Spilling the beans, I am not very comfortable watching horror movies, leave alone enjoying them. Here are some reasons I have identified. I am jotting them here to see how many of you identify yourself with me. Chicken-hearted Reading this article, many horror-movie-lovers can call me as chicken-hearted too. I do not mind. I do
*Disclaimer: The following are purely my experiences and my expressions based on my experiences. I own the responsibility for these being good or bad. Group as Entity Every group is an entity by itself. With a clear purpose, even if the purpose is not clearly spelt-out. Purpose Mostly the purpose of any group is to
Who was telling the Story ? And whose Story was it anyway ? The words fluttered and flew in the wind. It was a Sunday afternoon. Everyone had gathered in the central Hall of the Sanctum, or that’s how they called the place. The Sanctum had witnessed the maximum visitors. Thanks to the new initiative
Its raining tears, of watery red Everone’s laughing, while colleagues bled. Making you laugh will earn me a smile, Said the clown dwarf, without thought, awhile. Antagonist, I am, in this sordid tale Protagonist, yet to find, everyone’s stale. Meet my half-prince, said the tall one Neither he knew, nor I, we are none. World
பத்தாவது மாடியில் எட்டாத உயரத்தில் பன்னிரண்டு கி.மீ. தூரம் பகட்டாய் பார்க்க கூடும் கண்ணாடி மாளிகை தானே காணாததும் கண்டிடும் இங்கே ஒரு புறம் நீலமாய் நீரும் மறு புறம் நீளமாய் ஊரும் ஒரு சேர பார்ப்பதில் உண்டு உரைக்க முடியாததோர் இன்பம் சாலைகள், கோவில்கள் எல்லாம் கண்ணுக் கெட்டும் கிட்டே காணும் ஊரே கண்களுக்கு விருந்து காட்சிகள் எல்லாம் காணச்சிறந்தது கடலில் அலைகள் காண அங்கே போக வேண்டாம் இங்கிருந்தே உணரும் வண்ணம் சத்தமும் கேட்கும்,
Chavvy alias Chandra Vadhanam had lost her husband two days ago. Her husband, Beejay alias Babu Janardhanan had a high BP that day and suffered a severe stroke. Bringing himself, and the entire family to a comatose state. Delays in a decision with vested interests of the insurance company, had wasted yet another life. Precisely,
When I was a baby And days were more snoozy; The table fan and the light above Gave my nights a company. Forgetting they were long-lost For years and months far apart, When families got-together Elders bragged about each other When my parents gave up their snorts My cousins became company of sorts.
“Sherkhan Says” is a regular column in Bharat Today (BT), a daily which has risen from the ashes after it started publishing this column regularly. One of the Directors of BT was clearly heard saying “I was planning to quit, just then the tide had turned in favour”. Responding, another Director said, “me too, decided
