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I am HIS little angel here for a greater cause.I am running this blog to hone my writing skill and widen my thoughts. I am very true to the title"The Mirror Image of my thoughts".

Tuesday, March 31, 2009


Well, This is my first poem. i wrote this poem soon after Art excel course(Art Of Living course for kids). I was then hardly 7 yrs old. The poem's title and the poem goes like this....


My Guruji is a flower

HE is not a simple flower

HE is as sweet as a Rose flower...

But,more sweet than a Rose Flower...

How am I HIS Little Angel...??

I f you ask me why i call myself HIS LITTLE ANGEL,then i have a story to tell you.

I was then hardly 7yrs old. We had a family trip to Bangalore ashram and we could meet guruji on the day we reached the ashram. We were fortunate enough to sit with him for two hours and had lots of fun....

We stayed there for two days. Leaving the ashram is nothing less than killing me. I cry from Bangalore till Salem. I wonder as even now i do the same.

Before leaving ashram we went to meet guruji. They all took his blessings and so did i. My heart was truly sinking but somehow i managed to control the tears.

I took his blessings . He held me close to his heart and said"MY DEAR LITTLE ANGEL, guruji is also leaving tomorrow. You can come here whenever you want na...?" and he gave me a teddy bear which said "i love you".

From then i call myself as HIS LITTLE ANGEL as the words of my master can never remain untouched by the nature...it is always true so I AM HIS LITTLE ANGEL!

Friday, March 20, 2009

The Depth Of My Life...

As silent as the
I Stay alone in

With the heart of a
sincere seeker and soul
of a healer.

Behold me staying
know ...

Life is a journey and
many travels
with me...

My friend and my foe
all are here only
to know the

Neither fame nor name
can help me,as
nothing stays long..

Hey! weary traveler..
in the cycle of birth
and death..

Where are YOU heading to??
Knowing the truth your
sole MISSION...Alas!
You fail to give it a

Monday, March 16, 2009

MY sweetheart ...JUHATTI....

My grandma named him 'johny'. Stupid name right? I know. I tried my best to change his name but it was in vain as my grandma is stern with stuffs like me..after all she is my grandma right....

Anyway, i named him JUHATTI. My sweet little doggy. I told grandma that 'johnykuttan' when said in Hindi is JUHATTI. I saw her struggling to hide her laughter.She knows pretty well that i be fooled her as i am always blunt to people.

I was with my doggy only for four days. But, within these four days, he taught me manythings. well, lemme share some of them with you...

The first thing that i noticed in him is Naturality. He is the same with everyone and is quite natural.He doesnt want to create a good image about him as we do many a times when situation demands. He is happy for what he is. .Because of is this quality he could capture my heart.He has no inhibitions..stress or tension.

If you guys dont know the meaning of the word Loyalty ,i tell you,your petdog can teach you better than anyone else.Juhatti is the embodiment of loyalty. I shouted at him,screamed at him,ignored him(when he irritates me to the core)and what not...but, he is the same to me...Loyal to his master!

And finally Love. It is from him that i realized that love has no boundary. Creed,age,species nothing is a bar as love is a universal truth that rules the world! I am a homosapien and he is from the animal kingdom.Still, he loves me and tells me his problems and discomforts..

I think it is better to love animals as they never hurt us! Love you..JUHATTI!

Thursday, March 12, 2009


Long way to go...
Over the thorns of obstacles
with the pain of an
amateur,I have
a long way to go !

Not much perfect as
am still an amateur...when
determination strikes my
heart and commitment kindles
my soul..i KNOW,I
have a long way to go !

Life a gift from HIM.
you know its meaning never
till you discover..And

its a battle with the evil..
the air of terror and horror
may take away my GIFT
Still, I am stern as 'FEAR'
is a word in coward's dictionary!


An EXPERIENCE of mine with my MASTER!

It is something really personal and i didn't want it to be shared as many of you don't know my master.Well, lemme now share it with you...

Then i was the representative of 2nd.A, a smart,talkative ,studious little girl.My world was my master and my days started with swapna teacher's class and ended with a sound sleep with my brothers beside me.

Days passed away and came the day when we were standing one among the queue for the darshan of my master.

HE was then sitting on a chair and his body was covered with a dupatta.Though i was spellbound, somehow I managed to speak to him.I always wanted to have A+ grade in all the exams i wrote. But,the irony of the fate was that i missed it often for a single percentage. I asked GURUJI to touch one of my fingers. One among them was A+ and the other was A grade. Guruji touched in A grade and that was something which a 7 yr old couldnt hold. I could feel my heart sinking with pain. I started to weep and seeing this guruji held me close to his heart and asked me what was the problem. I wanted to speak as HE is the person i love the most but couldnt as my throat got choked.

My father explained everything to guruji and HE said that " YOU WILL GET A+ LATER..OK? THEN EVERYBODY WILL COME TO KNOW THAT". My little heart was not satisfied with the answer he gave and thus i continued weeping.

Years rolled away like the waves of an ocean. Then i was in 12th std,still studious but well balanced.It was may 24th ,the" CBSE results are out". said the newspaper.As my master's words can never remain untouched by the nature, I scored 91 PERCENT(A+) plus SCHOOL TOP.He also gave me an additional gift.."BEST STUDENT AWARD 2007-2008".

Even today, my name is written in golden letters in my school and as HE said everybody came to know my score....I know! Its all because of HIm...and HIS grace...

Nothing in my life is untouched by you....
My breath seeks your consent to breath...
Soul no different....

There is no death for my faith in YOU.....though