The Outsider

The 7 O'Clock bell,
Echoed in my ears.
The usual reluctance,
Made myself hide,
In the warmth of the wool.
I can't stay for long,
It is not the place to be.
A Sunday formality awaits.

The cathedral stands proud,
Magnanimous,the Dutch creativity!
With people of varied profiles,
With prayers and rituals,in order.
I came for peace,
I didn't get,precious!
My eyes were restless,
My mind was somewhere.

I hurried to leave,
To a world,strange,
With options, luring,
With resistance,negligible.
Where is spirituality?
Whom should I blame?
For making materials, my master,
Is it the world or the God?
(Or me?)

I walked further,
I saw people suffer,
I saw people laugh,
I saw the poor and the rich,
Strive to reach heaven,how?
Where is the equity?
Somebody should be reprimanded.
Is it the world or the God?
(Or me?)

The logic fights with the faith,
"Stop lying to myself",I said.
Take my mask,let me reveal myself.
Let me stop convincing the world.
Let the world know who I am,
What have I done so far?
You are the alpha and the omega,
But don't prompt me to trust.
(I won't,I can't)

A little big wish

Hey pretty cat,
Let me introduce myself.
I'm a mouse.
I want to tie a bell in your neck.
Consider it as my friendship gift.
You will look beautiful with that.
Shall I proceed?
Hope you wont eat me!!

Mother India celebrating her 63rd Independence

It is a wonderful feeling to be called an Indian. Yes!!I'm an Indian.

"Nobody will grant it , we have to grab it."

Tribute to those martyrs who made this happen.We salute your courage and sacrifice.
Independence day wishes to all Indians.

An empty tomb

Yet another Sunday is running to past.Every Sunday has something to do with an empty tomb.The word empty symbolizes failure or depleted resources unless it is used with the word tomb.
An empty tomb is having a lot of significance.It ensures us about a great promise,a promise which will strengthen us to strive for our destination.

Stepping to a sweet 22

When the past is gone,it is gone.No amount of imagery can perfectly reconstruct it.
With every word I type the past recedes and moves away beyond my grasp.
Perhaps just as well...

The infiltrator

A southern breeze,
with a contemptuous smile,
approached,

slowly but intentionally,
broke my barricade named,
resistance ,

and evolved a consensus,
on accommodation ,
granted ,

began its infiltration,
and vanished,
accomplishing ,

a mission which,
which left me without,
a heart.

A new word...

Open Software are gaining much popularity
now a days..The peculiarity of such software are
that the End Users can make amendments to such
software as they wish..LINUX is a good example..

But what about Open Languages?
Can a language be considered OPEN?

If it is , it is fine to add new words to such a
lively language like English or to make amendments ..
That is what Sarah Palin,the possible next president
of U.S , did...
In her tweet she urged the peaceful Muslims of
America to REFUDIATE their plan to build a mosque
near Ground Zero where the WORLD TRADE CENTER, which
was devastated in 9/11 attack, stood.

Actually she typed the word "refudiate" that is a
mixture of refute and repudiate.
American Bloggers noted the matter and the word became
famous....
However,the tweet was deleted by Mrs. Palin soon.
But why?
It may be because of the fear of humiliation....


The chances of declaring ENGLISH ,an OPEN LANGUAGE
should be considered..
If so the first word to be introduced new should be
PALINIATE named after Mrs. Sarah Palin.

You must be proud even if you loose

I've been a Netherlands supporter throughout the WC..
It's because your performance was so authoritative..
Football is a game of uncertainty..
I feel so sad for you to be unfortunate in the final..
But you have no reason to be sad..
You did it well..

Hey Wesley Sneijder,You're one of those Best Playmakers
the football has ever seen..
The people of your country must be proud to have such
a talented football team..
Van Persie , Arjen Robben ...The list continues..
Well done Van Merwijk..


Better luck next time..
Congrats Spain for your mighty achievement..

For it is not that easy to be an achiever...

The tip of an iceberg

Fake currencies is a big threat on India's existence..

