TALKATIVE ME

AFTER LONG 8 MONTHS , I WENT TO MY MOTHER'S HOUSE AT BHARANGANAM..... SEEING THEM MADE ME SOO MUCH HAPPY......  THESE 8 MONTHS STAYING INSIDE MY OWN HOUSE AND NOW GOING OUT WAS HEAVEN TO ME...... LET ME SHOW YOU MY CRAZY FUN TIME WITH  MY COUSINS..... THIS IS MY CRAZINESS!!!!!

 FRIENDS.... WHO WAS ALWAYS THERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU FALL DOWN... WHO PICKED YOU UP WHEN YOU WAS DOWN..... THE FAMILY FOREVER..... THESE 4 IDIOTS MADE MY LIFE IN KUTTIKKANAM.... I THINK WITHOUT THEM I WOULD HAVE BEEN LOST IN THOSE MIST AND FOREST..... THESE 4 WERE THE ONES WHO STOOD BY MY SIDE ALWAYS AND NEVER LET ME DOWN.... I'M THANKFUL FOR THESE IDIOTS FOR COMING INTO MY LIFE AND MAKING IT MORE COLOURFUL.... THIS IS A SHORT VIDEO OF ME WITH MY FRIENDS....

 

                              CHOCOLATE COFFEE   CAKE                           RED VELVET                               CHILLY CHICKEN                                   CARROT DATES CAKE                          VANCHO CAKE                                                             HALWA                                                 ...

  Padayani is a ritual art form performed at Bhadrakali temples located on the banks of river Pampa. According to the mythology, this ritualistic dance commemorates the dance performed by Lord Shiva and the other Gods to appease Goddess Durga, whose anger could not be quenched even after annihilating the demon, Darika.  Popular places where Padayani is performed are Kadammanitta, Kottangal, Othara, Kunnanthaanam and many other temples in south Kerala. It also deals with the unity of all people of different caste and religion. There is no caste discrimination in performing this art form. The theme is victory of good over evil. It is also said that the destructive anger of Goddess Kali turned into the goodness for the cultivation in paddy fields. Though traditionally, it lasted for nearly two weeks, now-a-days, it is held for durations that are as short as a single day.  Kolamthullal  is the major portion of Padayani performance.   Kolam   is a masque ...

  I prefer birds. I prefer teddy bears. I prefer glass mirrors Where ones true can be seen. I prefer sadness of truth to the happiness of lies. I prefer being offline. I prefer the natural beauty. I prefer true self to constructed self. I prefer the hills and the mountains. I prefer the rain. I prefer the darkness to the light. I prefer, where one love and accept their Loved ones true self to changing them. I prefer challengers to mockers. I prefer thinking that everything will be back to normal.      

 DURING THIS LOCKDOWN, CELEBRATING ONAM AS THE OLD DAYS WAS IMPOSSIBLE.... BUT STILL TO MAKE SOME OF US HAPPY, WE DECIDED TO DO A PHOTOSHOOT BAESD ON ONAM..... LET THIS ONAM BE AS PROSPEROUS AS ALWAYS..... #STAY HOME STAY SAFE

HERE IS SOME OF MY GLSS PAINTINGS...... THERE ARE SOME MORE OF THEM BUT I DONT HAVE THEM AS PHOTOS!!!!  

 

  THE UNEXPECTED TURN I was deeply disturbed when I woke up from a frightful dream. Something in my mind had changed. Something had happened to me during in this short time. But what was it? Why am I disturbed? What had happened during my entire sleep? Did I do something or did I go somewhere? Something was not right. I was kind of dizzy in state when I woke up. I tried to remember about last night but was in vain. Slowly I regained my conscious and I looked around me. The sight gave a sudden fright!! The room that I woke up was not my room!! A sudden chill ran through my spine. Where am I? The questions in my head increased second by second. I felt like someone was banging my head with a heavy thing. My head was going explode. Everything seems to be blurred in my memory. I could not even remember anything. I started to panic and my whole body was trembling. I calmed down myself.   I stood up from the bed and walked around to know if something in the room made some sense. ...

  In my school days, I had a chance to have a significant distance venture visiting the Agra Fort and one of the Seven Wonders of the World, Taj Mahal. The Taj Mahal resembled like a shy girl behind the Agra Fort. Numerous individuals ventured out a significant distance to the spot yet tragically passed up a great opportunity this breathtaking perspective. In the wake of going through a peaceful night, we rose promptly the following morning and heading towards the Fort. Before we showed up the foot of the Fort, we were surprised by the light sprinkle of downpour. The sky was cloudy. Right now, the view in my eyes was a long way from the photos in brochures. I was unable to help but wondering whether brochures of view spots pointed to magnify the beauty of the landscape. I turned out to be exceptionally restless that I have the option to see the Agra Fort. We entered the bus, which took us to the entrance of the Agra Fort. The way up we watched the magnificent fort before us. As...

  This is an incident which is taken from experience not a myth. A long time back, my grandmother’s father went to bring a woman who used to deliver children as my grandmother’s mother was in labor pain. The time was around 12am. There was only 1km distance from my grandmother’s house to the midwife’s house. They have to cross a paddy field to reach her house. Grandmother’s father knows the way by heart and he used to go through these roads daily. But after he travelled some distance, he thought he was walking in the wrong direction and started to the walk in another way. There was a small temple near the midwife’s house. He entered the surrounding of the temple. On his hand there was an oil lamp. As he walked through the surrounding, he fell into a hole. For some time he walked around the hole and later with the help of a stick he climbed out of the hole. In his mind he knew that he was going in the wrong direction. But he could not control his walking. Midwife’s house was at ...

 THIS LOCKDOWN WOKE UP MY CREATIVITIES. I THINK THAT I HAD SOME TALENTS INSIDE ME.... MY HIDDEN TALENTS!!!