My Experiments with Life

Sissy graduated!!   Ms. Priya Balakrishnan, BE   Looks like only a few days back I posted a similar post for my graduation, oh, but that was 11 months and 27 days back! On 10 th of June, 2006.    

This is to post before I forget. There used to be an ad on TV sometime back (not anymore, I believe) I think it is Bajaj’s some bike’s ad. A guy comes home to his wife and son, from armed services, on a vacation probably. They have a rapturous reunion, and the very next morning, he receives a radio message asking all the men in service to report to duty immediately, since some emergency has risen in the meanwhile. He leaves for his work in some distant borderland on a Bajaj whatever bike, while his wife and son see him off with pride and pain. And the song in the background goes like this (in Tamil):   Naalai nadapadhai yaararivaaro, neeyo naano sollavum thagumo? Kaalam vaguthadhai edhirkondidave, ovvoru ganamum kaathiruppome, kaaathiruppome.   A very rough translation: Who knows what will happen tomorrow... would you or I be able to tell? Let’s wait every moment, to face what the time has designed for us.   H...

This is ONE poem, one of my favourites from school days. THE SOLITARY REAPER by William Wordsworth BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands 10 Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings?-- Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: ...