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for a cute kutti baby angel November 15, 2009

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My Good friend’s sister just gave birth to a cute kutti angel and I simply couldn’t stop myself from writing for her!

Oh and she woke up to make others feel older,
Took stares and replied with silence,
Twinkled her eyes and sprinkled freshness,
Entwined the missed ones and blessed togetherness,
Turned woman to mother and man to father,
Gave those moments enough and them to be her family,
Filled their eyes and with her beautiful smiles,
Spoke her language and laughed her way out,
Pushed herself into hearts and all flashed pictures,
Gifted family with love and her beautiful presence,
It is in her innocence that we lose us,
No matter what you try, she will stay and continue to be an angel.

A special one for this special kutti one! – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar :)

“Life”, I am loving it:) June 6, 2009

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Oh, and I get blown off on your smiles,
Heart bounces high with love,

Filled with a million moments are my days,
But the happy ones are sure of you

In an uncertain world with so much of bitterness,
A sweet hope that gives the meaning to love

May the days to follow be as well so,
That I could ever dwell, in the word, “happiness”

Life gets a better sense of purpose,
Maybe they call this to be destiny

From crawling to walking and walking to running,
May this life get better and strength to strength

All I could say with loads of smiles “ON”,
“Life”, I am loving it:)

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar:)

to my friends, and our friendship :) May 10, 2009

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The fine mornings, walked
would turn to be noons,
whether we wish or not,
time would pass by.
Can’t hold the best moments of life
but can to the friendship it brought!
To my friends, and our friendship!
Thank you for being there.

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar

in fixed deposit May 6, 2009

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every time I see, there ain’t a message from you,
I believe, time has gone lazy and has not moved,
Inks have dried up and papers aren’t born yet,
Internet is down and Google has crashed,
or may be that you have invested the love for me in fixed deposit! :)

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar

on slumdog millionaire February 23, 2009

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Slumdog millionaire is more of a movie on love than on money to me. If you are to agree that the title of a movie has very little to do with the movie, then the same indeed is a winning phrase, however if it needs to make sense of its content, it could have been named better. Should i call it to be a gimmick to embrace popularity, i would not be lying, but i can boldly say, this film is not something that lacks content. Its beautiful for its unconditional love and sound music. Beautiful Music carries you forward and the raw and real its visuals just cling to it, never mind you would still lose yourselves to it. Its rawness holds me and some true its moments just haunts the inactions and helplessness. Innocence prevails in many of its characters and they sweep your feet away be how good your boot’s grips are. Having said all, i hold to my point, its an intelligent film but not the genius. I would give 4 stars out of five to this well directed movie and would list as one of the best movies on India and by Indian technicians, Bravo “Slumdog millionaire” Team! – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

some lines of having watched “City of Angels” February 16, 2009

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Death is inevitable and sometimes even it disturbs its creators.

I loved the thought of the creator and his other lesser mortal the creations being won over by the strength of its own creations. Gods and angels as well have their moments of failure, one out of their own deeds, for the creations are as strong as the creator. It does indicate weakness, but its the weakness to practice ordinariness and indeed a failure means success here. What is angelness to love? its a novel idea for an angel to lose his angelic the nature to be able to fall in love to lovely the human. It elevates the strength of love, to prove that there are very few things beyond love.

My mind and heart says, Moments in hand are precious and life’s worth is in living them and life is worth living them.Things that are to happen, may not be stopped but until that the failure succeeds, love your breath, live your breath. vanishing of the breath from your nostrils may be attributed to lifelessness, but until that it surrounds you, be engulfed by the magnanimity of its absence, and simply enjoy life’s fragrance. None of us know what’s beyond, thinking of it, the moments of now may erode, let us then spend them for we own them and we all are rich of them. To life and to its lives – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

To love and to my love February 12, 2009

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In the moments of silence, one is only reminded of the less silent the moments. You may choose to be away being vulnerable to the kindness of love, and being away has always helped less, compared to have been helped. Love is indeed a cliched word, for many utter it with little thought and lesser commitment, but how one if may be with true a feel help himself? “Love” as a word is uttered as much as one needs it and the matter of fact stays that everyone needs it and in abundance. Love is that magic hand that would hold you when you fall in moments of melancholy and giggle around on the high flyings of your happiness. The reasoning of love has always been less logical, for they have been beyond algorithms and our humanness has always been poorer to its nobility. “how n why” in love can be an intelligent and as well a stupid question and the difference lies only on ones belief towards the same.

The space that distants one from the beloved can stay hated and that’s the intensity of love, making man less materialistic but more of a lover and only to his love. Salute to the word “love” for its an understatement for such a complex existence, its four letterdness may make one laugh at it, but having lost to it can only make you laugh more and of extreme happiness. God’s craftsmanship of having created love is what makes him God from Man. To love and to my love – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar

what loss can cause?? January 29, 2009

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And then when a child spoke of her loss,
Life’s crystal the waters turned unclear of the moss.

