Glimpses that grabs me!

Once in a while a visit to native is a pleasure than a leisure. The surroundings once you are used and later missed will come back to life.
The sapling you planted might have grown beyond your shoulder, it might even started to bear fruit or even started giving you the comfort of shade.
The newly built walls might have been coated with lush green fungus and turned grey…few creepers might have crawled over them.
The windows and doors might carry fresh coat of polish.

The recent visit I was just wandering all over the plot, each every corner I am familiar. The mango trees looked very big and the mangoes looked far away and smaller in size.
We have a total of 7 mango trees and 5 of them had mangoes. Few of them are threatening the boundary walls and there were efforts to chop their heavy branches to save the walls. Seems there are only very few wood cutters around my place and hard to get them. This really saved these trees. They form a comfort zone for the birds. My mother who loves the trees, plants and birds oh forgot even cats. Her mercy has allowed the white flowering creeper to swallow the clove tree. It has really ambushed the tree totally. I could feel how suffocated the clove tree is. It looked like Greeco roman wrestling hope you got what I mean.




When I turned to the left side of the house we have a Champakka tree. This tree is awesome to watch when they flower and they bear fruit, from light to dark pink.
The soil, the shrubs, the birds, the cats, the shadows.. it’s all so refreshing… Do you all enjoy these minor things with such a depth? I wonder….!
These photos really grabs me to my native. These are very ordinary moments but the impact it creates is such nostalgic. I bet you wont be able to see what I have in mind.

I would suggest you to rewind those moments and scenes which you might have crossed over long back. Rewind them..Glance through them, I bet it will refresh you a lot ,other wise it will fade forever…!!! Some memories has to last long .. so long like the AMARON battery Ad caption… Or else you are lost in the world of madness!

Conflict: Habitat V/s Development

The reason behind this instant blog is a call I made to my wife.. As usual I just went outside of the office cabin and was peeping through the window while waiting for the other end to pick it up. But the deep sleep and silent mode might be the reason for not answering my call, I knew she might be tired and fall asleep.
Approximate 500 mtrs away I can see the modern monument , prestige for the communist government coming up at infopark called Athulya, Few north Indian workers were calling the nature in their hurry to give the finishing touches to the building. This land was a short cut by walk to the infopark in 2005 not sure how many of you might have traveled or trekked through that adventurous path. Monsoon it used to be slippery. Just below the area which is near to the building I stand my eyes were searching for that greenery which was very visible till last week or two weeks ago. I was bit sad by the fact the lush green bushes and trees had disappeared along with beautiful and different types of birds and butterflies instead what I could see is the hard working JCB’s and TATA HITACHI’s and few HMT tractors and interestingly giving them more and more work load by the notorious tippers of cochin. Some where they flatten the hill and mountains to get the soil to fill these water bodies, ponds creeks, gutters,…occasionally the contractors Toyota innova used to ply to make sure the filling is done quickly and to have his business calculation ends up in profit. I was astonished to see such changes happening so fast, it toally changed the demography of the virgin land. The habitat transforms in the developmental tsunami.
Development comes through the sacrifice of valuable natural resources and eco system. I know few of you will feel sad. For human beings when your habitat is taken away for development you get a replacement for your land. Do we have any law telling that every tree you chop should be replaced by three saplings and these saplings should be taken cared by the builder for the coming 1 year? Before cutting the tree, every bird nest should be kept till the eggs are hatched..Sounds funny right but it is not funny my friend. Nature is like our mother, she has supreme patience levels the worst she does is withdrawal and we know the vacuum it creates. Like wise our nature also does the same but in different forms, it becomes wilder as if it has lost its life and soul. Don’t realize what it does and how it will behave.
If you are working at Thapsya building of Infopark, this the classic and vintage building of Infopark is the first and oldest still having it’s own charm and beauty. It was like a ground zero few years back. This lonely building stood like a legend and now the landmarks are brand new ones. Every afternoon it was a great feeling to stand on the rear exit stair area which gives you a panoramic view of its back yard as well as afternoon breeze from the west. Inside the boundary walls you can see few trees and one near to it has many flowers and more birds than the flowers. There was one family of dogs 2 infants and a mother. Recently they have disappeared. Some of us were telling about these dogs about their luck to be inside the secured walls of infopark. I felt too thinking they are the lucky doggies with no scarcity for food.

