An Ode to the Dead.

I was dreaming on a calm evening,
When I heard a blasting sound(as a bomb).
It gave my whole house a shiver,
And shattered my dreams in fear.

I asked my dad about the happening,
"May be the sample firework,
Of Thrissur Pooram*" he said,
But he was not sure even a little.

I rushed to the supposed spot,
And saw huge fumes rising to the sky.
It was an accident in the firework shed,
Which caused the death of seven or more.



I came close to the place to see,
Only dead bodies scatterd here and there,
And many other injured souls,
Crying out in some unknown codes.

I saw dark blood everywhere,
(Oh!It was the most insane scene)
And pieces of real human flesh,
Which were mixed with mud and blood.

Thus the Pooram came to a tragedic end,
With a pain which was unable to bear,
And my eyes shed a drop of tear,
As an Ode towards those who died.



Oh! what can I tell you...dear dead souls,
You gave your lives to entertain us.
For a world famous festival called Thrissur Pooram,
The so called Pooram of all Poorams.

Even In my scary nightmares,
I hear your headless souls shout,
Like the hero in Gladiator,
"Are you not entertained?,
Are you not entertained???".

*Pooram is a typical festival in temples of Kerala in which fireworks is an unavoidable part.This Ode' is dedicated to the workers who died in Thrissur Pooram fire accident happened on May 4th 2006........


Yes I pray for you....May your souls rest in peace.

My Experiences with a Blog

hi,
       I was searching for a person, a place to share my feelings. I searched some forums or something of that kind for it(because i don't like to share it orally and my voice really sounds brute.So none like to lend me ears).But i didn't get any actually.
       Then i heard about blogs and one day i accidently went thru a blog of a girl.It was something named shrutz or some other hell.But i really wondered about that girl and her talentz.Guys,she has really got a brain and she know how to use it.
       By reading all the stuffs in it i became desp.My inferiority complex worked out.I thought i can't make anything like this(coz 'am bad in english) and sat idle for sometime(thatz me...always thinking like a philo'er and get myself hurt).But as time went by my good mind worked again.I just started to think as i am a superman.I just asked myself why i can't be better than her and who the crap is she and also what the hell she got more than me???(really a brain,I admit).
       The very next day i started to make this blog and posted a message to test.Thank God, it worked.Then i deleted that msg and posted a new one and thats what u are reading.
       Now i am really glad, for i have found a place and many people(instead of one) to share my feelings and none will blame me for my buffallo voice.
       I am greatful to that blog girl eventhough i have'nt met her yet.Her name is sruthi george.A rare one of her kind....Thanks sruthi,for, u inspired me...really u did it.You turned me on.
....to be continued.