No One…..!

I am no one to you,
to tell you things…!

I am no one to you,
but will do a few things
to spread a smile on your face…!

I am no one to you,
but will stretch a hand
to wipe the tears off your eyes…!

I am no one to you,
but will remove those thorns away
from the path you walk home…!

I am no one to you.
but will raise my hands
over your head
when it rains and
when it shines hot…!

I am no one to you.
but will walk behind you
during the darker evenings…!

I am no one to you,
but will tell you
not just what you like to hear
but what you have to listen…!

I do not hope to become
some one to you some day
But
will be there
when you need someone,
and when everyone is
too busy to listen….!

Life – as a Leftist…!!

Me  , The sports warrior –  With Tennis Elbow (If I say Lateral Epicondylitis , you all will understand easier), Basket ball Ankle, Ping Pong Knee, Volleyball Waist etc etc etc…!!!

Sports Injury in every joint with too much and too many games.I would rather call it Sport INCHury… since it hurts every inch of the body…!!! Anyway playing tennis  with Knee Pad,Elbow Pad, Ankle Splinter, Shoulder pad, will make me look like a Mummified  player .With so called Tennis Elbow in the right arm….even typing became too difficult.

We always have a back up…Right? …..wrooong…Left…. Yes, the Left Hand…!

So.. started doing stuff with the left hand.. Things like using the mouse with left hand..using the touch pad with left fingers, brushing with left hand, shaving with left hand, playing  badminton with left hand, playing ping pong with left hand….and so on…! when your left eye can do what your right eye does, why not???  we have our heart in the left side of our body too…(?!!???!)

It was so interesting to understand the power of left hand. The left hand has its own brain. We never understood and we use it for the wrong reasons and insult them. It was an eye opener when I tried to use the razor on my face with left hand.The first few times, the right hand was not doing anything, rather did not know what to do.Without the support of the other hand the face becomes a battlefield . So I had to keep changing hands to make the right hand understand what the left hand does..how  nicely it supports the right hand….how nicely it helps the right hand to glide and guide for a clean shave.It takes a while for the right hand to understand how the left hand functions guided by its own brain….!

Coming to PingPong, the left hand slices and spins definitely match the right hand.I really started thinking we are not even using our own self  fully, forget the rest. Why can’t we develop the left hand as good and as strong as the right hand. It just needs a little practice.

So I became a leftist now and soon an  Ambidextrous 😉 (See ,even this smiley uses left eye to wink…..;-p . I will try to play tennis with my left hand. Improve my PingPong with left hand.Continue to run the razor on my face with my left hand…..And write with my left hand….hopefully write in a different language with my left hand. (Atleast it will make the reader think it is a language he does not know to read… 😉 ) use the knife with my left hand.. hold the coffee cup with my left hand.. drive with my left hand…I feel like apologizing to my left hand…sorry left hand for using you to pick  @#$%^….I am really sorry…!!!! (ok guys..enough…don’t go there…nope…!!!!)

Few years back , while playing  Racquetball, I was injured in the eye. Those were difficult moments I feared I might lose an eye.Then the worries n thoughts poured in…First one being, how do I drive with one eye. Eventually I was fine and did not have to learn driving with one eye. But I was curious to know can an one eyed person drive a car and here is the answer. But I have to tell that I or none of ever think about the plight of the people with one part of the body not functioning, since we have a fully functioning body parts.

Just try to live one day a year with both eyes tied.(please don’t sleep all day long – I said live – Sleep is a temporary death). Live one day with one eye. Live one day just using one arm….and so many things to try. That would open up the eyes in brain to see/ understand and feel the pains of the ones who have no other choice.

This one from Yahoo answers.

Can a person that is legally blind in one eye get a driver’s license? if so, then why?

Yes they can. Being blind in 1 eye really doesn’t have anything to to with a persons ability to drive a car. I’ve pulled over many people who shouldn’t have a license & both of their eyes are good.

