It was New Year’s Eve in Kochi, and the metro was alive. The clock had just struck 7:30 PM. My long-distance best friend and I were deep in conversation, catching up after two years apart. The train was packed, with no seats to spare. We stood and talked. That’s when I spotted a vacant seat. […]
I never dreamed of being a teacher. Unlike many of my B.Ed classmates, I didn’t spend my childhood pretending to write on walls or acting like a teacher. Yet, life has its own mysterious ways of guiding us to where we truly belong. This memory is one I’ll carry with me for a long time,
It’s a holiday, you wake up after a good sleep and the sunlight kissing you while opening the window. Meanwhile, your love birds wish you good morning and suddenly you realize it’s literally a ‘Good’ morning as you don’t have to rush to work. Relaxing in your favorite seat in the front corridor with a
Almost after 2 full years, middle east countries have loosened their covid travel requirements making it smooth for people traveling.The news about the cancellation of PCR upon arrival to Kuwait took me back to my arrival 3 months ago. Some random happenings, similar to getting the very first drop of the summer rain on your
Couldn’t stop me from writing this to thank the author for pointing out the fact or that piece of wisdom that I was searching for for a long time. Forever wondered why does it feel soo good after giving a helping hand to someone, be it just picking up a coin for a random stranger
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Unsatisfied with mini packets,my eyes went searching for bigger covers of ‘Little Hearts’ on the racks of a local supermarket. It has become a task,in the recent while to spot ‘Little Hearts’ in the wide sea of Lays and Bingo.Remembering Bytes in this moment,with deep sorrow.You will remain forever in my heart. ” Ayye ayalde
The Queen of Arabian sea is alive with its evening vibes and the city is all set to greet the dusk. I was on my way back to Thevara after attending a seminar session at St Theresa’s College, with my friends. Little did I know something soulful was awaiting me in that private bus journey. I managed to
When veteran journalists of the time are asked about the most shocking news they have come across in their careers, most of them speak about the tragic death of Rajiv Gandhi. 30 years ago, on this day, the youngest prime minister of India was brutally killed into ashes. A death marked in the history of
ദീർഘനാളായി ഗൗരിയെ കാത്തിരിക്കാൻ തുടങ്ങിയിട്ട്. ചെയ്തുതീർക്കാനുള്ളതെല്ലാം പൂർത്തീകരിച്ചിട്ടേ അവൾ വരുകയുള്ളു എന്നെനിക്കറിയാമായിരുന്നു. കാരണം അവൾ കെ. ആർ. ഗൗരിയാണ്.സ്ത്രീകൾ അടുക്കള മാത്രം ഭരിച്ചിരുന്ന കാലത്ത് കേരളം ഭരിക്കാനൊരുങ്ങിയവളാണ്. ആ പോരാട്ടക്കാരിയുടെ ഹൃദയം സ്വന്തമാക്കിയവൻ എന്നതിൽ ഞാനിന്നും അഭിമാനിക്കുന്നു. ഭൂമിയിലായിരുന്നപ്പോൾ പലർക്കും, പലതിനും വേണ്ടി നമ്മൾ നമ്മളെ വേണ്ടെന്നുവെച്ചതിൽ ഞാൻ ഖേദിക്കാത്ത ദിവസങ്ങളില്ല.ക്യാൻസറിന്റെ വേദനയേക്കാൾ കടുപ്പമാണ് കുറ്റബോധത്താലുള്ള ദുഃഖം എന്നു തിരിച്ചറിഞ്ഞ സമയം. സമരാഗ്നിയിൽ കത്തിയമർന്നത് ഒരു ജീവിതം കൂടി ആയിരുന്നു എന്ന് മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ വൈകി. മരിച്ചെങ്കിലും ഗൗരിയുടെ