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♪ മാവേലി നാടു വാണീടും കാലം മാനുഷരെല്ലാരുമൊന്നു പോലേ ആമോദത്തോടെ വസിക്കും കാലം ആപത്തംഗാർക്കുമൊട്ടില്ല താനും കള്ളവുമില്ല ചതിയുമില്ലാ എള്ളോളമില്ലാ പൊളി വചനം ♪ Onam is the official festival of Kerala, celebrated in remembrance of king Mahabali and his prosperous reign in the state. It is a rice-harvest festival commemorated by Malayalis around the world with much zest and fervor. The carnival of Onam, which spans a duration of 10 days stands as a hallmark of Kerala's culture and tradition.  I'm not particularly inclined towards the grand festivities of Onam. I'm more interested in watching people have fun adorned in varieties of sarees, mundus, pattupavadas and kuppivalas(glass bangles). It surely is a feast to the eyes as sadya is to the belly. The ethereal scent of mullapoo(jasmine) enhances the beauty of the festival. People unite in the lively colors of the Athapookalam, and the spark of celebration shines on their faces. Everything and everybody look gracious with a light d

"Just when you think you know something, look at it in another way." - John Keating, Dead Poets Society Recently, I came across an Instagram reel where one among two girls sitting next to each other looks upset and tells the other, "No one cares." But the other girl has a completely different attitude. She is all happy while saying, "Exactly, no one cares!"  Tap to watch the reel . This is very similar to a famous social media meme of two guys looking out of two different windows of the same bus.  We are all bad in someone's story. For a man stealing food out of desperate hunger, he might not look at himself as a thief, but in the eye of a person viewing the act, he is. It's all a matter of perspective.  The way we look at things holds great significance. This works with our problems as well. Many a times, we are unable to find solutions because me might not be looking at the problem properly. With all the nervousness, fear and sorrow piling up, it

Some people come into our lives at the right time. And when the time is right, they leave. People play a very important role in shaping our lives. Every person we meet, constitute a part of our life, no matter how short their stay is. Where we end up or who we end up with can often depend on specific people we come across in particular places. But 'ending up' is not final. We can never say "I 'ended up' doing this job." because we don't know for sure. We might 'end up' doing something else. And while it's difficult to deal with everything we lose in this ghost ride called life, we can have faith; belief, that whatever happens, whether good or bad, occurs for the best until God reveals to us what the 'best' truly is. But that also means never looking back and walking forward without turning our heads. But sometimes, that's the only way. We are obliged to lend our ears to a whole lot of people saying, "This is how life is!"

Image generated by  Bing AI The beats, the music I want every part of me to move, to sway. But I can't seem to  stand on my feet.  I feel heavy.  Have I put on?  Or is it the weight of the burdens placed on me?  Maybe I am the burden.  My lips haven't touched a drink and yet, I'm the most drunk in the room.  Green, blue, violet in a loop. Am I falling asleep?  Or falling into the abyss?  All I know is that it's pitch-black at both ends.  So, I keep my lids open. I'd rather be in the light that blinds me,  than in the darkness that kills me. This post is a part of  Blogchatter Half Marathon 2023 . Previous post:  I Pity The Skies Next post:  Loss  

  The sun smiles at me. But not you You've never pleased me. But today, I pity you. You're all alone. Vast and wide and blue. Sad and embarrassed because your friends didn't show; the clouds. You're like a mannequin without clothing. Shy and delicate. So I decorate you with my thoughts. Wanting them to float away like your friends Far-off and free unlike me. Unless they know not their way and in a moment of darkness, they burst into tears. Smoke, dust, and dirt filling the air,  they say it's never too late. But look at you now! Eroded and polluted. I wish you stayed a mannequin. Shy and delicate. Unaffected by my thoughts My unbenign thoughts. This is the first post of  Blogchatter Half Marathon 2023 . Next post:  Sangria