THE IRONIC LITTLE BOY !

When they said ‘Little Boy’, this is the image that appeared in my mind… a young boy… innocence… naughtiness… tantrums… and that all. Not 100 miles perhaps did the thought of a bomb appear in mind! A bomb that killed thousands and more!

And they named the bomb ‘Little Boy’ … IRONIC… don’t you think?

NOT SO LITTLE- LITTLE BOY

I wonder if it intended irony Or sarcasm meant, perhaps For ‘Little Boy’ it is so-called And a devilish feat He portrayed, hundreds of thousands Allay as deep. Aye! No words endorsed And I still wonder, like I marvelled Then, a joke? I couldn’t laugh It slandered out and that was all Whats next? I merely reasoned Mama made me run, naked As I wondered, where my clothes? Then I moaned and hushed it I dozed and wondered if I did ‘Cause real as fire, not funny yet I whimpered with soundless cries Treaded on men as i moved, heads Said sorry but who did judge? Now phases have passed though Agony still sears, I still wonder Why ‘little boy’ they called it If little was not comparable For my nation is perishing since Curse upon thee, I say. sania harris

DUBAI- MANGALORE FLIGHT CRASH

It was May 22^nd, a Saturday and I had big plans for the day- a day out in Khalidya Mall with my girl friends. I had set the alarm for 9 in the morning. But sadly, it was not the alarm that woke me up.

I woke up hearing the noise from the TV. The news channel was on and the most devastating news was shown. An Air India Express flight from Dubai-Mangalore had crashed near the Mangalorean Airport. The crash killed 158 people leaving 6 survivors. There were 4 infants and a dozen or so kids on board. The news was so shocking that I called my friends to know if anyone they knew were on board. I was invited into a sad reality that my friend Soujanya’s aunt and uncle were on board. Thought they were not sure whether they were alive or not at that time, now they know. MY father’s colleague, Mr. Noushad and his family were on board too. Through TV, we came to know that they had passed away too. Burnt in the fire, the news reporter said. There was one more man from my dad’s office that died in that flight crash, a young man of about 28 who was going to India to get married. His bride was waiting for him there. For the rest of the day and the next, all the TV channels reported news about the crash. It was the most devastating crash in a decade in India. Many whys and whose and wheres and whats remained in everyone’s mind as they painfully watched the news. I don’t want to go into any details about the crash as the point of this blog is not that.

That night I went to bed thinking, how many dreams had died down in that small moment of disaster. There might be a girl in the plane who just finished her 10^th and is eagerly waiting to go to a new school in India. There might be a wife waiting to see her husband or vise versa. A child, waiting to see her dad. An infant with a hope of seeing her grandparents for the first time. A man, waiting to be with his bride. And air hostess, waiting to get back home from the long journeys.

Saying that I barely slept would be an understatement. It was horrible. How many dreams, hopes and aspirations. Didn’t god just take them all back in a minute.

That night, I prayed to god. Sincerely prayed. Thanked him for the roof above my head, for the family I have, for the food I eat, for the friends I have, for the love I share, for the love I get and most of all, for the protection I get from harm.

That night I slowly closed my eyes and drifted into an unconscious state. I slept…knowing that some day, I would have to say good bye to this life too.

THIS IS HOW THE PLANE CRASHED. REPORTERS SAY THE PILOT IS TO BE BLAMED.

A SIGHT THAT HAUNTS ME...A COP CARRYING THE DEAD BODY OF A SMALL CHILD FROM THE PLANE CRASH.

AFTER THE PLANE CRASH....DEVASTATED...

PEOPLE DID ALL THEY COULD....BUT TO NO VAIL....

A MOTHER'S DEATH!

When we lose something that is precious to us, we are left with a feeling of sadness. Whether it is a precious friend or even a treasured object, the loss can be hard to bear. It is as if a part of you has gone missing. Throughout our life we amass collections of friends and treasured possessions. Having close relationships help us feel as if we are not alone in the world. When we lose someone or something that is precious to us, we may realize that there is a certain aloneness that can never be filled. Ultimately the condition of life is one of being alone before God.

I wrote this poem when I was 13. Of all the poems I have ever written, this is the one I love the most. The thought of losing her made me write this poem. I just wish no one will ever leave or lie to their mother....ever.....because you have only one mother in your life time.

Today My Mother Died

© Sania Harris

Today my mother died

Silently without a sign

No inkling about her sadness

Even though we filled her with madness

Never being a burden for us

Instead giving us all a bless

Today my mother died

The one to whom I always lied

Screaming at her for her calmness

Creating all kind of fuss

Not thinking about her loneliness

Putting her in deep distress

Today my mother died

Thinking about her fate, I sighed

The times I went away

The times I never looked back

The pains she felt astray

The pains she felt setback

Today my mother died

I recalled her past and cried

Source: Today My Mother Died, Mother Poems http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/family/poetry.asp?poem=20000#ixzz0mhuySerp

Never drink & drive

This particular poem/story was a really touching piece that was sent to me through mail. who ever wrote it should be greatly praised. but anyways, I just wanted to share it with u guys.

Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life it was on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting; she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy It's just the way she wanted her life to be. On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, Because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you had to have a clout, And dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem! ! m stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well, I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got ready for the big event But as she rushed around like she had no sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies, But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride would have to wait. For Jeff was half drunk by this time. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, And heard, call an ambulance!
These kids are in trouble! Voices she heard...a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars
involved in the wreck. Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right, And if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, As they gently told her that Jeff was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car!? "Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died." Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied, And that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse,
"Why didn't you do your best?" To bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car
were her mom and dad."