Who shall from now on would cuddle her and care,
Destiny had destined and wasn’t it heartlessly unfair.

One may wish to question, is this all that’s life?
Why chose US then to try your flaws and strife.

He who created water as well then created the moss,
By some probability! Chosen are we to pay the loss?

May humans be tested less,
And Gods shall act to their dress.

Humans would stay human, until less provoked,
If not, tides shall change and always may they not stay doped.

It’s cruel to take away the colors, off one’s life, shall it be Him or shall it be human. I thank him for the tears, for that was love invested in me for others. I wish I could stay less worried, but just am I pushed to the state of helplessness and my mind that’s human has less been taught not to be crying and expressing. I ask not, anyone to walk by my talk, I may have flaws for I as well am part of his plot. To err I suppose should we anymore say is just human! But may be beyond.

Belief and disbelief, happiness and unhappiness, success and failure may all be and would be part of life, for upward and downward the trends are part of any the graphs! My writing above is not a conclusion on anything, but an outburst of emotions, hence it is to be understood as an instance and not as something to be followed.

with more hopes – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar

I wish, man was human! January 28, 2009

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The difference between good and bad did always exist and man has only been its victim. Though Goodness is not far from being accessible, badness was sought and reached with even much toughness, where we knew our actions were incorrect, but somehow yearned it by heart. May be its difficult to be good for it requires discipline, and to be bad just meant that nothing was required to be followed. So was it our laziness that paved way, one can’t blame that angle but discontentment on another’s chance was a more obvious the reason, and even there, it was out of lack of trust on oneself (that i can reach there sooner) and of a genius thought that time at the same time has eroded and i stay empty handed, should i get happy at his smile? An easy and idiotic thought indeed and only can be felt easy by one who is ready to work harder and idiotic by one who endorses less of immorality. What can be done to make goodness wholesome? even a thought so is now handled with force and brutality, Chances are that looking to endorse it, you may willingly but yet unknowingly be subscribing to be an unknown but soon to be poisoned Socrates. Selfishness is bad, we all know it, but then how are we falling to be practicing it? Has the seas of moral and respect dried up that we need some one to inspire us to be sharing our daily bread. I pity humans for the blessing of the sixth their sense has less been helpful to them. Could not God plant a re-designed more moral a chip on the brain that can lessen the burden of erring and correcting? Doesn’t God have any social obligation? Does he want us to suffer and then that he would appear and give salvation, are we fools or in the name of God, are we made fools.

Who all should we run from? Dirty politicians, filthy admins, corrupt officials, moral less police force, selfish inhumans? The world is all of them, is that the reason that science is being used to explore the chances of survival in red and blue the planets? Finding a way to survive, would the lesser evils, us the humans be imprisoned there? or is it the place of ecstasy for the greater evils, us the inhumans. We are so much accustomed to accepting immorality that, always someone practises it and creatively looks to better it with a newer better version. What cannot be taken as an example and which field can boast of having been relieved or excluded? Science they say has advanced and so have they in practicing and selflessly growing immorality. Where should it come from, who should be blamed for not having it, who should be accountable to be responsible for someone to be having it? I wish, i know someone who i can ask this, for every one looks to be battling their own great lives and giving me a feel that i am handling an irrelevant and out of the world subject. Why the hell should i pay for an antivirus if my morally inclined human brother would not spare his valuable brain for exclusively creating an intelligent virus? Is money the core reason, even if remotely so, for God’s sake damn it, we invented it. Is there a table thats big enough to be sat around and values of moral be taught by it. I pity my period, but i do so more for i am put to see them through, and i pity them more for i know less of the immoral practises of yesterday and of the richness of our history and Thank God, i know less of them!! Whats moral and whats immoral may be a very difficult line to talk, but can i ask someone to think twice before acting and check if his conducts and actions would in someway may bring a little of unhappiness to his brothers and sisters and fathers and mothers and sons and daughters of the world he lives, and if it may, can i ask him to reconsider and if possible not carry that incorrect act? By asking so, do i look selfish? please if by any means it does and the incorrectness and the helplessness of my language had victored over my good intent, please, for God’s sake and as well for Human’s sake, feel free even to question me that we shall together allow ourselves an opportunity to save morality and a larger face of humanity. May God bless all, for if not his purpose of existance shall sure be questioned. Man was told that he was created, of having been created, we would to the best extent try our best to bring goodness, i also mean to say to abolish badness, but at the places we fail, i pray, He who had created this trouble called human, please pitch in and act before somebody in the name of humanity takes the toll. Let us not wait for a bloodshed, let us look to act before and may our acts be victorious in preventing the bloodshed. Praise to God and also to the man that’s human! Toast to the goodness that yet exist, let us make it contagious and more that one may not have to create a human anti-badness version 1.0 sooner or later.

