Anuradha Sridharan

Wrote this poem while returning home from work last night and heavy rains lashing the city விரைந்து வருகிறாய் பூமித்தாய்க்கு முத்தமிட திரண்டு ஓடுகிறாய் வெள்ளாற்றில் கலக்க நீ தொடும் வேளையில் மண்ணிற்கு புது வாசனை எனக்குள் பொங்கும் மங்காத ரசனை மேகக்கூட்டங்கள் உன்னை வரவேற்கும் கதிர் வீசும் சூரியனும் வெட்கத்தில் மறையும் மின்னல் சிரிப்பில் நீ பிரகாசிப்பாய் இடி முழக்கத்தில் நீ எதிரொலிப்பாய் உன்னால் குளிரும் உயிர்கள் உள்ளம் உன்னால் விளையும் பயிர்கள் செல்வம் உன்னை கரம்பிடிக்க என் கண்கள் காத்திருக்க வந்தாய் நீ மழையே தந்தாய் புது இசையே A rough English translation Welcome ! You reach quickly to kiss mother nature You flow swiftly to reach the river The moment you touch The soil exudes a new smell Blossoming in me a never-ending admiration Clouds gather to welcome you The bright sun sets blushed A lightning smile for you to glow A thunder blast for you to echo You cool the soul of lives You create the wealth of crops My eyes wait to capture you Here you come, Oh rain Here you give, new music

No, this post is not about the elections that had come and gone. As kids, many would have fond memories of chocolates or icecreams. My memories are mostly based on bikis or biscuits. I love them in different shapes and tastes. The taste has evolved as I grew up. I still remember the Farex box where my grandma used to store bommai bikis (biscuits shaped like dolls, fish, duck etc). Every evening, I would open that box and only take shapes that has a head. I derived a lot of pleasure in eating heads :-) My dad would ensure that there are always enough bommai biscuits stocked. Then came the entry of Brittania Milk Bikis. 2 milk bikis + a glass of Boost - a perfect combination to begin a day. Although I never liked Marie Biscuits, I tried it once in a while. My brother and I had a unique style of eating Marie. We first ate the outer circle bite by bite and then went to the inner circle. I would be doing injustice to the world of biscuits if I forget to mention the yummy cream biscuits. Spl...

"Wake up, Tina. It's already 7. You got to get ready for college", Tina's mom was shouting from the kitchen. A bright Monday morning. But Tina woke up with a dull face. Ever since she joined college, her enthusiasm was completely lost. She was expecting more from college life, not just in terms of fun and frolic but also in terms of knowledge and career growth. But like any other college, her's too was caught up with the same conventional mechanical mode of teaching, attendance, exams etc. Rushing towards the bus stop with her assignment notes, Tina managed to catch the bus. Her best friend, Deepa greeted her with a broad smile. "Looks like you had completed your assignment. I have 4 hours from now to finish copying. I'm gonna start right away. " demanded Deepa, grabbing the microprocessors assignment from Tina's hands. "Assignments mean copying from a book to a piece of paper word by word, I suppose" , commented Tina with a sarcastic s...

What a week it was ! My blog suffered due to angels and daemons. Now don't have any vague imaginations. I'm talking about Dan Brown's Angels and Daemons. I borrowed it from the library and thoroughly enjoyed reading it. What a thriller ! I was reading a few pages every weekday evening and completed it over the weekend. I had read the Davinci Code by the same author a year ago and was very impressed. When I had enrolled myself as a member of a library nearby, the first book I enquired about was Angels and Daemons. After 4 weeks, I got a chance to borrow it. I'm not going to write any spoilers here. The gist of the story is about the conflicts between science and religion, narrated at a lightning pace with lots of twists and turns. Beware if you are reading alone sitting on your bed in the night. You might get scared like me. During those scary times, I used to put down the book and take a short walk to the kitchen and come back, just to make sure that I'm in Bangal...