Let us look beyond the wall.. it’s all green.. There used to be so many birds.. From bulbul to maina … if I cans earch the scientific names I bet it will cross more than 15.
There used to be a water body with green coated surface with the weed. Somany birds used to relax on the shore. The accasia tree used to be their favorite joint. Even it doesn’t look like a man made beautiful garden, but it definitely looked a rough natural surrounding with these natural elements. The small break gives your eyes an unmatched comfort by looking at these living things.

When I rewind my thoughts about development especially on constructions..in the past what you and me have seen is temples and forts ..but did they really spoil the eco system? Do they replace more greenery? I wonder sometimes why we human not trying compensate for what we spoil. It is true we can’t live without modern facilities. But what we can do and what we are not doing is not giving healing touches to the wound we are making as well as we have made to the nature. We make fun of any social activist who raises her or his voice against such destruction in the name of construction.
But being an optimist I hope who ever builds the huge parks will or should provide ample area for the trees and vegetation.

Just feel like telling those birds…
Dear birds I miss you along with my friends. Wish I can hear your chirps and songs. Your cute little flights against the breeze give me some comfort to watch. Where did you go? Hope you found a place where no other parks will come and take away your trees and ponds. I hope this summer is not that tough for you but let’s hope the monsoon will be here soon. I spotted few of your friends on those few trees waiting to be chopped, wish you had taken them with you…! Wish could tell them these trees will also go soon..!

Back to SLR ( DSLR)

Kunhukuttan

It has been a long gap since I stopped clicking with SLR cameras. The last one was a RICOH KII Super
Before that the Russian made ZENITH was my favorite with its green lens and my favorite for natural photography. Need to rewind back to those prints from the Albums, which carry lot of memories. hard to forget my first camera , the YAHSICA ELECTRO 35, It was trial and error days, how hard it was to focus and real challenge for the eyes to bring the object on the 2 yellow spots.
The recent camera I was using was from Canon PS camera with 7 MP.It was cute little camera with video recording called CANON 570 ISIt was a sort of experiment in the new world of digital camera for me. Those days Canon 400 and 450 d were the hot cake in the market. It was nice to do clicking with the small cute camera. Enjoyed a lot and good quality video out put it gives for that size and budget.
Now I am on another experiment with my 5th camera of life.. Canon 40D, bit old but very good in terms of performance and quality it offers.
It is like back home with your favorite SLR but a digital version.Where you rule and ever favorite manual mode gives you freedom to decide what you want. It has been a smooth safari and lot to experiment and explore.
Hopefully more photos will be uploaded soon. Few of the snaps are inserted here..

Ready for the next voyage..!

Hibiscus

Lonley hunter

Onam..rememberring those flowers.

I have different memories of Onam from the extreme north Kerala to the central kerala till Trichur. I would say the most vibrant and celebrated one is at Trichur. The reason I assume is because of the rulers were Local Kings in the past than the Britishers. The tradition was so much , even the christians celebrated it. The food was strictly vegetarian comparing the lavish non vegetarian dishes for the season in North Kerala.  Trichur brings one of the most interesting era of my school and college days. The first time I saw a film after skipping the class was at Sapna Theatre( Vellanakalude Nadu) and my most valuable gift, a  Titan classic watch got a scratch on the glass while rushing through the gate. Onam was really top class the way it was organized and celebrated.

As every one writes the past glory is getting face lifts the life style changes. There is a whole new change to the way we live. Now every where it is Buy one get two so every one rush. Flowers are from Karnataka. The Bright looking Merry Gold speaks Kannada. All the local flowers, their names are familiar now a days only in those old malayalam songs. We live in the era of Orchids and Anthuriams.

I remember..my 3 rd standard..a local Govt L.P. School in Aavikkara a coastal belt in Kanhagad. The exact route is from the Kottecherry Junction you take a west side road cross the railway gate and go ahead. hardly 2 kms away on a curve this school can be seen few foot away on a sandy uphill.

From my home it was just 5 minutes walk. I still remember the head teacher was Kannada Master. A 6 feet tall clean shaved Middle aged man and other teachers I still feel thankful for exploring my creative talents was Ammalu. I can still see her in my mind, a teacher with a small bend on her back. She took me to my first ever pencil drawing competiotion in the Sub district level and got me 3 rd Prize. Lot of interesting superstitious things were around this school. I should write them in separate blogs.

