is lazy enough to come to our room next to hers, so she often texts. I opened the message and it displayed.
Hw abt d idea f goin 2 beach 2day?
That message really made us excited. We really need a break especially a hang out. Soniya and Suja ran out of the room to take a count of people of our batch who are interested with. All together 28 people liked to move to the beach. So we decided to go by the Kollam-Punalur passenger train which reaches Kottarakkara by 11.05 am. The ticket costs only Rs 4 per head which is really, really economical. I rushed to the bathroom to avoid the unavailability. Bathroom is the only thing which we find shortage but only at the times we badly need it. I bathed too fast to avoid the knocking at the door.
“I should also buy an eye-artist like this one”. I thought while creating an outer line for my eyes. “The breakfast is ready. You can have it in the mess hall. “ The speaker which kept in the middle of every corridor shouted. All good and bad information we came to know through this speaker. Breakfast is Idli-Sambhar for every Saturday. I moved to the mess hall along with my roommates. The mess was so colorful with us. We love to be more fashionable when we are with our gang. We left the hostel by 10.45 after putting a signature in the movement register.
-Athira M. K.
-Contributed for College Magazine 2011-12
On the way back to my room, I entered room no: 57. My intention was to borrow Gopika’s ADA notebook for copying yesterday’s problems. In the room I found her along with other three, cracking some code for the online programming competition. “When more brains unite, the result will be quick and clear”. I walked out of the room without disturbing them. I came back to the room and found the other two has just woken up. In LH all wake up late on weekends.
The thermocol, charts and marker pens all scattered in the floor as such we had put on yesterday. We have work yet to complete for the upcoming cultural fest. Suddenly my cell phone beeped. It was a message from Anju. She is lazy enough to come to our room next to hers, so she often texts. I opened the message and it displayed.
Hw abt d idea f goin 2 beach 2day?
That message really made us excited. We really need a break especially a hang out. Soniya and Suja ran out of the room to take a count of people of our batch who are interested with. All together 28 people liked to move to the beach. So we decided to go by the Kollam-Punalur passenger train which reaches Kottarakkara by 11.05 am. The ticket costs only Rs 4 per head which is really, really economical. I rushed to the bathroom to avoid the unavailability. Bathroom is the only thing which we find shortage but only at the times we badly need it. I bathed too fast to avoid the knocking at the door.
“I should also buy an eye-artist like this one”. I thought while creating an outer line for my eyes. “The breakfast is ready. You can have it in the mess hall. “ The speaker which kept in the middle of every corridor shouted. All good and bad information we came to know through this speaker. Breakfast is Idli-Sambhar for every Saturday. I moved to the mess hall along with my roommates. The mess was so colorful with us. We love to be more fashionable when we are with our gang. We left the hostel by 10.45 after putting a signature in the movement register.
***
We had a very enjoyable day with our friends. On the way back one friend in the hostel phoned me to inform that the gate will be closed soon. I heard the speaker shouting- “The gate will be closed within a few minutes. Inform those who are outside” through the phone. We reached the Kottarakkara station by 6.20 pm. And reached the hostel before 6.30pm (closing time). At night I thought about this wonderful hostel life which made us more adjustable and independent person. Hostel life gives more time to do what we like. It allows combine study as well as group dance practice. It gives more enthusiasm and more team-spirit. Above all it gives more true friends.-Athira M. K.
-Contributed for College Magazine 2011-12
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