RK Saranya

Thorn in my Heel Years later after I got married, had a kid, I prayed to lord Murugan to fast for days doing prayers, wearing holy beads on neck, being bare foot with a small black shawl on shoulders. Seeing me transformed everyone were agape. Some really cared to ask how I walk barefooted on the roads of Chennai when it is raining all the way. All I had to tell was a small story. A new place, new search for home, a heart filled with happiness of bagging a new job. I was at cloud nine after getting placed in a reputed Chennai based IT MNC as recruiter for a talent acquisition team. A small bit of mine ached to leave my hometown Kancheepuram. It was exciting to move and experience this phase of life all alone without parents. I couldn’t ask for more when I with my 5 friends found a lavish 3 BHK home in the heart of Mamallapuram for only INR 10,000 per month as rent. It was pure luck. Any day, for such a flat, the nominal rent was INR 40,000 per month. The house owners were old people wh...

  The Life moves on No one can go on it has memories to cherish periods of perish People reach the skyline some fall in an aabyss with no bottom line have geity and anguish At the end of this journey no one does accompany everyone have thier fate then again the cycle does rotate...... that's life.. so u have to strive....

  jhoom k chali woh hawaon ki tarah sama gayi in boondon me kahin.. Udti, phirti barasti...bebuniyad..bematlab sabko hasati...khud ashko si barasti... yeh woh aks hai..jisme mein khud ko talashti.... le chalti hai harbar mujhe apne saath.. mujhme me basi, mere liye anjaan.. phir bhi...hai bas yehi sangi - yehi saathi

  Laali In the suburbs of Udaipur, at the foot of Aravali mountain range, on banks of river Gomati, there was small well-planned mines colony – Zawar . In the center of the town, there is a long-cemented bridge connecting the New Market to Hindustan Zinc Limited (HZL) hospital. The largest one in the vicinity of Zawar to Udaipur. The straight road had the company guest house in the middle which ended at Naka Bazaar – the end of the town. Up straight on the road from the guest house lead to the officer’s colony on the top of a small hill which was almost cut off from rest of the town with few officer’s families residing in an array. Here everyone knew everyone from end to end. All the kids went to school together and played cricket or 7 stones in the evening. Mummies made papad (dried crisps), achar (pickle), sweaters, quilts together depending on the season in continuum. Dads worked in same places and played badminton together in the guest house on most of the evenings. There w...

  This short story is based on the imagination of my son - Harshil. He was toying with idea of owning a country named Happy and being the King of Happy. He devised his own language Happiti by assigning symbols for English alphabets. The country has its own number symbols and currency Happiri. 1 Happiri = 500 Kuwaiti Dinar. The country has national emblem, flag and the Bank of Happy. Fun Fact - A person can own a country if it has defined boundary with a stagnant population acknowledged by an existing country in our world. Now here goes our story - Happy in the Land of Emotions 😊 Once Upon a time in a faraway land – The Land of Emotions, there were small kingdoms who were based on different emotions. The kingdom which was always happy was called as Happy. The others were Sady, Angry and Jealousy.   The kingdom of Happy was ruled by the great king Harshil. Udas, Raudra and Irsha ruled Sady, Angry and Jealousy respectively. In Happy, people were cared about each other’s ...

  Delhi is a fun place to visit. It is full of a variety of old trees and plants. There are many monuments and museums in New Delhi. It is situated in Northern part of India and renown as our country ‘s capital city. It is unique as it is a union territory as well as a state. Being one of the oldest cities in the world, this heart of India is famous for rich diverse culture and heritage. Centuries ago, Indraprastha, now known as Delhi, was built by Pandava Kings on the bank of river Yamuna. Since then, many have ruled bringing their own flavors and arts. It is ever growing with a huge population of roughly 15 million people. All these monuments, political buildings, lush gardens, science centers, temples, mix of cuisines and diversity attract millions of visitors every year. I am in awe and love with Delhi. It is one of the best cities in India. Everybody should visit Delhi.

 The Hair-loom My grandpa Ramakrishnan had a floor mill. The mill had a Shikakai (seeka) grinder as well. Dried Shikakai, Amla, Ritha, hibiscus etc. were ground together for washing our hair.   Those days people seldom used shampoos. This powder was part of every household in the KGF town. Every Sunday morning was a hair bath day. Panjamani Atthai* or Panjattey worked in our floor mill and washed our hair every Sunday with seeka. Being the youngest, I was the first in queue followed by Rohini akka* (Chittappa’s daughter), Madhangi akka (Gowri Atthai’s daughter) and Selvi akka (Mathi Atthai’s daughter). After a long hair wash with sneezes and burning eyes, the hair was rolled up in bun with thin towel. Next, it got fumed with Sambrani smoke. Then, I drank kashayam* as shikakai cools the body and I caught cold easily. All of us sat in a row to get a small plait on our head crown leaving the rest of the hair free called as thenneer jada*. It resembled the flow of a water s...