I’m a Deputy Sheriff
Posted by Muthuraman

You were there Jenny.! (Mama always said – II)

Whenever Jenny asked Forrest to run away, Forrest ran away from troubles. But every time he ran away he ran closer to Jenny – every single time. When Jenny tells Forrest he does not know what love is, It is she who does not know what love is. She did not know she loved him. Like all of us once thought we were the only ones who knew what love was, just to realize later that no one knew what love was.Some had and did not know. The ones thought they had, did not have…….!!!

Forrest , as a boy, had crooked legs but not thoughts. He had a heart like a clean sky after a downpour. Not a single shadow of a cloud. All through his life. We all have straight legs but thoughts that are not always straight. (I have no problem replacing the “We” with “I”).

Forrest let his Jenny to be Jenny. He never tried to transform the Jenny to his girl. Dont know it is right or wrong. I only know we all want to transform our Jennies/Forrests. Plan on that. Build our expectations and love on that. When it does not happen, everything vanishes…. The love we thought was there, has no trace there……There is no Forrest if you make him an intelligent and matured. There is no Jenny if you take her out of her…..We want an intelligent Forrest and Homely Jenny………..And Jennies of present,make the Forrests of today, run…not from troubles but make them run away from them, knowingly or unknowingly…! and the Forrests of today wait for every single opportunity to run away!

What Jenny wanted was already with her in Greenbow, Alabama, with Forrest – Love and Peace. Jenny did not know that.Like many of us, she also searched for the one which she already had for a long time, outside.

Is it true that we don’t realize the value of something just because it is with us for sometime? just because it is available anytime? just because we did not struggle to get it? just because it came to us and not we went to them? just because we accept it since something is better than nothing? just because we could not get what we wanted to get and settled for what we get? just because we want to keep it until we find something better?……………..don’t know.I Just know that I am no exception.

As a kid Jenny prays ” Oh God , make me a bird , so that I can fly far far away” . I would pray to be a breeze, that gently carries the feather to Forrest. Reach things where they belong to …where they want to be…..or just carry them gently if they don’t know where they belong or where they want to go……Just to help those little Jennies, those became birds to fly more easier……………be a breeze………. fill their feathers…….be a music…….be a song…. be a meaningless sound……just be there….!

……………Muthuraman

Weird…!

Weird…!!!

Yesterday……
I was in the plane…
flying in the sky….
I thought about you…
My mind dived to earth and started roaming….!!!

Today…..
I am in the land…
Just walking in the street….
I thought about you….
My mind started flying in the sky…..!!!

Weird…!!!

Muthuraman

License Plates….!

Name the cars

I happened to see some interesting license plates in phoenix. Since the fee for personalized license plates is low,AZ seems to be one of the states that has many automobiles with a personalized names on them.I happened to see some interesting names listed below.Many of them show the sense of humor these people have.

IOBMW – I Owe BMW – This person has obviously bought the BMW on loan and announces to the world.

Half Car – This is the license plate of a 2 seater smart car, which is actually half the size of the car.

BENSCAR – Well. That is another way to own a benz car if you happened to be Ben. Any car you own will be Ben’s Car.

QT314 – Cutie Pie ( Value of Pie)

Now circling back to the Desi community in the US, also personalizes the license plates of their cars….Some of the license plates I saw…….

4 ?????? – I have seen many cars with 4 followed by a girl’s(obviously the wife’s) name.Most of them,if not all of them, are Indians.

Neyveli – It is the name of a town in Tamilnadu. Must be a very “Native Indian”

Laksita – Friend of mine has his daughter’s name for his car.(No Comments 😉 )

Ramasri – Friend of mine has his father’s name for his car.(Now he is trying to sell his car. If you offer to keep the license plate unchanged he might sell the car to you at 50% discount. Try it.)

Rishi – Again a friend with his nephews name in the license plate.

If you are customizing the license plate why not make it little different.Why not name it,

Icevarya (to show we are patriots)
or Angelina Jolie(to show we accept western values)
Or name it  “L1 to H1 “
“H4 to H1”
“OfsOred”
“v took it”
“Masala”
“Sambar”.
“H4Sucks”
“GotGC?”
“ILVCTZN” – I love citizen…no matter what color you are what language speak……!