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar

Love, for life is once January 21, 2009

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Beautiful thoughts, I thought were of profound knowledge! Slap me!! No one can take away the beauty of my thoughts for her! My world is growing beauteous, and Words alone can’t explain its beauty, Smiling, I stay etched to life and wordless. If things get this beautiful, do we ever need words at all, I wish and wonder. Everything looks beautiful, and curses my history, I should have kept my eyes open, or how else could I have not seen her before!! Bless, Lord ‘O’ God, eye sight is a bliss, why did not you ever tell me this!!! One can ignore science and courageously say, love ain’t measurable.

How would you feel to walk on the petals and breathe the sweet fragrance of the roses? can one be blamed for loving them ever? No! not once or ever. Love is a feel, infact the most beautiful one that man could be blessed to live. Interestingly, it happens to one, who loves himself the most and wishes to live life to its best. I wish, may everyone get to breathe their life with the sweetness of fragrances of the roses and richness of softness of the petals.

Hate only those that can be hated, and shamelessly agree, love is lovely and its foes, hopeless. Love, for life is once, and that you love life.

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

timeless beauty January 21, 2009

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Sometimes one knows life itself is an exaggeration, but does everybody agree? i definitely don’t!! In writing, one cant help not writing, for exaggeration can as well be just a point of view and not necessarily the author holds that.

Ahh and she spoke smiles to let me fall to the sweetness of most beauteous the voices, more once. Of many the tones of melancholy that soils the heart, sweetness is all that and as sweet as its beholder. God has a reason not to answer all your prayers, and if he had, how could one ever face him to be asking the best of what could ever be asked. Everything happens for a reason, if not to have it to my favor, i would wish to have it thought so. Though be it cruel a thought to oneself, happy shall i be with her beside even shall any my prayers be unanswered. Never have i known how dangerous smiles could be, for what on earth can you call something that gives an addiction? The sweetness of her voice just echoes in my mind, and i havent known freshness better ever. What in God made him create her, i should say, it was his best thought ever and you cant ask for a better blessing than her. Everybody boasts to have known cuteness, i bet they are hypocritical for all they have seen may never be called beauty unto her. Sciences’ Gravity may have ever failed, but not  the forces that attract one to her, and i can say, Boss Newton was only half lucky. Timeless beauty and sure am i going wordless to keep abreast to its richness, its obvious that i would fail. What makes one a poet, i don’t know that, but all i know is that you cant stop being one, if she be in your world. Beauty is simple and she just is the superlative.

One can live an imaginary life called dreams, and in the one that i do, she is real ) – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

Keep smiling : ) January 21, 2009

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Hey oh my Friend, What is this world? Isn’t it a small round ball that carries along the hopes of millions of matter in it? Man, then indeed is a Supreme Being, for his ability to imagine surpasses the greatness of anything that holds him and lets him live. He is the heart of what he calls as the earth and yet his heart is as fickle and dexterous as the thought of the whole of mankind put together. The many layers of the complex compounds called emotions are larger than what has ever been discovered yet and the magnanimity of what a simple smile can bring only makes it more complex. The world compliments man, But man compliments it more. Keep Smiling – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

Abstract & beautiful January 21, 2009

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Pizza is a round matter that enhances friendship, or yaar rather say fuels the energy by filling the empty spaces of your hungry stomach, ofcourse the heart as well (hungry kya?), and giving some prime real estate and breathing space while you nurture friendship! For that matter, anything that’s served over a square/circular/oval/rectangular/any geometrical shape tables are of the same noble nature!! Just that pizza is interestingly marketed better for this holy matter! Yuppie, and if pizza is the solid toughie Italian guy, so do we have the liquid pretty girly version, yepp the undoubtedly beautiful Miss coffee indeed!! Who would not love a girl, I mean coffee ) , haan and well when I said that, kindly switch off that devilish little thoughts of some clichéd expressions about a girlish thought being carried by a guy and not to forget to see that bright beautiful angelic geometrically perfect circle of light behind my head!! ) he he!! Girl, indeed a matter of pride to mankind (also womankind, for political correctness), for it is the extreme expression of beauty known and unknown to science and say conscience!! he he ) (For God’s sake believe me, that’s an angelic smile)!! He who has to be appreciated would none be other than the one who created the most beauteous the creature, I mean the extremely creative designer in God. Oh my God! You are awesome! I mean, Thanks. he he ) – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

Inspire… January 15, 2009

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Inspiration does not require permission. and no one feels bad to have been a good example.

