He was a fan of Michael Jackson.His study had Jackson's picture poster.He introduced me to Michael Jackson's dancing and songs.All Jackson's audios were in his possession.I do hope both will see each other now.

Jayamala.

A View From Here.

I am sitting near the window and looking out.The view from here at this time of the evening is one of tranquility.The lights are on in some houses across the street.There is slight breeze stroking the leaves of plants in my garden.

Some of the best views were always from my memory.I see the old man walking for exercise.I see the child and the mother returning from school,the mother bringing the child home.I see the street vendors going across with vegetables, Rangoli powder, and old plastics exchanging new plastics to householders.

This view is life.Immaterial of the one viewing it across life goes on.

Jayamala.

A Day To Remember You By.

This day had begun by being sunny.Because of the recent rains, a carpet of green is around our house.The lawn is green with evenly cut grass.I watch the 20 Twenty cricket remembering you.Australia and Bangladesh are out of the world cup.Lat year I did not watch any matches.Year before last too no matches were watched.But now I am slowly watching movies in English channels,and IPL cricket which happened in South Africa and now some World Cup Cricket in England.Roger Federer won the french open too.

This house also looks as if you have been here. I can transfer memories to rooms here.I can project myself to be there too, including our staircase.We used to sit there watching the sky at night when the power cut was there.

I have started going to Satsanghs on Sundays too from 30-04-09. onwards too.Today is another 9TH.Let the dates come and go and let each day fall one after another.Perhaps I will be again with you.Why this perhaps?Because after reading and experiencing everything I am not sure about us human beings as having life elsewhere and meeting again.But I want to have you as my son always.

Jayamala.