The reason I came to this locality through blog is because of those missing flora. There was a short cut through the paddy fields to reach school. There was some area like plain ground you could see the traditional and most popular flowers of this season carpeting the ground. The mild wind which make them dance..I still feel the fresh air. The season of Onam.. the sunlight is so bright as the dust is wiped out by the monsoon rain. There is a group of dragon flies in the area. They glide and glide. Most of them were having red tail and transparent wings.

The flowers all around…The favorite to me were a purple color with dark blue inside. Seems it is called Kakka poo or mukuti poo not sure. These were hardly half feet tall plants carrying this flower. The thumba also used to be my favorite. The modern life style and development has chased them out of our road sides and paddy fields.

Imagine about their sorrow. they have been every where. They were once the seasonal flowers which reminded us the arrival of Onam, the most celebrated season in kerala. Occasionally I have spotted them behind the electric post or telephone post. They were looking very fragile and scared. My mind still asks..where they vanished ..? Why did we chased them out? The new generation will never know these things… as the world change we also change, we adopt new things we enjoy new things! But a look back at those glorious days gives me some comfort then buying a Merrygold from the roadside vendor.

This weekend when I go home I will definitely search for a Thumba or kakka poo.. it will be a great feeling to see those glorious but vanishing flowers of kerala. Hope these flowers are back to our road sides soon… Like the street Sparrow hope these flowers won’t leave us.. Happy Onam…!

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A Sunday Morning

Unexpected summer rain is becoming a routine habit of the so called climate change. But it has brought down the temperature. Last night was really fabulous to sleep.The symphony of rain drops falling on the leaves is a fantasy. It brought some incomparable joy which can’t get even if you listen to A.R.Rahman.
The next morning looked like as if  the new world is beginning. The ground looked wet, leaves looked bright green and as if washed with some detergent..I mean so green!! The sunlight was like sparkling, though very cool morning it was.
The bamboo bush was twisted and turned by the wind and they will take some time to get back to their shape. They are all entangled. The hibiscus bud is decorated with droplets still shying away from falling to the ground…may be still carrying the nostalgia of last night rain.
Wow..the air I breathe is too cool, the birds sang more rhythmically..it shows they too feel good about the rain. Far away near to the gate the Chinese Palm carries many bunches of berries and few Kuil( Koel) birds has occupied it.I wonder how these birds explore the trees in their vicinity. There were dotted as well as Black Kuils. Occasionally making some whistles.. As we all know  they are called the great singers of the entire bird community.
Then came the humming birds..gliding in the air to grab each hibiscus flower and steal their nectar. They were very swift. It is really fabulous to do the bird watching .

Am I watching Animal Planet..no it’s exactly my last Sunday morning was like…may be we all see such but not sure you all enjoy these small and beautiful glimpses of nature.

green

Being an admirer of nature, the life in flat (concrete jungle)makes you feel slave. Your eyes die for greenery, at the end of the day. May be a occasional display of your desktop screen can bring some comfort, if you have a scenic background for your PC. In the modern world, every thing is replaced with plastic. The occasional comfort of this green..is now artificially recreated with lifeless plastic plants.

Near to my cabin we have miniature maple plant, which I feel is of a Canadian Origin and may be made by the great oriental country. But the comfort I get when I peep out from the 3rd floor Lobby of the office..It’s all trees.
But i decided to have few plants at home..thought it will refresh the ambiance and it will bring more life. The dormant money plant seems to be in no mood to have a new tender leaves. Every day morning I visits the pot with curiosity to see any growth sign. I felt some thing fundamentally wrong.
The first answer I got was, it could have been the concrete cell with no direct sunlight when it moves to the south pole. or it could have been the lack of manure.

I decided to experiment, told my wife not to throw away vegetable waste and instead fine chopped them and dumped in the pot. I never anticipated any change. To improve the soil, added few coconut fiber, again fine chopped. Thought it would add the water and moisture level. To my surprise..hardly after a week, I could see the new leaf popping out. Told my wife my plant is responding to my tricks…! The satisfaction when nature responds is like an ecstasy, it does look good and feel equally thrilling like any other exciting thing.

Decided to sprinkle them morning and evening with the sprayer.  The bamboos also got the same treatment. The bamboo is now reaching my height..almost 6 feet. every morning the routine is to water them spray them..make them feel good and cool. Hope it does grow more and more, they make my mornings really very special.