IB reports indicates that criminal masterminds behind
the fake currency is the ISI, which freely supplies the
fake currencies to criminals and terrorists and thus
encouraging their antisocial activities in India..

The fake currencies which can challenge even the original
are printed with perfection..
Can you believe?

A national daily recently published a report that in U.P alone
more than 40 crores of fake currency is circulating..

But it is just the tip of an iceberg!!

Kerala too is one of the 8 safe places for such activity..

As per the economic times reports a good amount of the currency
you're dealing with can be fake..

Is it possible?

Yes,it is..

The International Racket behind fake currency circulation has
members extending from underworld kings to innocent people who
struggle to survive,who are used as carriers..

What should we do?
The only thing is to watch for the fake notes..
Learn how to identify the fake notes..
And if you are dealing with one don't get afraid with that
one minute scrutinity..
Immediately inform the authorities..

But what about the blind?
Let the man with sight help the blind..

Remember it is just the tip of an iceberg..
Warnings are not to be neglected..
Or you will see what lies beneath..

"On your mark,Get set,Go"

A gush of blood,
We started like a flood.

Some of us were swift,
For others,was a drift.

Sweat glands to rupture,
Eyes couldn't capture.

Some looked weary,
Nothing to do with fury.

In a hurry to finish,
Tracks usually vanish.

Where is the finish line?
Oh! There it is, Fine.

I had the courage,
But it was a mirage.

I couldn't run,
Crowds making fun.

I started first,
Others made me last.

End of the race,
Where to hide my face?

He

He stared at me,
With eyes of accusation

He's frowning,
Seems I'm melting.

He demanded a mask,
To hide his guilty face.

I wanted to escape,
But he wasn't even blinking.

He troubled my mind,
With a dagger in red.

He never lied,
Revealed me as I'm.

He contained the ruins,
Which I feared to expose.

My right was his left,
He changed my dimensions.

He is me,
I'm in front of the mirror.

I broke the mirror,
Now I'm free.

My best friend

Yesterday you were the candy,
Today you are the honey.

You are changing,
You can never be the same.

You never squabbled,
For my possessions.

I never whispered,
But you understood everything.

I was sleepy,
I slept in your lap.

Then I started hearing,
Lullabies from thin air.

You were my refuge,
Whenever I failed to rationalize.

You were numb,
Whenever I smiled.
(Are you jealous?)

But gave me your kerchief,
Whenever I cried.
(You can never be jealous)

I tasted you,
I smelled your aroma.

I went deep,
I found the chasm.

I never minded,
Falling in your abyss.

I want to be alone,
But only in your absence

Oh! dear friend,
You're none other than Loneliness.

The transformation

We often visit many factories..
Steel factories,Glass factories,Soap factories and so on..


Something recently introduced is so called "Jihadi factory"

Raw materials are mere human beings who can feel pain,who care for
each other and who follows noble principles of brotherly love..

The products are called terrorists
who are taught to do things,who lost their power of reasoning
during the transformation..

Ignorance is better than a little of knowledge

And finally the Summer Rains..

I'm in my new home and was around 6 p.m yesterday
(May 9th)
Laden with disturbing thoughts,I stood at the balcony
Playing mind games..
And calculations,never going to end..
I was humming to myself..
Now that I've completed my U.G exams I'm free..
Free in the sense without a job..
I can't blame the nerve-shaking economic uncertainty..
It's not fair to blame anybody..
I'm really struggling under heavy expectations..
I wish I could disconnect the pain..

