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Thank You !!!

After spending some time to choose the title,I ended up choosing thank you.Nothing suits best other than this.

Travel has always been a passion.Yes,Who wouldn’t take break from routine life.In the busy and routine,I managed to get two days leave to attend my friend’s engagement.Like every one,I am excited over relaxing myself and visiting new place so as my friends.

Aralvaimozhi

Aralvaimozhi

We never expected such a warm welcome from my friend’s family.It’s time to talk about the place we visited.A place called Aralvaimozhi,a town in Kanyakumari,Tamilnadu where large number of wind farms are situated.We were taken away by breath taking scenery of the place and warm welcome and hospitality of her family.

Christmas tree in Church

Christmas tree in Church

Her parents and relatives took care of us very well even though they were busy in her daughter’s engagement arrangements.It’s a place where majority of Christians lives.People are enthusiastic and caught up with Christmas celebration mood.It was my first time seeing the Christmas celebration .Decorating house with Christmas tress,singing carols,Prayers which I have seen only in movies,I got a chance to see all these things .Her mother prepared feast all three days and fed us until our stomach explodes ;)Her engagement ended well with every one’s blessings.Two things I have seen from the three days are Being grateful to Jesus and Importance of Prayer.

Breakfast on the day of Christmas

Breakfast on the day of Christmas

Visiting Kanyakumari was in my wishlist.Finally, it’s fulfilled.My friend’s dad took us even every one was tired of previous day engagement.We are very thankful and owe them a lot.I have been there already when I was three. But It was not a age to remember things and excited over the wonders around the places. Kanyakumari,southern tip of India is famous for sunrise and sunset point,beaches,Vivekanandar rock,Gandhi Mandapam,Thiruvalluvar statue.

Kanyakumari beach

Kanyakumari beach

On the way to kanyakumari,uncle explaned the whole process of how wind mill functions.We were really wondered by the way he explained.I couldn’t believe I was at Kanyakumari since it was very clean compared to other beaches in India I have visited so far.It’s the place where Indian Ocean,Bay of Bengal and Arabian sea meets.After seeing the 133 feet Valluvar statue with own eyes,I was still confused whether this really statue was hit by the Tsunami waves .We were back from their home with lot of sweet memories.

Thiruvalluvar statue

Thiruvalluvar statue

I had so much fun with their family and my friends.I had no word to say when her mom said she couldn’t take care of us because of engagement.We bid good bye to her family after taking a picture with them.

Time really flies fast.It seems like I was thinking yesterday about the new year resolution.But we will be in the new year in one day.I have been quite busy from the mid of November.I should have made some time to visit my WordPress friends,I have read some of your posts and I could only spend time to read your blog and like the posts ,I will catch up with your archives soon.

I would like to thank you all and being a part of memories in 2013.It turned out as a wonderful year .Wishing you a happy and prosperous new year.May all your wishes comes true !!!

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Diwali- Festival of Joy

It’s a festival of joy.The day which I have awaited has finally came.

Diwali signifies different things.Diwali is to celebrate Lord Ram’s home return to Ayodhya after 14 years.Few centuries before,Naragasuran tortured and killed people to rule.So people prayed Lord krishna to defeat the the evil.To celebrate Naragasuran’s death,holy lights are lit up and day is passed down as a tradition as Diwali.So it is called as ‘Lighting festival”

Before one week itself,My grandmother,aunt and mom started preparing sweets and hots for Diwali. Before one decade,everybody in the family used to gather for the festival before 5 days.Now a days, it’s very difficult to celebrate a festival as a family since every one is scattered around for work and studies. At least I am glad every one gathered for the festival  before one day.

Every year It’s so much fun bursting crackers with my family,looking up at the sky in the night to look at the colorful night crackers .I wish time would tick slowly.Taking oil bath in the early,wearing new dresses, eating sweets,visiting temples,bursting crackers,grandma’s food preparation.Who wouldn’t long for it?

Let the celebration begin !!!

I always fond of tasting Grandma’s food preparation even though it doesn’t vary much from my mom.

Breakfast

Breakfast

My brothers have kept all the crackers under the hot sun light so that it will catch the fire and burst easily since it has been drizzling on the day of Diwali .The moment they kept the crackers,it started raining.Without knowing that,They were watching TV inside.

Crackers

Crackers

As usual,I was trying to capture Rithanika,She does her part very well by grabbing the camera.It was real fun running behind her the whole day.The child who just started speaking one or two words understands her grandma’s heart very well.She knows how to cheer up her grandma.Smile which shows her sprouted tooth washes away my grandma’s tiredness.

