A Bee In Your Bonnet!!

The guy, who took the seminar was literally begging. "Anybody, please ask questions!!!" "Do you want any clarifications???" "Any queries!!??" There seem to come no response from the audience. He looked at the left hand-side audience and asked, "Anybody,questions???". Everybody were sitting like, "Anybody was screaming here???!!". After getting are-you-talking-to-me kind of response from the left side group, he turned his attention to the right hand-side audience. This time, he did not want to face the same reaction. So, he pointed out some person and asked, "Ask me a question. You must be having lots of questions. ". That guy, who was pointed out, started talking to his neighbor, though he had not talked to him earlier. See, this is the scene which we often watch,on seminar halls and office meetings.This can be called as "Listening Mode" of brain . If you think about it, this is a kind of mode, where onl

காலையில் ஒரே  மகிழ்ச்சி அருமையான ஒரு கவிதை தோன்றியது சேமித்து வைக்கவில்லை மாலையில் சேர்த்து படைத்து கொள்ளலாம் என்று! மாலை வருவதற்குள் சில பல நிகழ்வுகள் பல  பல விமர்சனங்கள் வாள் சண்டையிட்டு கொண்டிருந்தன பல கேள்விகள் ! சிதைந்து போயிருந்தது  எனது  கவிதை ! எனக்குள் மோதி கொண்டிருந்த கேள்விகள் கொஞ்சம்  கொஞ்சமாய் எனது கவிதையை கிழித்து அழித்து கொண்டிருந்தன ! மிச்சம் இருப்பதையாவது படைப்போம் என்று மனதை தேற்றி கொண்டு  உட்கார்ந்திருந்தேன் மாலையை எதிர்நோக்கி !! அதற்குள் அழிந்து விடுவாயா என் கவிதையே!!

Anamika had a life-long desire to reach the highest altitude of Anaimudi Hills. After all, she was living right down the hills. But there were lots of barriers. Lots of barriers not on the way to the hill, but were well settled in and around her house. Yes, they were her parents and relatives. Finally, one fine Sunday morning, Anamika decided to go, visit and admire the place, of course, without anybody knowing. It was Sunday. She got up too early as unusual. She got ready with the same speed. It was time to tell the fake reason, she had prepared to go out. Anamika called her mother, "Amma, I am going to my friend's house to prepare for exams! I will be little late!!", and she ran picking up her cycle. Her amma screamed, "Try to finish it soon and come back early.I will make you favorite chicken briyani!", with a mother's usual fear and care. Anamika was on her way to the hill top. She was exploring the beauty of the forest. There were elephant moth