"Expectations are the leechers of happiness"
Is it right? May be..
Is it the case with others? I don't know..
Many of my friends are going to work..
A job! I can't imagine..
May be I'm not mature enough for a job..
My tear glands were activated..
Thank God! My brain could sense my feelings..
I felt so embarrassed that I couldn't even cry..
Crying is a sort of relief..
Not always..
Am I abandoned?
The summer heat is so intense..
I felt difficult to tolerate..
I looked up to heavens..
I awaited a response from my father..
For an action there is a reaction..
A chilling breeze touched my cheeks..
Ahhh! I could sigh..
Soon I saw the search lights from heaven..
Bright beams!
I was in the spotlight..
A rhythm of thunder followed..
Then started the rains...
Winds grew stronger..
I feared it could drive my clouds away..
(Most often we're pessimistic,We don't have
time to think about the advantages..
We're busy analyzing the disadvantages)

The rains may satisfy the thirsty earth..
The flowers in my garden looked excited..
Their petals were glittering with water droplets
The rains were about to finish..
I was cherished with some good feelings..
It couldn't bring out a butterfly effect..
But was certainly a relief for an hour or two..
I waited until the last drop which splattered..
"Sajith",I heard my mom's sweet voice..
It was the call for the dinner..
Yesterday was the Mother's Day..
A day dedicated to all sweet mothers for their
condition-less service..

The Enemy of Intimacy

In a world of inanition,
Where appetency is inapparent,
Where people prefer to be inarticulate,
I'd rather be inanimate,
Than being intimate..

The Black Hole

It looked like an implosion
When I was passing by..

Struck with grief,
I went near.

Soon I felt,
The inevitable gravity

I remembered somebody telling,
"The universe is expanding".

Give me an opportunity
I could explain.

The only way left,
Was to let myself drown.

My bones were crushed,
And my spirit was squeezed.

I was reduced,
To a neutrino.

Everything goes in,
Or nothing comes out..

It was a black hole

My new job..

I was in time,
As always I will be
I had my certificates,
certificates of merit
properly arranged,
and appropriately organized..
As I was waiting the call,
I had a look at the candidates..
All seemed a little tense..
I took the advantage
I made some discussions
I couldn't convince them,
So I confused them.
Then came my number
I walked in..
with so much of confidence
There was seated the panel..
The dual membered board
which constituted
The Lord of The Universe
and beside him,The Daemon
I wished the members
"Be seated",I heard a voice
"Thank You sir",I replied
I made myself comfortable
I felt like I'm the fulcrum
In between North and South poles..
I handed over the files..
No change for the regular procedure..
I was a little tactful
So that I remained at the centre..
Not loosing anybody's interest
I explained my abilities
and I seemed so fluent in my answers
I was quite sure that they were impressed
"Tell me your mail ID",said the first member
"sjs88.4u@gmail.com",I replied
"You wont be pissed of,just a day's time",
assured the second..
I left the room,
with my head held high
I eagerly awaited the result
I refreshed my mail often
And finally my anxiety was ended
"I am selected"
"Congratulations",said my dad
I kissed him in return
I'm the new security officer
to watch the entrance,
which seperated the heaven and the hell
with quick chance of promotion..
To heaven,if I'm sincere
To hell,if I'm corrupted
Anyway I was sure of one thing
This job wont last for long..
But atleast for the name sake
I'm having a job
My new job..

What my teacher taught me today..

The best method to be happy in life
is to curb your expectations..

The role of fate..

Though many people won't accept that fate has something to
do with one's life,is it really the case?

I am having doubts..

The God of Small Things

In our life we often aspire for achieving great heights...

It's a strange fact that small events in our life gives us
the anticipation to reach great heights..

Be sincere in your small works and God will make you
the master of big things..

I should mention about a book written by the famous
environmentalist Arundhati Roy,'The God of Small Things',
for which she was awarded the prestigious Booker Prize.

It is a story about the childhood experiences of a pair of fraternal
twins who become victims of circumstance. The book is a description
of how the small things in life build up, translate into people's
behavior and affect their lives..

Expressions are not which matter..

I got some solid reasons to believe that true love needs less
expressions..

Just Copying!!

Kerala is popularly known as "God's own Country"
No doubt, it is one of the places one should see before dying..
What made Kerala God's favorite country?


One can say undoubtly that its traditional values and its culture
is playing an important role apart from its natural beauty..


But it's a pitty that we "The Malayalees" are neglecting our culture..
A western influence is felt everywhere..
(I'm not blaming the West)
I feel it is not that good to emulate things as it is..
The banes of copying things as it is should be analysed first..