My Cousin ,Rithanika

My Cousin ,Rithanika

I am quite surprised when Rithanika is not scared of continuously bursting cracker’s sound because she runs away to her mom when she hears the sound of mixer grinder’s sound. Isn’t she interesting ??

It swirls faster than we expected

It swirls faster than we expected

The way my uncle and my brothers have burst the crackers have exceeded everyone’s expectation this year.

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Because of my beloved uncle,we all got the chance to watch the newly released most anticipated movie,”Aarambam[Starting]” on the day of Diwali.We haven’t wasted a second in order to enjoy and making memories.

Aarambam[Starting]

Aarambam[Starting]

Yes,Diwali is of sweets.It was so yummy and so I forgot to capture the pictures since I was busy in tasting it.I managed to capture only one.

Ladoo,Gulab Jamun ,Murukku

Ladoo,Gulab Jamun ,Murukku

Celebration isn’t ended.Still People are bursting the crackers though celebration got over.This festival warms every one’s heart and makes us remember this day through out the year.I am very glad to share my happiness with all of you.

Thanks for reading !!

I have missed so many posts while I have gone for Diwali to my native.I will catch up very soon.

Count down starts for next Diwali.

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Simple things brings happiness

Life is not always best but it is not bad because day by day it is getting interesting by finding new happiness or by nostalgia.This picture makes me to remember the olden days.Most of the times, real happiness not comes from big things;it comes from the simple things.For me one such thing is Kolam.

Kolam is a kind of South Indian art form of floor painting drawn by rice powder in olden days and using chalk powder now a days.I learnt it and became a half-perfectionist at the age of 10.In the month of December and January,most of the houses in TamilNadu will be decorated with kolam after waxing the floor with cow dung.Lot of special occasions will happen in the month of Margali [mid-December to Mid-January].There are lot of ways to draw a kolam [Rangoli,pullikolam,nelikolam etc].I asked my dad why we should we get up early decorate our houses with kolams particularly at the month of Margali using rice powder.

Rangoli

Rangoli kolam->Pongal festival

The answer I got from my father was “It will be very difficult for the ants to go far to collect the food in winter so that’s why we are using rice powder”.People also write welcome messages and it is a sign to welcome people to the house.I used to draw in front of the house using rice powder in my childhood.My mom always wish to make a big colourful kolam in front of our house during Pongal festival every year.When I look at this picture which is taken long back,it brings back the memories oflot of things.Drawing a kolam before sunrise is a tradition.I always end up getting up late and try to showcase my skills at least before noon.

One of my neighbors always tell me that drawing kolam is like solving a mathematics problem.Yes!If we miss out our concentration, there will be chaos in joining the dots and we will fail to make out a desired pattern.But the regrettable thing is it is in the list of one of the disappearing traditions in Tamilnadu.When I finish it perfectly the way I like,it brings utmost pleasure even though it’s a simple thing.I always want to make the big kolam every year.Expecting January soon in Calendar.

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I am not taking sides

Big war happening between
mind and heart.
When will they stop
arguing about HIM?

A Question mark rises
in both mind and heart.
Both are moving fast
in searching for the answer

Mind gives loads of
examples to prove his side
Heart is also not tired of
giving controversial replies.

Mind  always tries to
brings up the topic  to argue
but heart is always ready to
give the answer especially when
the topic is about HIM.

Don’t say you recovered
from fever because of HIM
Your Doctor and Mom helped
you when you were sick.
You are so stupid.

Who is stupid?It’s you.
HE exists everywhere.
Yes.HE is in your mom
and the doctor who took care

Mind didn’t stop there.
Who is behind scoring
good marks in exam.
Hardwork or God’s grace?

Heart gives quick reply,
Remember to not forget
HIS grace exists
besides hard work.

Mind is a bit tired of
talking back to heart.
Heart took this chance
and put forth the question?

Did India win the world
cup cricket match without
LUCK and GOD’s grace??
Reply quickly as you do usually

Mind is ready to give answer
ofcourse,heart is in for debate
but I wish  to take a break
from both of them now

Sometimes swaying towards heart
feels adventurous since I
strongly believe in invisible
terms like luck,destiny,
super power,god’s grace.

Sometimes swaying towards mind
seems practical to me since I
can visually confirm about
what is happening????

pooja room at my home

pooja room at my home

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