Overtaking a Merk S class on a Dio

I happened to overtake a Merk S class on a Dio yesterday. Credit goes to the mobile phone the driver of the mighty blue sedan using. He was a on a call, without hands-free. So he was slow.

This brought up a memory in me, earlier my ...... friend JD overtook a Merk with an 800. The story goes like this, we two along with Achayan was having a trip to Achayan's house. From there we took his old 800, with JD  being the pilot, and set out for spending some time in the backwaters at Kumarakam. So on the way a Merk happened to be in front. By mistake, I don't remember exactly who, me or Achayan, told leave that vehicle there is no need to overtake it.

As idiotic he is, JD's legs pressed onto the gas, hand on horn. We managed to overtake the slow moving sedan, scaring hell out of the old couple in it. But in front, a tipper against us. Those who have been to Kerala knows the reputation those blood thirsty vehicles have. Next moment we are out of the road. The few seconds passed like we were having a ride in an amusement park.

So whoever happens to be with JD, with he on the wheels, mind your words.........

Aren't we blind?

Again with the same hope I had almost a year back, exactly 42 weeks, to capitalize the start, I am back to blogging.

What to write is the main problem I face.

I think, I am a bit romantic, but trying to put on a mask of tough, stone hearted guy. But may be there is some truth t0 it. And i now accuse this as the reason for my failure to capitalize the starts.

So what to write further down?

So many topics are lying in front of me. The lessons, which I was supposed to learn, from the church service I attended today. About the two movies which I watched today. Then about hostile situation in which I am living.

I think I should write about good things, so here goes the good shepherded.

As per the ritual calendar of Malankara Orthodox Church, today is assigned as a day to remember the miracle done by Jesus Christ in healing the blind man, Bartimaeus (St. Mark 10: 46-52). Here on the prayer of this blind man heals him and he follows his saviour.

Aren’t all of us are blind? Otherwise we should have been seeing the beautiful things the nature has to offer us. Instead like blind men we are running into each other. We only want things which are in our neighbour’s hand. Why we are not able to see the things which are with us?

When we will be blessed with a saviour to give us the vision to see the good things, which are with us?

they said it....

this is the state of my mind....
a beginning of a thunderstorm...
confusion, anxity, greed...............

A start destined to grow.

I cannot say I am new to the world of blogging, but I am stuck up just as a starter. I am not able to capitalise the starts I am getting.
Again I am attempting at it. To write about my feelings, inside out.
I don’t know what is wrong with me. But something seriously is wrong, that prevents me from making my starts into a reasonably good endings.
I am hoping to mark today as a day of my life, in which I will be able to start something, which will grow, not just perish.