As we are living in a world of endless tempting options,
everything has to be viewed in a Bird's Eye Angle and we should select
those advantageous things and reject the others..

It is an irony that the Non-Resident Indians(I mean the Keralites)are
trying their best to have something traditional inspite of their
busy schedule..Their efforts are to be appreciated.

We, The Keralites don't have time to do anything because we're
so busy with copying!!!

I salute those brave-hearts..

75 CRPF men were killed in the country's worst-ever Maoist attack in Chattisgarh.

"We are safe here because of your sacrifice..
Your memories will never vanish for they are
so deep in our hearts.."

I respect Mr P.Chidambaram,our Home Minister for accepting entire responsibility for what happened in Dantewada.

I hope that the Maoist threat will be curbed soon.

Hail CRPF..

In the middle of something..

Our college life is coming to an end..
We submitted our project..
A few exams left..
And it's all over..
I am not having much to miss..
Except some good freinds..
We are to be thrown into a violent sea..
The sea of life..
Without having much in hand..
Or with something inappropriate..

The resurrection

To crucify Jesus and to make him
resurrect has become a yearly routine..
Not more than that..
Our Lord should resurrect in our heart!
Let there be some light in our heart
Let the powers of darkness be defeated..

Easter wishes to all..

Day of crucifixion

Today my Lord received the penalty for my sins in the Calvary..
I have nothing to give him back except my life..

The Passover.

Today is the Passover festival..
I attended the Holy Communian Service in my church

The jews celebrated the passover festival to remember their liberation
from the mighty hands of Egyptian pharoah to the promised land of Canan..

I thought what is the significance of the passover festival in our life..
I came to a conclusion..

The passover festival should make us remember the great sacrifice
of Jesus Christ,the blood of the holy lamb,
the redemption which he granted us through it..


We should make ourselves ready for great sacrifices for the sake of others..
A self-denial is much demanded..
The word "Exodus" is having a much broader meaning
We should leave our old regimes back and begin a new journey..

A new journey to eternity...

It is the time to make a retrospection..
Where are we going?
What will you say at your last breath?


"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race,
I have kept the faith.Now there is in store for me
the crown of righteousness, which the Lord,
the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day —
and not only to me,but also to all who have longed
for his appearing" (2 TIMOTHY 4:6-8)

What I decided today...

I decided to follow these things to
be successfull in life..

1)To remain professional in my approach.
2)To remain silent when I'm getting angry.
3)To wait patiently until something gets granted.
4)To put sincere effort to achieve my aims.
5)To be disciplined in my spiritual life.

Tips to increase Vista Shutdown Speed

I've been using Windows Vista for more than two years...
It's going smooth..
Many people using Vista are concerned with increasing
the shut-down speed of their lappy or pc..
If you're having a freshly installed OS you won't be having
much problem with the shut-down..
But if your system is not formatted for a long time,
you will be pissed off with the delay..
It is for such a situation that I'm suggesting some cool tips..

If you're a high-end professional working with secure data,
I regret for this is not meant to you..Forget this..
If you're an end-user then you can try this..

It may be useful to create a restore point before you
try registry edit so that even if you make a mistake you
can easily recover...


Tip 1: Disable clearing the page file at shutdown

Page File is one which stores the User Activity Data
Although many people prefer to have the page file
cleared on shutdown for security reasons,
it does increase the shutdown time...
If the speed of things is more of a priority than security,
you can prevent Vista from clearing the page file by
completing these few simple steps

I am giving snapshots for you to understand easily

Press the Windows key + R in your key board
A window like below will pop up..
Type the command regedit and press enter











The following window will pop up..




Navigate to the following registry key: HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SYSTEM\CurrentControlSet\Control\Session Manager\MemoryManagement
(See the yellow highlighted portion)








Double click ClearPageFileAtShutdown.
Change the value to 0
Click OK
Close the Registry Editor.




Tip 2:Change the value of WaitToKillServiceTimeout


When you shut down Windows OS, it attempts to end all services that are
currently running. If a service does not respond nor shuts down, Windows
will wait a specific amount of time before forcing the service to end
Minimizing this time will have a nice impact on your shutdown..

