Driver’s In-Sync

I always like to travel in the first seat near to the Driver, in any vehicle I travel. Either it might by car or bus. In trains, they won’t allow?. There were many interesting reason behind this action. I can see the traveling views on the road in full-scale. Especially in a city bus, it seems, I’m the only passenger. Also we can escape from the inside quarrels and crowd?. But it’s hard to get that hot seat.

Now focus to the Driver. Sometimes I watch his leg and hand movements to the steering and the accelerator. It’s a tuff job, in city bend streets. And sometimes very bad words on the trespassers, who come in his path to disturb his, driving. By that time, he tries to negotiate his action to me, that time we need to respond him with our so called blushing smile?. Comments about the traffic, curses on roads, claims on highway police, current politics, climate etc., are free preaching from him. If they see fellow drivers on their same route or branch, sure there will be ketchup greetings. Some share good humanity on old passengers and passers-by.

One powerful thought on this travel close with driver is, like god drives our life, we are idle, I’m idle and the driver in his trembling action for my every movement in travel.

It’s true, Right?

Thanks given!

Thanks Jawans!

Thanks Forces!

Thanks Reporters!

Thanks Armed!

Thanks Public!

Thanks Terrorists!, Gave us a chance to prove you again “Terror, never be an tool to protest”

Finally Thanks Victims!, Your death speeds the path to peace!

Frailty on our shoes

It’s a moment to confess.

An unacceptable inhumane fight is been on the run for the past decades. It came to final agony. But we still protest with fully commercial fasting declarations, party advertising meetings and hopeless consoles.

An instance is our voice for the Srilankan Tamils will not reach the people at superior and the victims will again be the Tamils at the bottom. They are not even ready to give voice against a global melancholy.

Even we are not united, in saying a very bold protestation. We dispute among ourselves in prioritizing our community powers. We label our communal identity on our forehead and there is a great level of distraction on our voice. We beat ourselves and miss our voice for the victims.
Recent incidents on the Chennai law college premises, was totally disgraceful. It shows the truth that before advising others, we need to get advised. “Law makers should not be Law breakers!” it’s my past lesson. But it’s my present television show.

It’s again, like many says, "It all happens!” But everything is recorded; it’s going to be future history.

That Butterfly in Chaos Theory

We might’ve heard about chaos theory in "Dasavatharam" film and seen the butterfly effect on the screen. But I feel it in my real life these days. Yeah! There were recent distresses that made me to map about this theory to my daily life. This says, that there may be an unknown reason and interlink between each poles of the earth's actions.

Last week, I heard job termination calls from four of my friends from their companies. It really made me unhappy and made me worried about their situations. Job search and relocations are easy to have, but the sudden shock and their unplanned activities? I was speechless and I didn’t know how to console them. Its transparently because of the US financial market down, made our people to think more cautious and to pursuit media. Now they plan very carefully and move the coins very carefully. Its again the people at the bottom, should get affected, not the people on the safer side. An associate can be given pink slip, but not the unplanned managers and superiors.

Instead asking them to go out of the job, they can minimize the salary percentage for overall employees with very least percentages and that will even be reasonable to share the loss of the companies.

Globalization is a crucial play on the financial planning and dependencies. Financial consulates and monetary giants know the balances for the future. Hoping for the best scenarios to come, these problems will be meager in number.

Butterflies on the move.......

Mercy Island

They cry for land,

They shout for life,

They feel for native,

They miss to sleep,

They long for food,

They hear quarrels,

They wander like beasts,

They should fight,

They are alone,

They are pity,

They label tamil,

They pray for peace,

I feel for them,

Changes are permanent,

Waiting for the change to come!!!