Recently I was thinking about having a presence of water around the corner, may be a small aquarium with few fishes. My childhood hobby all of sudden came out. Decided to hunt for few fishes. The important task in the evening walk list was to buy a fish. My wife thought I am crazy. She felt bit odd about my idea of having an aquarium in a modified water bubble top dispenser. being creative, decided to convert the junk to a fancy utility to serve nature. After a few minutes walk, I headed for the fish vendor and to my surprise it was all shutdown, may the economic recession has made him to wind up his business.

But decided to visit the aquarium builder and told him I am on an experiment mission to try few fishes and to my surprise he agreed to sell few fishes. I felt he is a good businessman visualizing a future customer in me to buy a new panoramic wall mounted aquarium. To my curious question he answered the price of that..10K.. I told good.but being right now at a rented apartment it is hard to go for such fancy..but in future i might! He smiled and took me to his store room where he kept the fish. I decided to go for a Red Sword tail fish, which I thought will make a good contrast to the green plants when i put them. I got 4 fishes and asked him , if I can get few plants.he said sorry!! I walked back home..wanted to see how these fishes looks like. Checked the tap water of the chlorine impact. Smell was not that to severe. Decided to put them gently.

The fishes were careful..not hurrying up to enter the new tank. if they had memory, they will feel sad to miss those big gang. But here too they have a small gang..4 of them. felt the infrastructure was not well decorated. Thought they should be given more sand and plants to make them comfortable. The next day I got few plants from another shop and planted them in the stone bed on the floor. it  looks really fresh and crystal clear water. A really relaxing involvement to observe them..The bright orange in the green backdrop with sunlight passing through them in the evenings…makes them really special..a treat for my eyes and I love it..!!!

Onathumbi:seasonal dragon fly:

The wet rainy days spread a gloomy mood for the Onam. It was overcast and there was no golden sun rays for this Onam. Still there was a special visitor of the season, the dragon fly.

Which appears on the Onam season. he became the star of attraction for ym small digital camera. I knew the zooming will spoil the clarity and decided to get closer to the fly. I need to shoot him in a macro mode. I knew it is a tough task. The inspiration was Sir David Frederick Attenborough of Animal Planet. His programs make me hooked to the TV set.
Decided to get the dragon fly as close as I can. Every time i came closer it flew away but as a magic it came and sat back on the same rope. Felt as if it was bit attached to me. Is he a popularity hungry sort…? I decided to keep quite…waited patiently.

At last it came so close to me, then decided to open my shutter and put the setting to macro. Once its sat on the rope, it had 2 ..3 modes of closing his wings. First step was on alert as if some thing will attack and be ready for a take off. The next close mode is some more folded to the body which it does when it feels safe. The next extreme fold is once it really feel relaxed and confident. I was really close enough and reminded me of my childhood..my parents use to tell me I was really a sadist in catching the dragon flies and ties their rear tail by a natural string teared out of the edge of coconut leaf. I bet none of the new generation kids knows about such horrible fun..I honestly feel now so bad and sad about those cruel ways of playing. Those were smaller dragon flies normally glide on the ground levels. You can see them in green and grey mix as well as burgundy shade, blue as well as black.

But the one right now I am focusing is more orange  and red combo. At last he became very nice and silent to me and posed for my different angles. It was real time pass with nature which I can hardly find in the city life.

Another journey to Cochin

Onam, beginning of festive days in Kerala. Every one loves to be at home, with their parents and siblings and enjoy the flavor of the nostalgic surroundings.This time it was 4 months after my last visit. The nature had changed its coat to lush green and wet. Every where water, and lilies is on the surface. These were invisible on the dry land in the last summer. Lot of migratory birds and Cormorants are busy in fishing.

This time the whole north malabar was hit by the unusual fever called chicken gunia. The after effects are really bad. My parents were suffering from joint pain with swollen ankles. We had taken preventive medicine to escape the mosquitoes.

For some reasons I felt this years Onam was dull and sober, it was raining. Many of the native friends are vanished sow as not in a mood to hunt them and find out where they are. Few phone calls to renew my presence and to prove I am alive. The traditional flowers has vanished now the flower carptes called “pookalam” are made of  imported from the neighboring states.