Repeat the above procedure until you reach CurrentControlSet/Control
In the details pane, double click the WaitToKillServiceTimeout. The default
value may be 8050 milliseconds or 8.5 seconds.






Change the value to to 5000
Don’t try below 5000.
The system may hang up causing problems…

The person next door

Today I saw a movie,
"The Black Hawk Down".
Not intentional,But just came across

It is a film by Ridley Scott,the renowned director
known for Gladiator & Hannibal..
Produced by acclaimed Jerry Bruckheimer
known for Pearl Harbor & Armagedon

The story based on a real incident
It goes like this..
In 1993,an elite group of American Rangers &
Delta Force soldiers are sent to Somalia to capture a
violent warload whose corrupt regime has lead to starvation
of hundreds of thousands of Somalis.When the mission goes
quickly and terribly wrong,the men find themselves
outnumbered and literally fighting for their lives..


I wondered at the technical perfection..
The battlefield scenario is depicted as it is..
The struggle of the brave soldiers is brought about clearly..
The importance of proper acoustics in a film is felt..
The film won two acdemy awards for
Best Sound and Best Film Editing

The film is giving the inspiration to increase our concern
for the man at the next door..

I should mention "The Hurt Locker" directed by Katheryn Bigelow
which sweeped six of the Academy Awards for 2010 including
Best Picture and Best Director for Bigelow,
who became the first woman to win the award.
The film also swept many of the 2010 BAFTA awards.
It is a masterpiece which tells the heart-touching story of a
United States Army Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) team
during the Iraq War.

Hosanna in the highest..

Today is an important day for all the Donkeys..
Do you know why?
It is because this is the day when Jesus had a
ride on one of their ancestors..
This is the day of recognition..
And also submission..
A whole hearted submission will make you recognized..
Even if you're nothing,
You just give everything to the hands of Jesus
And watch how everything can be derived from nothing..

Let me hav a word...

Hello evrybody..
Its a nice thing that
i started receiving comments on ma blog..
Of which the one which i like the most is
"all those tings published was ur own outcome na,,,,,gud!!!
It is the height of approval na?

The things which I publish are not my sole outcome..
I like to share the most striking things
from what i hear n see daily..
I do like to publish my ideas and my poems..
Please post your comments and do encourage..

Sajith

Some famous dialogues

"I dont want to be a product of my environment,
But I want the environment to be a product of mine"

"Think global,Act Local"

Mr. Unfortunate

I was surrounded by water,
But not even a drop to drink..
I took the ticket,
But I missed my train..
I wanted to live like human..
But circumstances was the villain..
I got a lot of money,
But I died before spending it..
I had a lot of talents,
But I got nobody to encourage..
I found my sweet-heart,
But she was the mistress of loneliness..
I was gifted with parents to love me,
But I couldn't feel their love..
I got vaccinated,
But was already infected..
I found the door,
But I lost the key..
I had knowledge,
But I failed to apply..
My army was strong,
But tactics made the difference..
I strived to reach my destination..
But I took the wrong turn..

And destiny planned something else for me..

The Motel

Is it the end of the world?
I looked around,weary
to see nothing.
a battle for survival
with everything contaminated.
With my bottle empty,
I was alone in the road
with my head heavy,
and my sight dim.
I had to stop for the night.
A cool wind blew my hair apart.
There she stood
in the entrance
of that trail motel
with her lips glowing red
broadcasting for survivors
Is it heaven or a hell?
I'd made my decision
she lighted the candle.
I saw somebody dancing,
in the courtyard.
I was stunned..
"How could they..?"
I was interrupted.
"some dance to remember,
others to forget"
We're the slaves
of our own device.
She filled the glass.
I made my throat wet.
We gathered for the dinner
to see someting strange
in my plate.
I stabbed it with my knives,
But I couldn't kill it.
I couldn't stay for long.
She filled my bottles
"Thanks for the courtesy"
I couldn't thank her more.
I ran for the door,
to find the passage back
to the place I was before.

