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By  mohan   23:01 | 6/Nov/2008 | 5 Comment(s)
Behold Your Tears

Behold Your tears..!!

Never I imagined, I would ever beckon to this form

I wished to be the Sun when you desired light

craved to be the moon when you favored dark

but, I experienced emptiness often

with my mind encaged in feelings about you..

crying inside, you were always pretending,

to crush your usual smile within you..

I know how much tears you would have shed...

while you were yelling and sobbing from inside

you have blemished that you cud get peace

and just kept me away from your worries

fearing that I may be disturbed, but

it has rather made me deserted, believe..

I have never felt your absence until

a single soul there who cared me..

shared your feelings as you were always..

believe, some time this stillness long for me to cry

and asked my self, why kept me away?

I never been an obstacle to any of your desires

but you decided to hold back your tears within

this really drive ache through me

till you unlock your heart

I felt sad when freed your mind to me and

I realized the reason for the tears you shed out

I never knew the extent of your tears..

until I knew how much your heart was troubled

you were holding inside not the tears but

memories of your past, truth of present..

and the anxiety towards future.


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By  mohan   15:09 | 1/Nov/2008 | 8 Comment(s)
Random Thoughts

Random Thoughts….!

 

I believed there would be some one

who could change my life,

some one who could make me cheerful

through out my life.

I believed, there will not be a single set back

that we could over come,

if we were together.

I believed ours could be an ever lasting,

enduring, forgiving

caring and nurturing friendship..

I believed there was every reason to fill the souls

with total love so divine,

I believed that I could swim to the distance

for a perfect love,

but, unsuccessful to finish the vastness

lost myself in the whirl….

                   I believed that some one would appear

and save me from the twist,

to my shock, I found you there to escort me

to our destiny …and… togetherness!!.

 

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By  mohan   14:38 | 4/Oct/2008 | 6 Comment(s)
My Shattered Dreams...

My Shattered Dreams…

With memories of our past..

A feeling developed within
to let thoughts out with sorrows
A message refined as a spark
I hate all my dreams which never been..

blissful to me and now being dead.
Now my heart filled  with hate for lust
and yelling for my end, eternally.

This crushed spirit has already departed
leaving a space filled with dread..
Shattering all vibes inside my heart
killing life within the rotten shield

as a body without a life within

Its hard to hold memories of some one

I cud never be with…

I hate my dreams that was only the frowns

but, I will have a sleep with a smile

when I depart from this verve………

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By  mohan   11:37 | 2/Oct/2008 | 5 Comment(s)
Growing Older.......

I got this forward from my daughter...thought to share with my iland friends...so enjoy this beautiful inspirational story...

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY….. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL

 

The first day of school our professor introduced him and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know.

I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.

"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."

"No seriously," I asked.

I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age...

"I always dreamed of having a college education! And now I'm getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends.

Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop.

I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went.

She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students.

She was living it up.

At! The end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.

I'll never forget what she taught us.

She was introduced and stepped up to the podium.

As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said,

"I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me!! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.

When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER,

GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get; We make a Life by what we give.

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.

If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

Pass this message to all except you and me.

If you choose not, then you refuse to bless someone else..

"Good friends are like stars... You don't always see them, but you know they are always there."

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By  mohan   17:00 | 30/Sep/2008 | 3 Comment(s)
It's time to celebrate...!!

It’s time to celebrate!!

 

its finally here, the nine nights of euphoria, the dhol ( drum) beats and non stop frenzied dancing,  garba…. and dandiya raas …. the garba fever getting off from today,

unlike we celebrate the navaratri..in kerala as saraswathi pooja,  its different here...there is no “pustakapooja” or “ezhuthiniruppu”...nothing special here on that lines ..all go for the colours, music, dance..for the biggest festival of Gujarat the NAVRATRI….this time under the shadow of fear from the recent blasts…all major garba venues in city will have CCTV to keep a watch on potential terror threat.. every evening each venues will intake about 10000 traditional dancers from all sectors of life ..

and for a change the joy will not short-lived, the nip in the autumn air along with the colourful extravaganza will add more sparkle to navratri, the dandia beats will evoke a shared emotion of festivity and ecstasy as Gujarat looks all set to wear a festive look for nine nights making the whole experience magical. my daughters also never get away from this. they wrap themselves in the traditions and roam with their friends irrespective if the day or night..yes..girls and ladies here all wander  one to other place looking which is the best made to dance at their fancy rhythms ( not a particular style) now mostly the traditions gave way to DJ musics..  and ...navaratri brings in an element of nostalgia for them, who has performed with vibrant costumes from their age of 3...we all delighted to see when our maiden issue, I mean first kid  in the ring of joy and togetherness...

 

its all about an unadulterated fun...enjoy with all its essence, there are, of course the bad consequences too being occurred some where, exploiting the freedom offered by  parents  to their teenagers, for  this particular festivity ...specially  doctors will be very busy for few months specially in Baroda famous for its aftermath abortions, and mint money  from the next two months, hope, you must have got the point...its also learned this time chemists expecting extra sales in e-pills and stocked to meet the expected demand for it already….. its the only dark colour of the fesivel….but yeah, no other time is so excited, colourful, sparkle and togetherness than navaratri time...