Pookalam

 Had some good time with my cousin brother and sat on few bottles of good danish beer as I missed my favourite ” Kalyani”. Had a great lunch at home with home made mom made delicacies with a exotic and delicious payasam. It was all in a rush the same day I need to come back to Cochin. I was feeling dull and low and bit nostalgic to leave the native. It is a great feeling to be with parents even if you grown up and grown old. Do you all think so?

Wife  was busy packing, the return trip luggage usually used to be less of goods.  But the baggage was not ready to get reduced. The native bananas and dinner came in as parcel. I was thinking is it going to test my endurance especially being a festive day it will be very hard to find rickshaws on road but tuned my mind to proactive thinking, there will be autos especially for you. Let us see when it reaches Cochin. Coming day the villain was the heavy rain and god knows this time the villain will a auto rickshaw.

 

pookalam

 My brother dropped me and my wife at the station and I gave him few encouragement and motivation, told him to take care of Amma as she has joint pain. Hope he remembers all these. It was sunny bright afternoon, the rain clouds are scattered and not so heavy. The announcement was going on, mind started reloading the work mode and the life different from here.

Tasks, projects, reports,creativity, client, chats, blogs and tweets came in…then thought why to think too much in advance, then came the thoughts about the train. The onward journey was like a prehistoric or a vintage. The air conditioned chair car was a mess. Apart from seats rest of the things were all worn out. No trays  to keep your food no cup holders, some seats the tray frame was there and tied with ropes some seats the push back was in meditation mode rather call it static mode. As i always think, thought about a compartment worst than this.

The  final bell…seems train is reaching the station. It was boggy number 4, C1 seat number 57,58w… rush was not much as every one was celebrating onam. To my surprise the ambiance looked new and bit face lifted. It was like a middle aged lady with a coat of bright lipstick trying to say I am still young. But comparing the regular compartments  she was stunningly beautiful. In my last journey back home, one of the A/c mechanic shared me his pathetic story about compartments..some of them has more age than his total experience, too old… he even told me how to identify the age of a compartment…

I was just searching for that number in my onward A/c coach..it was more than 25 years old..seems some second class compartment might have got renovated to an A/c. As i got in to the train it was refreshing feeling for the first time. The fan was blowing on to my head, made me feel it was going to freeze my brain. I took a chance to look back to find out which polar bear has landed here. To my surprise it was boy sleeping like a sloth, hard for me to reach the switch to off it… I was feeling bit uncomfortable and in my second try this boy was awake and told him to switch off the fan. Seems to be a well groomed obedient boy. Next came the issue of tea, hardly these days you can find tea vendors, instead its all coffee vendors. Don’t know the reason for this. Is coffee making more profitable than tea? need to do a survey.

This train is always punctual and fast, still so many seats vacant and to my surprise the next seat was occupied by  a famous writer of Kerala. the train journey always brings some celebrity faces in front of you. You get a chance to interact and observe them. I dont want to write more about him because it might become a long blog.

Goddess of Kollur

The once in a while a trip to your favorite temple gives you an unmatched satisfaction in terms of peace and tranquility. It is hard to define and it is beyond magical skills of the words.
The temple called Kollur, Mookambika…where goddess is worshiped is located on the Sahyadri Mountain ranges. From Mangalore it is 140Kms away and the nearest city is Kundapura and Uduppi. In terms of food the kollur is not well known but it has good facilities for boarding and lodging. The temple guest house provides good accomodation and there are few good private hotels as well. if you plan to travel by train the nearest station is BAINDUR and KUNDAPURA. The other alternatives are to travel till Mangalore by train and board a bus to Kollur or even break your trip to Udupi and stay there ata hotel. You can hire a cab for Rs. 1000/- to visit the temple and come back. The travelling time from Mangalore to Udupi is 1Hr45 mins and from Udupi to Kollur by taxi it takes 1hr 30 mins.

There are few unique social differences comparing Kerala, there are no special seats for women, people are so gentle and they coexist well with out teasing. All the buses are written EXPRESS in bold letters. The locals buses even have 2 TV sets with DVD playing some good hindi movies. The road we travel will be Bombay Highway and are pretty decent with out potholes.

The country side of Karnataka is really nostalgic, people looks very conservative as well as modern. Majority of the public are fair and good looking. Like Tamilnadu the flower is a must for a lady, hardly to find a women with out a flower on her hair. They are very devotional.