So why should not you feel bad for not being a good example? Every actions are carved on the moments of history and they are your most valuable opportunities to strike gold. Preparation to the destination is not a separate time of life but living of the life itself. Look deep into the moments that you live. They are the stones of scribes that lay for the generations to follow.You scribe them right and you make your mark. Screwing up has never been easy and the immense growth of technology has given all the options for anyone to fail than to succeed. It is the prepared mind that get things right for that’s the fruit for their extra effort. My wishes for you to succeed and Inspire…
- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar

Continues… October 26, 2008

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What is life about? Is it the haunting memories of the burnt past thats as strong as ones own shadows or the biting brushings of the fickle now that allows the shadows? A chilling stroke of pain fills the heart when memories think of the things that are lost and the experiences gained. Would it be human enough? or would it just be human? to allow the senses to compare of the so called “then” and the present, “now”. Goodness cherished and sorrows lived are just the shades and tones of the painting that i am now and i can only allow my heart to respect the past that brought the depth in me. Though intellectual does our heart wish to stay and would like to proclaim to itself to be the master creator of its own destiny, Life, i think is like the water that flows through the rocks, surfaces harder and softer just are the bitterness and sweetness of reality. It gives great pleasure to think of writing ones own story, but sometimes, neverthless most of the times, the brushings of reality makes them just a fantasy. If we could just think of goodness and then die, may be goodness can stay eternal. But to live them beyond the thinking is like embracing pain and with a smile. Several times, i have failed, but many a times, i have smiled. Having lived and smiled, i confess, some smiles have really been painful, yet the strife to be smiling wide, continues.

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

A sweet wish October 13, 2008

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A sweet moment of early wishing i missed,

Sweetest, sweeter, sweet my wish,

I wish, i wish and i wish,

For the sweetness of God to have bestowed us the “YOU”,

Sweet, sweeter, sweetest my friend,

May the day bring you the sweetness that you have brought to my world.

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

marriage is a journey and you are invited August 18, 2008

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  • One

A toast to the day, that marks the beginning of our togetherness,
while they say marriages are made in heaven, we simply welcome you to
one….!

  • two

The happiness that God has bestowed on us,
We wish to share with each other and promise to care for a lifetime,
This day marks our promise, come and strengthen us with your wishes….!

  • Three

A day to bless the reason to love,
A moment to spur the start of the journey,
A journey that only two can walk,
We promise to walk and wait with our hands held together,
Come and bless with your blessings….!

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

do your part July 20, 2008

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Easy living may not always be an option! sometimes you may need to date with death and may be then failures can even bring smiles! Run, for what you yet were been holding your breath was to live! and here is life, let your wait not be called foolish and you a fool. Heed to your heart’s voice for in it lies the truth that speaks your strengths, you know what you are and better than the one next to you. Taking risks are less riskier than not taking them, and life would Amen that and so would you once having lived the same. For goodness and your strife, we pray! May God bring them all (but please do not forget your part), that you may be victorious.

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.

that’s call centre! July 16, 2008

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The dusk of old our day is marked by the dawn of yellow little orange Sun, kissing the new day, Good Morning! Quite unfamiliar but not to the sleepless owls of the bright night life.  The day rather the human night goes sound as the strife continues to better the previous one and there is this inevitable thing called professionalism that compels one to live and be lived. It is quite amazing to see how humans have accepted the attack onto their social lives and yet smile the day out with little dark patches of skin below their eyes. In one way its their maturity to adapt to the requisite of time, though be it waging the war against biological the clocks of mother nature. Forget about sleep, even there is no time to sit and worry as every our night is a day to learn lessons and lessons are lessons be it learnt out of the day or by night. By every woken the hour, skills of survival are learnt and the skins just get thicker and thats dexterity. BREAK is a five lettered word to heaven, and escape to heaven is only far as to where it reads “canteen” or the cancerous “smoker’s zone”! If you are at the heights of positivity, lessons of life are served and fed at the canteen as well, where they demonstrate how an outsourced vendor should not service their poor money paying customers. While we breathe the jargons of our blessed life, our concerns are but not restricted to AHT, quality, team huddle, metrics, manager, girlfriends, boyfriends, up selling, cross selling, dollars, fyi’s, fyki’s, fyia’s, salt biscuit, tea, strong tea, PROMOTIONs, coffee, strong coffee, goals, salary, night sleep, day job, marriage, family, parents, child, children………oh the list continues and if i have to continue typing, i need to have a paid account with WordPress (for they charge for anything beyond 5GB)  we smile and as ever would continue to smile our hurdles out, for we are the people who live active at night and the place we live and love, that’s call center….oops!!! may i please place you on hold? i am next on the queue….!

- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.