Love

Info:- 55-Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.

This week I am back with yet another 55-Fiction. This mysterious girl, her love for rain, and her wish, is finally fulfilled. However, I am going to continue this story for two more weeks with a small twist. Wait and watch…and thank you in advance for reading.

I have a good news for you. My wife Vidhya and I, secured Level B1 in German Exam. I have posted a status on Facebook, embedding the post for you 😀

Yay! We did it Vidhya! <3 Certified Level B1 in German <3 Celebrating the result of hard work, 6 months struggle,…

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Namma Chennai! Singara Chennai!

Namma Chennai! Singara Chennai! My favorite city in the world!

I can list thousand reasons to show my love for Chennai, and I am sure all Chennaites will love the reasons because it would be the same for them. We Chennaites, are proud of being a Chennaite and a Tamilian. So I am not going to write it.

வந்தாரை வாழவைக்கும் தமிழ்நாடு – அன்று
வந்தாரை வாழவைக்கும் சென்னை – இன்று

This is 100% true. I have heard this from hundreds of people who travel from small villages and towns of India to Chennai. In Chennai, you can survive with nothing at all. Maybe, I will write a separate of post on this. For now, I will write about recent Chennai rains and the floods, that rocked Chennai yet we showed the world, why we are proud of who we are.

Last month, when the monsoon started hitting hard at Chennai, we, the people of Chennai, did not sink in the rain, instead we sank the religious difference in us and showed the world that Unity is Strength and Humanity is God.

The rain God came down to Chennai answering the decade’s prayers (it rained now and then in the last ten years but not like how it used to rain years before) from the people of Chennai. Since it was for a decade, the city roads got filled up very soon (not sure what happened to draining systems drive), then when it was about to fill up the ponds, rivers and lakes, (Thanks to Urban Development Drive that transferred Nature’s property to individual’s property), it lacked space, so it entered the homes, colleges and all occupied properties, and rest of all the other available places for stealing the Nature’s property – A Good Lesson Taught By God! Highest rainfall in the last hundred years.

We will learn from our mistakes, but it was a testing time for us. Thousands of people lost their houses, household items, clothes, food, cars, pets, money and everything, and a few of them lost their lives. Roads got washed away, bridges broken, reservoirs and dams overflowed, rivers flushed away everything. The city came to a standstill, with no power, no money, and no food. It sank, literally.

But did we allow it to sink completely? No, definitely no… National Disaster Rescue Team, Indian Army, City Police, and a lot of good hearted people came down to streets to help the needy irrespective of creed or caste. We rescued people from their homes using boats and moved them to safe location, we saved the dying animals and handed it to over to good hands, we provided food and water to people who got struck with no power in their houses, we swam in neck-deep, hip-deep, and even in 12ft to 15ft water in some areas to help the needy.

We did everything to help us in these troublesome times. We formed human chain to rescue, ordinary people became super heroes, celebrities became saviors, social media became helplines, hashtags like #ChennaiRains #ChennaiRainsHelp #ChennaiFloods became news, photographs captured history, maps became flood maps, bloggers became news reporters, and what not…?

Not just that… Government announced flood camps and medical camps, Telecom providers announced free talk time, EMI’s slashed, Banks worked on the weekends, mobile ATM’s and what not? We saved us. Not only from the floods, but also from the aftereffects diseases. After twenty days of rains and floods, we came down to street, cleaned the roads, removed the debris, disinfected the places, and made it livable again. Though it is in the process, still we can proudly say that we will bounce back soon. For more updates check Chennai Rains.

We had a Drive, a Design, and we connected to deliver better. Remember, we did not sink in the rain, instead we sank the religious difference in us and showed the world that Unity is Strength and Humanity is God. We’re made of great. Read more #madeofgreat stories at http://madeofgreat.tatamotors.com/.

Though personally, I was not there in Chennai, still I did all my best possible help to all the people.

Wait

Info:- 55-Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.

This week I am back with yet another 55-Fiction. The love for rain. The love she had. The second post of the series. I will continue next week to announce the climax. Thank you in advance.

I am publishing 55 Fiction every Friday, as a Tribute to Late G-Man, the man behind my love for writing 55-Fiction. Join me if you like to write 55-Fiction. Keep reading and keep watching this space for more surprises.

Rain

Info:- 55-Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.

This week I am back with yet another 55-Fiction. The love for rain. Oh yeah, rain… my home town, Chennai is flooding because of torrential rain that poured down continuously for the past fifteen days. My family members and close friends are safe. However close to 270 died in rain related incidents and close 10,000 people lost their homes and belongings. I request everyone to #PrayForChennai 😀 Thank you in advance.

I am publishing 55 Fiction every Friday, as a Tribute to Late G-Man, the man behind my love for writing 55-Fiction. Join me if you like to write 55-Fiction. Keep reading and keep watching this space for more surprises.

Winter

Info:- 55-Fiction refers to fictional writings bounded to a maximum of 55 words.

Every time I try to get back to serious blogging, one or the other stops me. I do not want to escape saying I am occupied with work or other priority tasks. I am not going to find out the reason instead I will try to blog regularly. I am planning to post 55 Fiction every Friday, as a Tribute to Late G-Man, the man behind my love for writing 55-Fiction. Join me if you like to write 55-Fiction. It has been almost two years since I wrote a 55-Fiction. Pardon me, if it is not good. Keep reading and keep watching this space for more surprises.

Hold My Hand

This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 57; the fifty-seventh edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Madhu Vajpayee, the author of Seeking Redemption and Shades Publications, the publisher of Friendship- Bonds Beyond Time.

He closed the gate, stood there, looked on his right, and then on his left. On seeing a speeding car, he said, “Hold My Hand”. She didn’t.

“Hold My Hand, dear. Let’s cross.” He repeated his words. She didn’t. He turned back to shout at her. And on seeing the word at the gate, “Graveyard,” he realized that she is no more. A teardrop escaped from his left eye.

He wiped off the tear and walked across the road. In the midway, he felt her fingers in his, it was… her soul. Her soul smiled and he smiled.

“Together forever!”

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