Being a vacation season I couldn’t get an accomodation this time at the temple town of Kollur, which used to be my regular plan of action. Reach Kollur by evening around 3.00pm and take a small nap and refresh and visit the temple for the evening pujas. Staying back at the temple complex till 10.00pm gives you an amazing feeling. As I said earlier this time I decided to get an accomodation in Udupi’s well known hotel called Kediyoor, which I am much used to stay.

Our regular temple priest also felt sorry that he couldn’t arrange the accommodation as it was too late to the date of journey. He was introduced to us by our relatives in Udupi.  Evening 3 pm we reached the hotel and decided to take a nap to get refreshed, the late night journey which was really record breaking.Instead of reaching tellicherry by 10.00pm the train reached in the wee hours of 3am. Almost 11 hours of journey. The very next day morning 9.00 am we caught the train to reach Managlore and it was inevitable to skip the sleep.

After a refreshing bath we took fresh Idlis and Vada ( Udupi is famous for vegetarian food) and decided to visit our relatives and headed to their home. It was really wonderful to meet them again. came back to the hotl around 8.30 pm.Arranged the cab to come by early morning 4.30am.

As decided we got up by 3.30 am and got ready and the cab was ready. I was just praying the driver should be an expert rather than the crappy one. It is hard to sit in a car if you know driving. It was a good looking Indica the new name for Taxi in India, which replaced the vintage Rover( Amby). When I came to front lobby the cab was there and security give me a Morning wish and a big salute ( which sounded from the bottom of his heart) instead of eeling sorry for him I felt he was proud of his job and a professional. he told me the driver has gone to buy the newspaper. Instead of getting annoyed I decided to wait and to my surprise I could see a white shirt and a dark  colored pant running towards me.  A man in his mid 40′s with a clean shaved face and a glass and he was having unusual Jakiechan hair style.

So he nodded his head as a signal to start the journey. As ususal I was wonderring about the language to communicate, most of the Kannadigas knows Hindi and tamil and I decided to keep quiet and was curious how he take us to Kollur. he was good and the car was going in 80 kms and majority of the vehicles in the early morning were trucks and long route buses from Goa and other states. His overtakings were some what confident and I could sit with a peace of mind. There were migrant workers getting transported in vans like cattle. All looked liked from villages witha dull face and I felt sorry. The houses on teh sides of the roads were not filled with houses like in Kerala. There were cows and a huge storage of dry grass for the cattle. There were occassional temples. To my surprise I couldn’t find and political poasters or banners and came to know the reason. The election is only in May 2009.

The car was moving pretty fast lot of rivers and bridges it crossed. The towns we crossed were few in my mind and got unusual names with historical touch, Pidibidri, Surathkal…The reached Kundapura the next big town before our destination. Kundapura has some good hotels to stay and it takes only 40 minutes to reach Kollur so it obviously came to mind for a stay for my next visit.

From Kundapura ( 5.10 am) the road takes to the right and it goes through the real villages and paddy field and occassional forest area. Nearing Kollur there is a village school and the walls were painted with the images of Gandhi and Nehru. People were very less on the roads and occassionally few kerala registered were heading for the temple. The road was zig zag but well maintained. By 6.00 am we reached Kollur. From the bottom of my heart I felt it has been due for long and happy to be here at the most peacefull place on earth according to me.

Political ring!! 2009 Elections

The media is having a big feast of  General Elections in India. The alliances and broken alliances are at the centre stage. The largest democracy is going for the polls. The big political guns are forming their strategies to be succesful. Big questions is about the public verdict.

For the Congress it is going to be progress card time and for other it is the time to snacth the opportunity. Seems the Congress is much better and much impressive in their rule. Other looks for some startegy and 3rd front is also trying to gamble.  Allegations and counter allegations confuse the public. Some say the politics has lost its value. If you look at the southern state of Kerala considered as the best state in terms of Education and healthcare macthes the standard of life in health and education to western countries.

But the big question.. Are these politicians capable of understanding the development, that is required for the state. And if what is that blocking their moves…Aren’t they aware of the traffic blocks and aren’t they thinking of the alternatives? Who has to take inititative..the public or the elected representatives? Somany questions we have..

Majority of the time we see the allegations and denial… I feel the politicians should shed the neagtive mindset and work towards the proactive ways.. When many of us will read these small write up..you will tend to say that I am day dreaming…!

But i feel the politicians are changing…but the only thing is to shed the outdated ideas.. work towards improvement of the public..

Hope the change can be little bit more faster..