Rengudu's Blog

Recently one of my friends expressed his worries about his son who is just over eleven years of age. I understood by his words that his son is annoyingly playful. He said that he has tried for several years to correct him but miserably failed and he looked tired. "Every time he comes back with broken pieces of the toy that I bought for him on previous day" and went on "He doesn't stop there, but climbs on the loft, the tree and what not. I am afraid that one day he 's gonna break his legs..." I stopped him at one point and said, "All children are like this only, Don't worry, he will be alright soon." But he seemed unconvinced. "No; No; My son is not like other children, He is mischievous. You come and see our suffering. Every day I am praying god to him 'Budhdhi'." after an array of words he started to move away. I understood that, it was not the right time to pass my advice. I feel that all of us are wearing different kinds o...

It had been very long since I met my good old friend. There was no specific reason for us for not being able to meet for so long. It was just that, we never felt like missing someone. But I was blessed with too many occasions, such as family functions, Association meetings, party functions and so on, to be in company with my friends. One such occasion, I mention here is more memorable for the simple reason that, it brought me big laughter. It was a family function of one of my friend. When I was looking out for my other friends to turn up, a very close friend of mine (who was my class mate and my best family friend) entered the big function hall with broad smile. I was juiced up the moment I saw him. I rushed to him and we exchanged our affection by greeting each other. We talked about everything that had happened to each one us in humourous way. We spent about an hour by chatting. A few days before our meeting, I was told that his wife is under going medical treatment. From then on my...

நீ ஆண்டவனா? தாய், தந்தைதான் உனக்கில்லையே... கண்ணா, நான் உன்ஜாதிதான் உறவென்பதே எனக்கில்லையே... தாய் பாஷை அறியாத புது இந்தியன் நீ என்றால் பொய் இல்லையே, உன் ஜாதி சொல்லாமல் நீ வாழ்கிறாய் உன் போலே ஊர் இல்லையே. இதழோரம் ஆயிரம் சிறு பூக்கள் பூக்கிறாய், ஒரு கண்ணால் பார்க்கிறாய், ஒதுக்கீடு கேட்கிறாய். தாலாட்டிட வழி உண்டு, வளர்வாய் பிறையே, பாலூட்டிட வழி இல்லை, அதுதான் குறையே.

Success is not permanent & Failure is not final! So, never stop working after success & never stop trying after failure... With that thought lets all begin this day..