The Twenty-Twenty Fever.

I have always been a die hard fan of cricket.I do watch tennis too.Now a days I have been watching football too.But like my affection for Mukesh as a singer, inspite of Raffi as a great singer, so too cricket remains my passion.I think by introducing the club format in Twenty- twenty format, barriers about nations have been broken just like in football.So I can have many affiliations with one wee bit soft corner preference. That way I think Sha Rukh Khan lost out in expecting too much from his team. It was after all a game and they did well after he left with grand wins over Chennai and Rajasthan Royals.

It is not enough if you are the owner of a team.You must be sportive enough to give the team leeway to be players first and winners next.I hope Shah Rukh watched those stunning performances of his team.One more lesson as I watch the games in progress is that only some have clicked in all the teams and so the vagrancy.Perhaps that is the charm of being Twenty always.Youth.....is always Twenty- Twenty? and error prone.

Jayamala.

An Attempt at Painting.

When I had been emotionally down,I had attempted to paint.Of course in water colour as that was the easiest material available.I did paint a bird, a landscape and a coconut palm lined village pathway.The last one was good enough to be hung on the wall.It was a little too brown and black in colour.

So also I took up blogging not only as an outlet for my feelings but to beat depression at times.There have been stories and a novelette written too.There is still an incomplete venture at a novel.

How to activate a mind trying to die?To be dead seems harder too.I did read an Osho piece where he advises to live at 'this"moment.But the moments that confront me are listless and so listless life tend to be.

I do want to get up and walk away towards a sunset.

Jayamala.

A Storm Is Brewing.

A storm is brewing in this consciousness,

A silent storm of confrontation.

A freedom is due and is to be taken,

Its cost, the little dot in the left forefinger.

When everyone votes for decency, it will be ensured.

But where to identify that?

I just hate this party system,

And this silent trade running for purchases.

I wish a Mahathma to be reborn ,

Or even a King who can rule just,

But perhaps that cannot be.

But there will come a day when things will change,

For change is the norm of every life and its systems.


Jayamala.