A word on education...

"Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterward."

-- Vernon Law

Education should be mainly based on experience.. Education shouldn't be merely the fulfillment of a curriculum.It should nurture the hidden capacities of a child and groom them into responsible citizens of the future..

Education should not only be contemporary and conceptually relevant but also accessable,affordable,appropriately leveraged with technology,inclusive,sustainable and constantly scalable..

Education should be for excellence and not merely for a job..If you'

re excellent then the job automatically follows you..

Think reverse..

It will be drastic....

You will get a job..But you will be kicked off for sure when some experts comes..

Classrooms are now becoming the most comfortable place for a student to sleep..

One who excels from his education will always be an expert or vice versa...

An incident in Haryana

A panchayat in Bhiwani in Haryana has annulled a marriage between a boy and girl of the same clan. The meeting was headed by former Haryana Chief Minister Hukam Singh.The newly weds have fled to Rajasthan fearing for the lives but their family back home is at the receiving end. Not only is it ostracized, the panchayat has even banned them from selling their land.The turnout at the panchayat meeting called to decide what punishment should be given to the family whose son married a girl from the same clan was very high. In rural Haryana where the writ of the panchayat is feared more than the law of the land, the former chief minister was quick to pass the verdict."We can't allow this. They have to break it or face action. This can never be allowed. This is our law," the former CM declared.

The panchayat ruled that the wedding must be terminated within a week, else strict action will be taken.Sixty-year-old Randhir Singh and his wife have been ostracized ever since their son, Sribhagwan, married a girl from the neighbouring village a fortnight ago.After the wedding, the couple fled to Rajasthan, where Sribhagwan works as a police constable.Caught between the panchayat's diktat and hostile villagers, his parents now live in fear.

"What can we do? We are not safe here. Panchayat is against us and the entire village," says Randhir Singh.The panchayat has now banned the family from selling their land. And if they decide to leave the village, the panchayat would take over their property.

Some interesting facts:

-> The incident happened on the same day when the UPA alliance tried to pass the Women Reservation Bill.(No security even for men,I wonder what is case with women?)

->The Khap panchayat was headed by former Haryana Chief Minister Hukam Singh.

->There are some laws in our country exclusively made by some states

which are above the law of the land.

It is shame to Indian Democracy.. It is time to review the statement "Sovereign Soocialist Democratic Republic" India is becoming a "Land without Laws" Incidents like that of Great artist M.F.Hussain clearly indicates that.. It is the time for me,my brothers and my sisters to act..It is the time to wipe out all unwanted... It is shame to Indian Democracy.. It is time to review the statement "Sovereign Soocialist Democratic Republic" India is becoming a "Land without Laws" Incidents like that of Great artist M.F.Hussain clearly indicates that.. It is the time for me,my brothers and my sisters to act..It is the time to wipe out the unwanted...

My skylark

I was so cruel
I was so selfish..
I imprisoned my skylark in a prison..
The strongest prison in the world..
One much stonger than the Alcatraz
You're not to be mistaken..
Its not made of steel..Not of iron..
Its walls are made of love..

Without knowing her passions..
her ambitions...
She was thirsty for something..
I didn't mind..
She was weaping..
I didn't notice..
Finally she fainted..
I was sad..
I didn't understand what was my mistake..
I did love her..
Didn't I give her enough?
I heard somebody whispering at me..
"Foolish guy"
I was forced to make a retrospection..
Then i realized my mistake..
Something I should never have done..
What am I?
A man who created a hell with love..

I released my skylark ..
It dissappeared in the air..
I was empty..
With my eyes full of tears..
I thought it would never come back..
A result of my bad business..
I kept my eyes wide open..
I was longing for her..
All of a sudden..
I heard a melody...
From the heavens..
I identified the voice..
It's my skylark..
Soon came the realization..
The things that she wanted..
To soar in the sky...
To recite poems in her loneliness..
To beg mighty Zeus for the rains...
I wept..
Tears of happiness..
Soon came the thunder..
And then the rains..
I was blushed..
Moreover she is the SKYLARK..