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Posted: 16 years ago

CHAPTER 3-THE CALL

BACK TO THE VILLAGE
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Balu was in a fix and he had no one to turn to since everybody turned to him for help and advice.As the village leader he was the one to whom all the villagers looked to and turned to for advice.But it was time for action and not for dilly dallying for another girl had gone missing.The previous girls who had gone missing were thought to have eloped with their lovers but three in a row was too far fetched for that and everyone knew that something bad was happening in the village.The past few weeks people who lived on the outside edge of the village nearer to the forest that surrounded them had been complaining that they had been hearing strange noises and screams and did not dare venture outside after the dark.All this was new and strange to the vilagers who were by nature very brave folks and did not bother too much about walking in the dark even inside the forest.But everyone had somehow subtly felt a malevolent presence in the forest and even inside the vilage sometimes and now the problem had become to big to ignore.
After lot of thought balu decided to go to the local police station and talk to the sub-inspector and file a complaint.The people gathered there for the meeting decided that would be the best thing to do and also agreed to organise nightly rounds of the village and everyone would take turns in doing so.Balu watched the crowd disperse with a heavy heart and also worried about the fate of the missing girl.An idea came to him but he hesitated,would it be too petty of a problem to call his friend and inform him about what was going on in the village.

He reminded himself of the time when all of them had gone to the forest to play and had been suddenly confronted by a leopard which had then attacked his younger brother mani and how his friend had managed to chase of the leopard single handedly and then carried Balu's wounded younger brother mani on his shoulder's back to the village and saved his life.Balu knew he would come if called for their friendship spanned nearly four decades.But he hesitated for he knew his friend was a senior police officer in chennai and would have lot of things occupying his time and might not be able to come immediately when called.yet it was better that he was kept informed for wasn't the vilage his own and the place where he had spent his childhood and he surely would rush to the aid of his own people.so balu decide he would make the call to his friend.


CHAPTER 4-RUDRAN

HEROES AND MONSTERS
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Posted: 16 years ago
DD
On your story love death and retribution I have a question.
Lord Siva was deep in penance when a celestial angel tried to disturb his powerful meditation. The Lord opened his 3rd eye and burnt her to ashes.
Is life so frivolous that a person can get angry enough to terminate another's life?
The soldier story is touching. You must play the role of a soldier. But please, not like the movie Soldier in which Bobby deol plays one and is enticed by Priety Jinta. Just a pure soldier, the kind of life that you have described.
The difference between a soldier and a policeman is just that. Soldiers take lives. The duty of a soldire is to protect, and so he kills. Why people bear arms on the silver screen portraying to kill is sheer mystery to me.
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Posted: 16 years ago
jagdu sweetheart,
if you read carefully i have only mentioned the devil and his daughter so pray tell me where does lord shiva or a celestial angel come into play.and moreover everything is just time pass so don't tke life so seriously.if you feel i have hurt your sentiments by the story or my writings please accept my apologies.true when you say soldiers give their life for their citizens and corrupt police take innocent lives.but then again there are good soldiers and bad soldiers who rape and kill innocents.be well.
satish
dd went away with anandham so i am just satish now.
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Posted: 16 years ago

requiem for love

The road to love and happiness is a tricky one
walk on it and you will soon know that
for the pain of it from bruised knees and
aching heart is a passage to hell
you stand quietly as you see the one you love
pass you day after day
with just a passing glance as a friend
trembling hands and beating heart
wretched countenance welcome you to
everyday and it is a day that you
dont have the strength to face
so die again and again
and live a lie again and again

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Posted: 16 years ago

CHAPTER 4-RUDRAN

HEROES AND MONSTERS
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I was on fire and burning to death.Screaming in pain and not knowing what to do i looked around and saw my wife and daughter lying on the ground dead.The pain and shock of seeing them dead was more painful than my body on fire.i tried desperately to go to them but i could not move.What was happening to me and where was i.In my pain i heard someone call me and saw an old man with a huge black dog next to him beckoning to me.I could see that he was mouthing my name but i could not move and closing my eyes i tried to crawl to him but to no avail.Screaming i woke up and

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Posted: 16 years ago
dance with my father

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
this song was written and sung by the late luther vandross
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Posted: 16 years ago

Childhood - a lost horizon
Chubby cheeks, but yoke weighing a ton
Computer and idiot-box-best friends
Mums and dads busy leaving her alone to fend
Toys and dresses by the galore
Alas! leaving the heart sore
Classes upon classes filling the day
Art, music, dance and karate
Life seeming like a vast sea, the child drowning
Frantically clinging to every little straw
to keep going.

Childhood - a lost horizon
No more careless laughter, only the smile of a sphinx
No more climbing of trees, only labored games making life a jinx
No more goodness of friends, only suspicion and mistrust
No more innocence, childhood swirling in a dust
No more twinkle and stars in the eyes, sadness looming large
No more time, childhood into adulthood ready to barge
The fresh dewy childhood getting wilted
Already with experiences of being jilted
Every little face appearing frightfully mature and dulled
What have we here - a bunch of mini-adults!

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Posted: 16 years ago
Hi,
The poem above was written when I was doing my training in gynaecology as a junior resident doctor. Believe it or not, but one of my patients was a 12 year old girl who walked into the doctor's office one day....casually asking me for contraception!😲 It reflects how little kids today just don't want to be little kids anymore. Sad, but true. That's how fast the world is changing today.
And then there were people like Michael Jackson (it's difficult using the past tense here...) who spent millions of dollars building his Neverland ranch....to rebuild an atmosphere of the childhood life he never had. He created his own park where he could go walking, colourful ferris wheel rides, a train station, statues....and much more. Whether or not you believe he was innocent (again, it's difficult using the past tense here....), you can't help but appreciate the beauty of Jackson's vision in creating such a place.
None of us should ever lose our sense of wonder and amazement of the world, and I think Jackson truly wanted children to have this, largely because he never had it as a child himself.
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Posted: 16 years ago
Truly agree with you Spain. It pains a lot to see the usage of past tense for MJ.
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Posted: 16 years ago
hi people,
Does one truly die when they are dead.I am saying this in regards of jackson's death for dosen't he live on in our hearts for eons.I don't think most of you members would have been born in 1984 but that was during my 9th std and we caught a glimpse of jackson for the first time when they beamed the grammy awards for the first time on doordarshan.As for me i watched with mouth open the moonwalk and the break moves and i started dancing.that moment was took me to winning a few dance competitions in inter school and college culturals.
Michael is not dead for he lives in me and in all our hearts.energy is never lost but transferred and that energy that was beamed in 1984 still courses through my veins and continues to flow in millions of boys and girls bodies and minds.
when a person dies,specially a soul who has touched billions of lives i think even the earth sighs in sadness but life goes on for us.he came,he sang,he danced and conquered our hearts.the lyrics from heal the world,man in the mirror are not spoken in the same manner as beat it,billie jean and thriller but if you read the lyrics then one knows what a kind and gentle soul mj was.
long live the king of pop.

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