(I am going to launch a website which will list the names for your car. The site will also have the option to choose the names based on your ethnicity.I will be looking for an Angel Investor( You can be either an Angel or an Investor, please contact me).

Why to leave the only opportunity you get to name something?Why not make it fun? You cannot name your kids this way….That is going to be big decision which will be influenced by your in laws and you will have no say in it.You cannot even marry a girl with the name you like or rename her(Don’t even try – you will be deleted). So why to leave the only opportunity you get to name something? Make it more creative …make it more interesting…show the sense of humor….take it easy..!

……………. Muthuraman

Mama always said…..! —- 1

Forrest Gump, sitting on a bench in the bus stop,telling his story with full involvement,without even trying to understand or worried whether the person listens to him or not. He enjoys telling the story. He loves the story of his life. He cherished the moments.He lived the seconds whether it was a pain or pleasure,but never counted them.He just needed someone next to him even if they dont listen. His Jenny gone,he does not care who listens. It is the story that keeps him going!

If it had been Jenny sitting next to him, he would have been happier to share the story with her.Actually,all the times that’s what he was doing – telling the story to Jenny….” You were there Jenny” She was always there………..!!!

We all have a story to share ! But we are always worried about the audience. Who is listening to my story now? Is he/she going to keep the story with him/her? Will they end up gossiping my story? Will they end up judging me?Will they ridicule me? We have many questions and ….and we never start telling our story…!!!

We are worried about how the story ends…We never enjoyed the journey.. When the destination is not known,when the destination keeps changing, why don’t we just enjoy the journey. Plan the journey , plan the destination,fine……but always enjoy the journey…When  we enjoy the journey we always have a nice story to share… When we love the story, we share the story…We will love the pains and love the pleasures of our story…I think that’s what Forrest did….!

“Mama always said life is a box of chocolates , you never know what you are going to get “- Lucky Forrest – his life offered him a box of chocolates. He is lucky he got a chocolate – A sweet chocolate – dark, white, brown whatever the color is. Sometimes, for some, life does not offer chocolates. Many times, for some,life offers a chocolate of a flavor they feel they don’t like. …and many times, we throw the chocolates since we don’t like the wrappers…!

My take on Love is , Love that comes out of understanding stays. This character – Forrest – challenges my theory. He never tries to understand Jenny,he just keeps on loving her.He never cares whether Jenny loves him or not. He never tries to understand her.. never tries to know her..he never cares whether she understood him. He just keeps loving her…………. Or is it the understanding they developed as children,brought this eternal love in him?

Jenny had a home -at Greenbow, Alabama -Always…! Whenever she went back, Forrest was there for her waiting.- Always…! He was just happy that she came back…He never cared where she was. Just happy that she came back…Never cared, who she was with. Just happy that she came back safe…..Never cared what she was doing, Just happy that he can take care of her now……….He never cared she forgot him..Just happy that she remembered him…..!  Where did that love come from ? How to love someone like that?

We all have our Greenbow, Alabama’s, and our Jennies….. But we wanted Rainbows and Newyorks and our own Jennies…..When our Jennies came to us,we  all asked our Jennies where she was? whom she was with? why she din’t come when we called? and finally…. why she came back?……This character Forrest Gump, made men feel bad or the least made me feel bad for not being Stupid(sorry for the word)( I may be one but still not “Stupid as stupid does”).I might then enjoy my story and enjoy the moments and will just remember the moments irrespective of whether they were and are , pains or pleassures….!!!!

(To be Contd….)

Being “someone”….

It hurts to be “someone”

A Smiley in the morning…
I don’t know
What It means to you….
But,
It sends Sunshine to me
All day long.

A smiley in the night….
I don’t know
What is means to you….
But,
It sends some rainbow dreams
that make me smile in the sleep.

A Hello without a reason….
I don’t know
What it means to you
But,to me
It means more than
the first “hello” ever heard.

A meaningless Hi without a reason…
I don’t know
What it means to you….
But,to me
It means more than the
first gibberish words
of a baby to its Mom.

It’s not new…
We all know…
There are things in life
which mean nothing to you
and everything to someone…!!!

But…
It still hurts….
to be the  “someone”!!!

……………..Muthuraman