Thursday, February 2, 2012

Reloaded!!

Peace to all!!Ya Allah!! i have not visited my blog for years. Yes. Literally two years.
And i see that my background image of Paradise Palm is lost. Sigh!!
No problem. Thats life. We hoard loads of goods thinking we might use them one day...Like the loads of clothes in our wardrobe. And some might have been worn only once . But we take pride of our possession and feel blessed to own it. Similarly my blog.
Eventhough I dont blog, i love to read well written blogs. There are many which are my favourites but i have commented only few times.
Let me see how this year goes.
2012. Another beautiful year. With hopes and dreams flying high.Praying that they may come true.

Hope to visit you my dear blogspace once in a while ...though no promises can be made.. haha thats life

Friday, January 23, 2009

Another change in Perspective

Its been too long since I posted anything in my blog. That does not mean that I was away. I have been here always, doing more of reading and listening to other blogs.
And now, I felt , its time to change my Perspective. Yes- a part of New Year Resolution -version 2009. :) ...I once felt my blog had a boring common title " My thoughts" and changed it in to " Castle of Expressions" last year. But unfortunately, could not even post a single line of expression in this castle afterwards.. May be, as in most fairy tales, this castle is doomed.This lead to the decision of another major facelift.
" Paradise Palm" is the background I have chosen here and it is a lovely one. Came across this in another blog and then researched to find the source. It was easy.
Then wished to change the title. A Title always gives a start. And assure the first impression. But since this is always my personal outlook of things and events, i zeroed on the present one.
So here, presenting, refeshed and revived and reloaded...

"POINT OF VIEW"..
tan..tan.. ding..

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

...Loneliness...

Recently, I heard about an elder woman who lived in the neighbourhood. Lets call her Teacher. Her husband had died few months ago. And she was staying in her big home - All Alone. Yes, She had children. Two brilliant, talented boys. Both studied abroad with schorlaships, got into a job with handsome income. Came to kerala, married. And went back with wives. No, they didnt take their Mom along. They think they needn't .
Teacher was a simple kind person with very ordinary wishes. She wanted to be with people whom she loved. she wanted to see her sons and family. She wanted to be a doting grandma and play with grand children. She wanted to relax and enjoy the retirement life happily with people around.
But she was left all alone. All alone to herself in the big house which was built with many rooms for every member of the family.She no longer called it a home. It wasn't anymore. A home is where heart lies. Initially she spend her time reading , doing the daily chores, and walking around the garden. Then as time passed, she realised that there was no one who is bothered about her well being. The once in while phone calls from her boys had become even rarer. She had nice neighbours who dont involve in her personal matters.
She fell in to depression slowly.No one cared if she has eaten something. No one turned to check if she was doing well. Some of her relatives visited her sometimes. She still ensured that she is well groomed as she was in her younger days, with neatly starched cotton sarees. She tried to live her days ...
But... One day the village woke up to hear that she has ended her life in a rope. No one could believe their ears. Why would such a nice lady like her do this? Her old students vouched that she was a lovely human beaing. Why would a lady who is financially well-to-do end her life like this? Her sons were in US!! They are rich. They ensured that their mother has all facilities. So Why? Why then this tragedy? Why?

The Answer was simple.
Loneliness.
Loneliness is the felling of being alone. It necessarily need not be a state of physical loneliness. But its more of emotional loneliness. Having servants at home, neighbours closeby,relatives who frequented, and children who phoned... Is not just enough. She could not vent her inner feelings and desire. Her children did love her and respect her. The lack of expression of this love hurt her very much. She concluded that there was no need to live longer. Lack of love crashed her hopes. And when there was no hope, there was no dream. A life without a dream- hope -love- is the dreaded outcome of loneliness.
the orphaned, underprivileged, handicapped, poor, those in jail and old age homes, the wronged... loneliness haunts them.. day and night..
Blessed are the ones who have family, friends, siblings, colleagues... than those who dont...