 

the navratri fever is on and will continue for 9 long nights…and the region never sleeps on all these nine days…girls from all over will be craze to shop of their favorite backless sexy cholies..(blouses)….now a days tattoos also taken place to decorate their bare backs and navel area with special care taken to skin by noted skin specialists ..exorbitant charges has been collected for this by  popular clinics. let the nine nights begin with an early  entry of chilled winter and back shine…

 

don’t you like to be one among in the middle of garba circle … you all iland friends are invited to join us at Gujarat to celebrate the navratri festival with all its joy and cheers...

 

 

 

 

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By  mohan   12:19 | 27/Sep/2008 | 4 Comment(s)
Grief

Grief..!

 

I was, loosing  all my verve

The murky darkness imprisoned the sun,

Denying it’s shining

My inner misty hit  though  that I hate..

Cursed the moment turned out  apologetic

Enclosing  my eyes with tears

Hurting my worthiness

And my oddity flown in the air

My added behavior tinted,

why you took away my esteem out of me?

I give up all my desires,

My sins and hidden sores within,

Still thoughts hunted  me ,

my wounded feelings  yearned,

but  not a single stain left,

Will you realize my painful stance?

 

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By  mohan   15:11 | 25/Sep/2008 | 6 Comment(s)
lost soul...

Lost soul..

 

Your core like an adorable bloom

 Smashing me it remains

I am on the edge with out the guts,

My heart searched for the lost soul,

To rest it  in to its root

I know I am addicted for having,

your bouquet of care

I could not live with out a single plunge of it

I will depart this life with out you

My heart is going to come apart before it dies

Only you could help me to regain my mortal,

I wish your warmth and your being will come..

to walk by side to share me happiness

with those  verses of love ,

 will you repeat it once again dear ?

To smash away my troubles..

And it will last till the hamper of my defeat

I wish to hear it in your own voice,

I build my castle with bubbles of drops..

so that I can see through, your being,

Though I may perish within my castle..

I will then arrange a podium to greet you

To feel our togetherness at least for a day

I would not have that accord in my life ever..

until your appearance on that day…!!

 

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By  mohan   12:17 | 25/Sep/2008 | 4 Comment(s)
Best mail from my friend till date...

I received this beautiful mail from my friend Ms.Eshaan...posting it to my iland friends....enjoy it...

 

God created the donkey

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and said to him.
"You will be a donkey. You will work un-tiringly from sunrise to sunset
carrying burdens on your back. You will eat grass,
you will have no intelligence and you will live
50 years."
The donkey answered:

"I will be a donkey, but to live
50years is much. Give me only 20years"
God granted his wish.

....................................................................

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


God created the dog

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and said to him:
"You will guard the house of man. You will be his best Friend.
You will eat the scraps that he gives you and
you will live
30years.
You will be a dog. "

The dog answered:

"Sir, to live
30years is too much,give me only15 years.
" God granted his wish.
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God created the monkey


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and said to him:
"You will be a monkey. You will swing from branch to branch doing tricks.
You will be amusing and you will live

20
years. "
The monkey
answered:

"To live
20years is too much, give me only 10years."
God granted his wish.

....................................................................

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Finally God created man...

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and said to him:
"You will be man, the only rational creature on the face of the earth.
You will use your intelligence to become master over all the animals.
You will dominate the world and you will live
20years."

Man responded:

"Sir, I will be a man but to live only

20
years is very little,
give me the
30years that the donkey refused,
the
15years that the dog did not want and
the
10years the monkey refused.
" God granted man's wish
................................................................


And since then, man lives

20
years as a man ,

marries and spends

30
years like a donkey,
working and carrying all the burdens on his back.


Then when his children are grown,
he lives
15
years like a dog taking care of the house
and eating whatever is given to him,


so that when he is old,
he can retire and live
10years like a monkey,
going from house to house and from one son or
daughter to another doing tricks to amuse his grandchildren.


That's Life.

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By  mohan   11:48 | 8/Sep/2008 | 5 Comment(s)
My Love beats....

My love Beats ! 

I have every reason in my life,

believing you are my glazing star

I am in no way to feel gloomy

That we were late to meet.

You filled my heart long ago,

A space occupied by none before

The door of my heart open only for you,

Is that you who always knocked?

Whispering the words

 “I love you”

I grasped the meaning of your hugs.

With those fascinating language in your eyes,

It was the reflection of my life,

That I found in my thoughts,

It’s the same words that I always heard in my core..

Now our two hearts bound each other, 

My life is now rewarded;

 it’s no more a daydream,

I saw your face upbeat with delight

When our lips shared the warmness with passion..

That mutely said the myriad stories of the past

I trust, you are the God sent, for being with me forever

You are mine and continue till the end

Our love would be pure and true

Oh God! Thank You!!,

My dreams come true and forever…

As you are My Life for ever… 

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By  mohan   09:59 | 21/Aug/2008 | 5 Comment(s)
Its you.....

Its You….

 

Hastily sleeping in the immense gloominess

I was thinking about my craving soul..

Like a broken kite it was floating

I cud see an image so exciting...

An naive adorning face flashed

all the way through gently..

Born to take the place as my princes..

Longing to conceal in my soul,

I lifted my adored in my arms

Her velvety body rubbed with mine idly

The loving touch pierced in ,

I loved all that blemish things

that you played on me .

 

I was thrilled and lost in

a captivating feeling encircled

I thank my loneliness and your softness

stimulating passion within in me

Neither you nor me wished

to surrender ourselves..

 I saw the bliss and the pace of music that trampled

The silence filled in my yearning, in my solitude…

Enjoyed the sweetness of silence and the ecstasy

I realized life without you a blank and baffling…

I cud see my life in front of me…

Its so exciting if you are there.

 

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