Points to ponder!

[Visalakshi Ramani]

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கதை சொல்லும் பாட்டியின் குறும்பு!

பாட்டி கதையில் கெட்டி & படு சுட்டி.:first:

பாட்டி கணக்கில் மட்டும் ரொம்ப வீக்(?) :nono:

கதை சொல்லும் போது அவள்

"பஞ்ச பாண்டவர்கள்

கட்டில் கால் போல

மூன்று பேர்கள்!"

என்று சொல்லி,

கையில் இரண்டு விரல்களைக் காட்டி,

தரையில் 1 என்று எழுதி

அதையும் அழித்து விடுவாளாம்!

பஞ்சபாண்டவர்கள் உண்மையில்

ஐவரா? நால்வரா? மூவரா?

இருவரா? ஒருவரா? பூஜ்யமா ?

இந்தக் கேள்வி மனதை விட்டு மறையாதாம்.

எப்படி லூட்டிப் பாட்டியின்

naughty கூட்டல் கணக்கு? :thumb:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

O, thou art fairer than the evening air,
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

It is not in our power
to love :hug: or hate :hand:,
For will in us is over-rul'd by fate.

Where both deliberate, the love is slight;
Whoever loved that loved not at first sight?


Christopher Marlowe.

P.S.
The second quotation explains a LOT of events and things happening around us I suppose!:nerd:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 130. The Auction.

He was sent by his boss to bid,
He knew he can't underbid!

He knew he should not overbid!
At the same time he had to outbid.

His boss did somethings forbid,
But he was pressurized to rebid,

His boss became very rabid;
The whole thing turned morbid!

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 131. The Fruit Yogurt.

The child did the secret blurt! :
Without realizing it will hurt! :blabla:

His father became very curt,
No doubt he was badly hurt. :doh:

Sympathy ousted in a spurt,
The child did a portly strut, :baby:

Offering his father fruit yogurt,
Trying to make him feel not-hurt! :hug:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

What makes a 'dear' friend turn into a 'sour' enemy?

Is it the same hair-thin-line separating

Love and Hatred?

Day and Night?

Life and Death?

Health and Ill health?

Good and Bad?

Sense and Nonsense?

Right and Wrong? :noidea:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

A point to ponder!

The lion cubs and tiger cubs are seen boxing with one another and with their parents.

It is just a MOCK fight - in order to keep in good shape.
They need that daily practice to remain in ship-shape.

Seeing the verbal bouts and :boxing: taking place here everyday,
I understand that these too are just mock fights
(verbally of course) in order to remain in ship-shape mentally and linguistically.

That is why it goes on and on .... untiringly between the same sets of persons. :croc:

Women on the other hand mean serious business when they engage in verbal bouts and sever connections immediately.

They probably have other ways of remaining in ship-shape than indulge in verbal bouts and :boxing:

What could that be??? :noidea:

 

[renuka]

A point to ponder!

The lion cubs and tiger cubs are seen boxing with one another and with their parents.

It is just a MOCK fight - in order to keep in good shape.
They need that daily practice to remain in ship-shape.

Seeing the verbal bouts and :boxing: taking place here everyday,
I understand that these too are just mock fights
(verbally of course) in order to remain in ship-shape mentally and linguistically.

That is why it goes on and on .... untiringly between the same sets of persons. :croc:

Women on the other hand mean serious business when they engage in verbal bouts and sever connections immediately.

They probably have other ways of remaining in ship-shape than indulge in verbal bouts and :boxing:

What could that be??? :noidea:

Well its not Tigers and Lions anymore,
Cos they have lead a life where they only Roar,
Its the docile one an unassuming fellow,
With age, they dont really Mellow but rather surprisingly Bellow!

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

Reminds me of one of my naughty poems...
about the "mother of five" and the "father of three!"

Well its not Tigers and Lions anymore,
Cos they have lead a life where they only Roar,
Its the docile one an unassuming fellow,
With age, they dont really Mellow but rather surprisingly Bellow!

