Shakira croons Waka Waka and Vuvuzela blown by fans.

Fifa World Cup Football has taken over the world. My home town, Tirur in Malappuram District of Kerala, also making news with its diehard fans.

SULEKHA NEWS: http://newshopper.sulekha.com/fifa-world-cup-mania-grips-kerala_news_.htm

INDIA TODAY: http://www.india-today.com/itoday/20020624/sports.shtml

THE HINDU: http://www.thehindu.com/2010/06/03/stories/2010060358800500.htm

ZEE NEWS: http://www.zeenews.com/news632166.html

KAIRALI TV: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vOxta3Ywt4k&feature=channel

Just search the net and you will be surprised at how this town is taking part in the Fifa World Cup. And if you would like to know more, there are some people who can take you there. Just visit http://theblueyonder.com/worldcup/index.htm

Enjoy the crooning Shakira and lyrics

When I reach Tirur for my vacation next month, the frenzy and tempo will be reaching the pinnacle. And I am waiting to see my mad mad mad fellows there!!!!!!

Courtesy : http://www.musicloversgroup.com/shakira-waka-waka-lyrics-and-video/


This is in tribute of a person whom I did not get much to know because he left this world when I was seven years old. Three times I have met him during my vacations, at the ages of two, four and six. Rest all I know about him is from my father. He is my grandfather, the beloved father of my dad and other seven children. A grandfather of thirteen and great grandfather of eleven (out of this, he has seen only the first one). He is still admired by his children and friends as a man of great moral and modern outlook, who died five years back on this day at the age of 89.This man who has seen much more than a thousand full moons, according to my father, was a man who kept his pace with changing times, many a times ahead of it and never could be termed as orthodox in his thinking or deeds. He has defied conventions right from his youth when the society around him was of feudal and orthodox values. For my father, as he states, he was not just father but a friend, philosopher and guide. What more I can write about him?

But I realize that I too have lost someone, whose presence could have been something precious in my life.


Mangoes and jackfruits are ripe from last two months and it is end of season now. My memories of mangoes are the neatly stacked ones I am finding in the supermarkets here. But from last year, it seems less supplied here; don’t know the reason may be poor harvest in India and Pakistan. The cheaper mangoes come from Pakistan which is sweeter than the varieties come from India. But Indian mangoes have a large variety to choose from comparing to fewer from Pakistan. Jackfruit mainly comes from Kerala, but not at all of quality. Eating it just for the sake of eating. A small piece of jackfruit costs you Dh.10 onwards which in fact is not worth when you get poor quality of it. Mangoes and jackfruits are very costly here but back home  we can get it free from our trees!!!

I like mangoes and jackfruit very much. May be because of getting it less here as my father puts it. Back home, we have few trees of both in our property but I am here whining.  My summer vacation starts in July and I will be at Tirur or Kuttippuram in July and August. But by that time the season will be over for both except a few late comers on those trees.Mangoes are OK but the jackfruit absorbs monsoon and will be of no taste.  I can only blame my summer vacation for this. But my father disagrees and his logic goes like this:-

In India, the summer vacation is in April and May. Mangoes and jackfruits are ripe by that time so the children enjoy it.

In UAE, the summer vacation is in July and August. Dates are ripe by that time so the children enjoy it.

So what matters is the place where we are.

Be at the right place at the right time, he says. (Ah, is it possible?)

Nature has placed certain fruits in plenty at places and other fruits will be cherished there as it goes for mangoes in UAE and dates in India, he adds.

What to do? Law of nature. Consoling. Is it?

(Pictures courtesy: mangoes-www.livinggoodhealth.com, jackfruit-www.cookhereandnow.com)


On a July morning, the twins Mia and Ria were playing with their friends when they heard a small whine. They looked back to see a small puppy. By the sound of his whine, it was understood that he was lost. They searched around for its mother. After a long search when they didn’t find the puppy’s mother, they took it to the police station. After few days, they were doing errands for their mother when they saw a puppy coming out of the police station. They recognized it as the puppy they had rescued. They went inside carrying the puppy in their hands and asked the officer on duty whether they could take it. The officer whose name was Colin discussed their request with the other officers. After a while …they agreed as no one had yet come asking for him. So after finishing all the errands they ran back home with the puppy. They thought and thought for a nice name to give the puppy at last when they could not find a nice name the twins asked their mother what they should name it. Their mother thought for a while and then she said ‘Lucky’ as they were lucky to get a pet and Lucky was lucky to have someone take care of him.

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Living in a desert city, you may not find many birds or animals around you as natural as you find back home. The most you find here are stray cats around the garbage bins placed everywhere.

Occasionally a pet dog being walked by its owner, a few pigeons or sparrows on your window sills are the glimpses of animal life around you here. To see the native camel, you need to travel to the deserts outside the city limits.

But there are many shops selling pet animals here who are even importing dangerous and unusual pets such as Lions, Tigers, Baboons or even Pythons. Recently a python found on a road in Sharjah had created some panic to the passer-bys. Illegal trade of near extinct animals is reported many a times in media.

I do wonder what makes them happy to keep such animals as pets.

Pets could be either dogs or cats who love their masters back but not the wild animals that have no such love towards the masters. Even caging the harmless birds as pets could be wrong as no bird loves to be a captive.

Why do we enjoy seeing another living being in captivity?

Let them be lucky to live in their natural habitat.

(picture courtesy : http://www.kentuckyanimals.org)


Today is Vishu. The Malayalam New Year. Also the New Year in many other states in India.

I had school today unlike the children who have holidays now in India. I have only few things to remember about Vishu or any other festivals here. We have always had the Vishukkani, kainettam and sadya here( no fire crackers! no by law!), but I don’t even have a faint memory of Vishu celebrated at my ancestral homes at Tirur or Kuttippuram because we were never there at the time of Vishu . I have had all the images of Vishu from the words of my parents and from books or television. I think almost all my friends are alike even though some have experienced it back home in Kerala.  But my parents say there are many changes from the past when you talk about such celebrations, whether here or in Kerala. They say that every item was prepared at home only and never had an idea of buying a Sadya  from a nearby hotel. Here we get all the ingredients for a celebration ready to buy from a nearby supermarket or hotel, even then I believe I am missing the real fun of it which I may get back home with my grandparents and other family members. Is it nostalgia? No. it is not because nostalgia is about the things you had once and not able to, now. I have nothing of the sort “then”. My only luck  is that I have a mother who knows all these traditional recipes and we are still preparing everything at home, whether she or I have office or school to attend.  For me every festival is a note of thanks to my mom.

So the Vishukkani, Vishukainettam and Vishusadya were all there today also and enjoyed it. The rest I will be dreaming.

A happy Vishu to you all.

(pictures courtesy : Mathrubhumi)

Nila Foundation

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What was once the life line of Kerala, is today a decaying, depleting river.
It is out of concern for Bharatapuzha (River Nila), the erosion of the river banks, the dilution of it’s culture, neglect and depletion of it’s resources :
that the Nila foundation was formed. Their study about the rivers is going to be released on 5th June 2010 and the book is titled “Puzha Malayalam”
“Puzha Malayalam is an exploration of Kerala and her rivers; a journey that begins with Kerala’s cultural history and wends its way to the environmental degradation of the State. It is a book that illustrates how rivers are a part and parcel of the Malayalee way of life. A book that reminds us that the death of a river is the death of Kerala itself and that the only way to protect life is by protecting rivers. A book that offers glimpses of hope, even as it underlines the burning realties of environmental degradation in the State. Written in the language of love, this is a book for every Malayalee who cherishes rivers.”
please visit the website through the blogroll.