Understanding

I don’t believe in crying over spilt milk. ‘Jo beet gaya so baat gaya’. A frightening four months gap between my last blog and this one. Since the exercise of writing a blog is purely a personal event, I am not accountable to anybody. In many ways I was indeed involved in a much more personal adventure, the initial days of my marital life. The act of living together in a strange land was something sweet. Now the summer season is here acting on the thermometer in a harsh way. In these four months many things occurred,

One more year has started its journey towards yet an another year
It rained Oscars in India especially on Panchathan Inn – Kodambakam, Chennai.
Celebrated Valentine’s Day in a special way (did something to kill eco killing, maybe meat for another blog)
Bomb blasts in Bombay
Army mutiny in Bangladesh
Kuthiravattam Pappu passed away

This blog is based on a word which is very easy to understand but the process of understanding itself will be a tedious one. The word becomes meaningful when it is used in the following contexts, Religious fundamentalism, protecting our world and Human relationships.

To understand is a virtue
For a better, bright future
Let us open our eyes and ears
And bury our baseless fears
A understanding life is fine
Sans this life is gonna be filled with pain