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

For the sake of those who might have missed reading this, I am posting it here again!

# 62. The Blow and the Glow.

There was this strange fellow,
A moment of peace will not allow;

Inside, he was a person yellow,
And his love was very shallow;

He made his loyal wife swallow,
Insults streaming out in a flow;

Age should have made him mellow,
But it did in fact add to his bellow;

His wit would work very slow,
He loved to hit, her belt below;

He would his routine follow,
A bachelor's life all aglow;

He would tell his loyal wife,
"Mother of five! Enjoy life!"

The wife had got tired and sick,
Thought it was time to hit back;

"Oh dear Father of three!
Go and enjoy Scot free!"

Now that was a real blow,
Too big for him to swallow!

He came to senses, bent low,
Never again left his bungalow.

[A story, by my father told,
As a poem, by me retold!]
​

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

People ask you for criticism, but they only want praise.:hail:

It is no use crying over split milk, because all the forces of the Universe were bent on spilling it. :ballchain:

Beauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul. :whoo:

William Somerset Maugham.

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 132. The Treat.

The occasion was truly great,
Demanding an excellent treat; arty:

He knew the best place to eat,
And beat the scorching heat. :smow:

He offered her a comfortable seat,
They felt happy with their joint feat.:high5:

She loved to eat products of wheat,
He himself preferred to eat meat;

The food and the service were neat,
They would love the dinner to repeat.:hungry:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 133. The Stunner!

Some thought her a stunner! :music:
For others she was a punner!

She loved a poor humble gunner, :attention:
Who later became a gun-runner!

She well deserved a Gov'ner, opcorn:
But she settled for this gunner;


She also became the forerunner
When she became a roadrunner. :bowl:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

Women hate revolution and revolutionists.:hand:

They like men who are docile,

and well regarded at the bank
and never late at meals.:clock:

Henry Louis Mencken.



A wonderful bird is the pelican,

His bill will hold more than his belican.

He can take in his beak
Food enough for a week,opcorn:

But I am damned if I see how the helican.:doh:

Dixon Lanier Merritt.

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 134. The Bomb and the Balm.

She dropped an atom bomb,

On her unsuspecting mom! :tsk:

Breaking the atmosphere calm,
By marrying a peeping Tom! eep:

The condition of her poor mom,

Resembled a tree of the palm;

At the end of a thunder storm!

Who could offer her a balm??? ainkiller:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 135. The snug bug in the rug.

They knew he was a thug,
She was under love's drug; :dizzy:

Each ear stuffed with a plug,
All the warnings met a shrug.

She thought he was her jug;
He thought she was his mug!

He was in fact a mere bed-bug,
Wishing the comfort of a rug,

He felt complacent and smug,
He loved his shelter real snug! :couch2:

No amount of parental tug,
No amount of brotherly lug,

Could free her from his hug. :hug:
He was the meanest slug,

And a first class humbug,
The tussle ended with a...

Kooo chug chug chug chug
chug chug chug chug chug!

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

If we believe a thing to be bad, and if we have a right to prevent it, it is our duty to try to prevent it
and to damn the consequences.:hand:
Lord Alfred Milner.

Himself in his own dungeon.:whoo:
John Milton.

Hence vain, deluding joys, :loco:
The brood of folly without father bred.
John Milton.

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 136. The Holi.

She had worn her best skirt,:music:
He had worn his newest shirt; :

They never hesitate to openly flirt,:hug:
He in addition did the water squirt;

Her wet clothes collected all the girt,
She laughed - though covered by dirt! :becky:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 137. Try Try Try Again!

His efforts utterly ended in a bust!

It became nothing more than dust,

Being blown away by a sudden gust! :doh:

His efforts were by all means just;

And his failure was truly unjust!

Win in his future efforts, he must. :high5:

It has long since become his lust.