Duped on the name of Patanjali Once Shubha’s father was diagnosed with Chronic Kidney Disease (CKD), she had plans to get her father Ayurvedic treatment. She didn’t want him to go through tedious dialysis process for life. Shubha left an enquiry on https://patanjaliwellness.com for her father’s treatment in Dec’23. In no time, she got a call from 6261568491 .  It's a mystery, how someone could get her number if she has dropped an online enquiry in Patanjali's website. The person identified himself as Dr. Vijay Pratap Singh. As directed, she submitted her father’s medical reports to him. He discussed the case pretending to be a real doctor. He confirmed that the treatment is possible and mentioned that the yoga center has dialysis facility as well. He kept on following her on the phone. In Truecaller App, the number appears to be Patanjali's. See the picture below, it shows as Patanjali Ayurved Pvt. Ltd. or Patanjali Haridwar booking center These fraudsters have saved all...

Sneaky Snake Somewhere in the lap of mountains, in the rural village of Vellari, there lived closely knit families in huts with thatched roofs. In one of these huts, Swami and Shreya lived with their farmer parents – Asha and Nagraj. To have additional income, sometimes their father drove trucks. The family dearly missed him whenever he went for driving truck for weeks together. As their hut was surrounded by Uncles-Aunts and grandparents, they helped each other in daily life. One night, when Nagraj went out on driving expeditions, a slimy Indian king cobra sneaked in their hut. Asha was quick to spot it. She screamed aloud with all her might and hurried the kids outside the hut. Two of Nagraj’s brothers – Krishna and Mani, ran to their rescue. Both Krishna and Mani were opposite each other. One wanted to kill the cobra and the other feared it to be God send. He believed that if we show lit camphor to it and pray, it will go. Krishna didn’t agree, he opined what if it hid nearby ...

  Mini Gobhi (Cauliflower) paranthas   Ingredients: 1)        For Dough Wheat flour - 2 Cups Carrom seeds – 1 Teaspoon Turmeric - 1 Teaspoon Chilli Powder - 1 Teaspoon Salt - 1 Teaspoon Kasuri Methi    (Dried Fenugreek leaves) – 1 Tablespoon Oil – 1 Tablespoon Water - 1 Cup 2)        For Stuffing Cauliflower – 100 g finely grated. Turmeric - 1 Teaspoon Chilli Powder - 1 Teaspoon Salt - 1 Teaspoon Cumin - 1 Teaspoon Corriander Powder - 1 Teaspoon Optional – Add any other grated or finely chopped vegetable, coriander, chat masala, ginger-garlic paste, soya sauce, any masala, tomato sauce, Ajinomoto etc. Method: 1)        Knead a soft dough by mixing all the ingredients. Cover it and keep it aside. 2)        In a pan, heat oil. Let the cumin seeds crackle. Add all the rest of the stuffing ingredients. Roast them well for 5-10 minutes until the vegetabl...

  The Irony! 1) If a woman is earning and taking care of household work as well as office, people say " What is there? She is getting maid's help and can spend happily as per her whims and fancies ". If someone is illiterate and does only household work depending on husband's income for expenses, people say " Poor lady. How hard she works to bring up her children. What will she do whole day? ". Though in both the cases, women are trying their best.  2) If someone doesn't know cooking and is from a village, people pity and say that poor lady she has all the life worked in fields, how she will know cooking. If an educated women tries to cook as good as possible, people say " What is there? She must have eaten good food all her life and learnt from so many TV shows or Youtube" 3) If a man doesn't know cooking, people pity that how he will manage. If a woman doesn't, people taunt " look she doesn't even know cooking, all she knows ...

 The Highs & Lows... All of us have highs and lows in life. All of us might have heard that sharing pain halves it and sharing happiness doubles. Sharing happiness indeed doubles when both the sides have positive outlook. If the happy one shares the news to show off or the listening party is full of sorrows or is simply jealous, it might not double.  The same thing happens when a person is trying to catch a breath from rock bottom. If someone is very sad within, the other person's similar sad story or success story might not motivate or inspire. Rather, it will irritate and pinch more. Neither everyone's pain is same nor the happiness.  All of us have a different magnitude of tolerance and stamina to endure the pain and celebrate happiness. No matter how better the other person proves in a difficult situation, it might not make the other to buck up or be happy if he/she is not in a mindset to do so.  Happiness might be a simple smile and at the same time, a perso...

  iPhone Theft 8 th July’23, Saturday 9:30 am Location: Parking area, New Delhi It was a normal Saturday. After many weekends, my husband - Vijay picked up this one for car cleaning. As usual, he started to have call with friend. Wore bluetooth headset to have hands free for cleaning. Out of the blue, the garbage picker came and spoke with him about the car. As son as he left, the call got disconnected on bluetooth. Vijay looked for the phone around. He couldn’t find. He switched on the car’s set which automatically connected the phone bluetooth. But it couldn’t. With no serious expression, he came upstairs to take my phone for searching his. After an hour or so, I was worried. Called up my number from Mummy’s phone. Vijay’s phone was gone, and he nabbed the garbage picker. I rushed downstairs. People gathered around. We requested the garbage picker if at all he has taken. Vijay had a doubted him and when he was nabbed. The first that he did was to take out his phone and...

Fighting Common Cold   These days every other person suffers from common cold. Due to dust, lifestyle, weak immune systems or unhealthy food consumption. Some are in our hand, other factors like change in season or location is not in our hand.  There are some simple habits which can either prevent or cure common cold faster. It might reduce the consumption medically prescribed drug.   Yoga - Breathing exercise or pranayama could be practiced daily morning. It is the best way to start your day. In our fast busy schedule, we even forget to breathe. The breathing exercise involves taking deep breath. Blocking one nostril with thumb finger, deep inhalation to fill the lungs and releasing it gradually without making noise till the lungs gets emptied is the breathing exercise. It has to be repeated at least 10 times from each nostril. It should be practiced in a silent and soothing place with closed eyes. It is a kind of meditation in its own. This will bring positivity, incre...

 Veer balidani Khatu Shyam Khatu Shyam hamere Jag unhe Shyam naam se jaane woh the barbarika ke naam se pale Balidaan se swayam Shyam prasanna hue Bheem aur Hidimba ke pote Ghatotkach aur Maurvi ke suputra Aseem balshali tapasvai veer Jo jiska saath de wahi jeet jave Jab Krishna pahunche unke dwaar kiya prastaav yudh me sammilit hone ka Barbarika bole shan me ho jayeg yudh ant Chaki rah gaye Shyam payaare Tha Barbarika ko aisa var prapt ki kar sakte the shan me sab samapt sidhhanta tha unka ki saath dena balahino ka aise me dono Pandav-Kaurav paksh ka hota ant Krishna roop ke darshan ki aasha thi Lo maang liya unka sheersh badle me kaaha yudhbhoomi me sheersh daan hai avashya uske uprant hi hogi yudh pooja prarambh Shan bhar kibhi der na ki De diya sheersh hatheli pe Bas ek aasha aur prakat ki dekh paye Mahabharath ve Jaise hi  hoga ant  moond loonga aankhen mein unche kumru parvat par sheesh rakhen Jahan se mujhe sab dikhen Dhanya hue Barbarika is daan se Krishna ne ghos...

  Time and goal..... A sun never sets A day never goes A time ever passed comes never after being passed at least not with the same face it always has some other fate Gain the sunshine let the darkness sublime see the lightening moon the stars which bloom up above the high sky pace up with changing time it will propel you to fly may your ambitions chime beyond vast blue sky Work like a sun lighten up as a moon study steadily like no one you be your shining star step up and step afar Make your destiny with spinning wheel of time only you will and you have to plan your own goal stay put to win this goal - Saranya

  Generation Gap.... Generation passes over generations the info of past exchanges Parents develop children in one & all conditions They never think to understand the point of view of new ones There is a big gap between them this gap is generation gap The seed of destruction ruins the peace n happiness of a smiling family Parents are old minded children have their own modernity nobody believe each other who wants to bother This gap can be filled in the field of little love and understanding (For me now, this doesn't seem like a poem...It more seems like a mini essay...)

  The first poem that I registered in my second poem diary....(lost the first one in 7th Std.) " The Terror of Terrorism" The greatest error in the world.... is to create terrorism.. Breaking the bonds of humanity and mutual-ism... Causing great menace with the blooming terror the greatest thing it does is to find faults resulting in assaults If we as a human think only to live in peace then y anyone tries to tear Kashmir into pieces Seek the goal of every religion they tell us to be humanitarian Try to replace the terrorist along with his terrorism (may be at that time, I considered all the terrorists male) Live in Peace make others to live " a life peacefully" I guess, at that time India was fighting Kargil war....

 Andhakar me Rashtra chcha raha hai andhakar gehra chal raha rashtra pehne asatya ka sehra dekh nahi pa raha, ujale ka kinara Ho raha hai desh-desh behra log kar rahe hain trahi-trahi par na unki chitkar sun raha Ho gaya hai aaj wah apang atyachariyon ne kiya hai tang na uth pa raha na chal pa raha baitha hai wah jahan ka tahan sansar aagey hai badh raha dheere-dheere wah utha, baddhai chaal Hua desh ka vikaas phir aatankwad kar raha haas Sulajh na paye ye gutthi kaisi tod do rudhiwadi paramparayen aisi vaisi Door karo yeh kaali chaya bhool jao sab andhi maya Talash karo uss ujaale ki jis par padh rahi satya ki chchaya Ujwalit honge lekin hoga tumko kashth aapar Naya daur hai yeh, door ho jayega wah andhakar.. - Saranya

 Move On Why is it so ???? It is damn killing me Y cant I just move on…. Let the things slow down……   Things are slow already Its all that I am not ready With this moronic taps on keyboard I am so so damn bored And believe me..I can’t just hang on   I have just ended up here Thinking of fitting with everything in here Seems like distant thoughts mere I have this fear.. Don’t wanna end me here  - Saranya