He won't allow himself to sit and rust:

And get covered like iron by a crust.:nono:

He had in himself unshakable trust,

He will surely make himself august!

He now needed his efforts to adjust,

And make it much more robust! :ballchain:

He will surely win with this thrust.

He will never let the world oust

Him - as if he were just a locust!

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

Confusion worse confounded. :help:

Which way I fly is hell; myself am Hell. :evil:

Imparadis'd in one another's arms. :hug:

With thee conversing I forget all time. :blabla:

John Milton.

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 138. An Affair in the offing?

He fell in love with her golden hair,
Which played naughtily in the air!

She suddenly looked so very fair! :music:
Sitting quietly in her sleek chair.

They would make a lovely pair!
He could rely on his inner flair.

But such a sudden stormy affair,
Might make his good wife despair!:whoo:

It might really be very unfair,
Tarnishing him beyond repair.

It might his name and fame impair,
And push him down from the stair. :faint:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 139. To become a sweetheart!

You have to act real smart,
From the crowd to stand apart! :high5:

To prove that you are a stalwart,
And not just a pathetic upstart!

There will be many a sharp dart,
Aimed at puncturing your heart; :whip:

But such things form a part,
Of your moving up the chart;

It is best to have a good start,:bowl:
Or you may just need to restart,

To relentlessly go on to thwart,
The actions of your counterpart.

If you continue to knowledge impart,:nerd:
You are sure to become a sweetheart!

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

One cannot shut one's eyes to things not seen with eyes.
Charles Morgan.

Great fleas have little fleas on their backs to bite 'em. :help:
And little fleas have lesser fleas and so ad infinitum. :tsk:
Augustus de Morgan.

And their devices for cheapening labor simply resulted in increasing the burden of labor. :doh:
William Morris.

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 140. Meal on Wheel.

He was mentally prepared to kneel, :hail:

The job he sought was a good deal!

It was called The Meal On Wheel. :hungry:

He was tired of the potato peel.

He was tired of preparing the veal.

He need no more for his food steal,

He just needed to increase his zeal, :high5:

His new job will make him the keel,

Of his business, proud did he feel,

But it won't let him rest his heel! :roll:

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

# 141. The Slut In The Hut.

He had just gone out,
Closing the door shut;

Of his little lonely hut,
He had fresh grass to cut;

And had his cattle to glut,
His need to fill his own gut.

His wife was a real slut, :bored:
He himself a hard nut; :heh:

People to them said "tut", :hand:
Them it never bothered but!

He had to walk on the rut,
Before he did the grass cut.

 

[Visalakshi Ramani]

அனைத்திலுமே ஆத்மா!

உள்ளது ஆத்மா அனைத்திலும் என்பர். :hail:

உயிரற்ற பொருட்களிலும் கூடவா?

ஆமாம், உயிர் உள்ளவை மட்டுமன்றி

உயிர் அற்றவைகளிலும் உண்டு ஆத்மா!

நம்புவதற்குக் கடினமாக இருந்தாலும்,

நான் இப்போதெல்லாம் நம்புகிறேன்!

என்னுடைய கம்ப்யூடர் முடிவு செய்கிறது,

எவற்றைப் போஸ்ட் செய்யவேண்டும்,

எவற்றைச் செய்யக்கூடாது என்பதை.

சில போஸ்டுகள் போஸ்ட் ஆகா!

மூன்று, நான்கு முறை முயன்ற போதிலும்!

பிறகு தோன்றும்,"நல்லவேளை நான்

அதைப் போஸ்ட் செய்யவில்லை" என்று!

தலைவலியைப் பொருட்படுத்தாமல்

Type செய்தால் இன்டர்நெட் இருக்காது.

Enforced rest period தரும் எனக்கு!

பிறகு தானாகவே கன்னெக்ட் ஆகும்!

இப்போது நம்பித் தான் தீர வேண்டும்

இப்போது என்னுடைய P.C. is

an extension of my personality,

my Conscience and my thought process.:ranger: