നിശാപക്ഷി

ഗാസ്സാ ഒരു ഗദ്ഗദം.

ഗാസ്സാ , നീ ഒരു ഗദ്ഗദമാണ്.

വിരഹമില്ലാത്ത ചെറുത്തു 

നില്‍പ്പാണ് നീ ...........

വിവേചനത്തിനെതിരെയുള്ള 

വിമോചനമാണ് നീ ....

അടര്‍ക്കളത്തില്‍ പെറ്റു 

വീഴുന്ന വരാണു നിന്‍റെ മക്കള്‍.
നിന്‍റെ ഭൂതകാലം നീ വിരുന്നുനല്‍കി

വിരുന്നുവന്നവര്‍ നിന്നെ വിലങ്ങുവെച്ചു.
ഗാസ്സാ, നീ ഒരു ഗദ്ഗദമാണ്
വിമോചന സമരത്തിന്‍റെ ഗദ്ഗദം.

A SIGN OF MY MIRROR....

She wrote wid gloomy face

she shed a few tears

that was a day of farewell

those empty corners of class.

she touches wid weeping

she wept helplessly.

were those blue letters?

we knew,it was d last day.

A JOURNEY TO THE CITY OF PEARLS- A travelogue by ALI MUBARAK

After a long discussion, our dream trip to Hyderabad was going to be true. Morning we were gathered in front of National College and after a silent prayer we set out to Ernakulam railway station by school bus. We reached Ernakulam railway station and some of us already reached there. After sometime we got inside the train and involved the seating arrangements. The train moved slowly making its usual weeping. We had many games there and some of us sang songs. After a few hours we reached Shornur railway station. Then we left for Hyderabad.

          In the train I got a window seat , my eyes were in ecstasy to see the Nature, meanwhile the train passed through the so called Baratha Puzha, it seemed as gloomy as if dreaming its glorious past, I gazed and gazed at the Nila river, it’s not as beautiful as before but still I enjoyed. Then the train passed through fabulous green meadow and a beautiful tiny village. I enjoyed the Nature, the creation of God. My glances stuck on beautiful green fields and many rivers. It is a scaring and wonderful experience when we travelled over the river. Train came across a beautiful hill of rocks, sorry I don’t know its name, but it was really amazing and fabulous. It’s getting night and the sun is getting invisible, street light everywhere. My friends were in many games such as Anthashari, everybody almost tired, but still trying to come out of this fatigue. Then we had a distant vision of a temple, the steps are embellished in a rhythm. Then after having food everyone back to bed. Feeling sleepy……..good night.

                                                20-02-12

          Got up early in the morning and after talking a while we had our breakfast, then an unpleasant experience came, that is, our friend Sajitha got ill, Femina miss and Yeseetha miss tried a lot to bring her back. Then glad news heard that we were approaching the Secundarabad railway station. Now it’s the time for us to get down from the train. Everybody searched for their luggage. Then we got down from the railway station. Outside the railway station we got our bus, It seemed as ‘Parakum Thalika’, which is especially for us, and then we got into the bus. Now our destination is Youth Hostel, the bus moved towards the Youth Hostel, it is allotted for us. In the bus everybody were overexcited to see the whole Hyderabad city. Hyderabad, as I heard, this city having many historical importance.  Meanwhile we reached in front of Youth Hostel. Then we had our bath and had breakfast. At first we boys were in a down stare room then shifted to the up stare. Everybody got ready to set out. Our first destination was Golconda Fort. We reached there and we went to the peak of the Fort and we spent a few time there. Our next destination was Snow World. Now, it’s the time for Snow World. We entered the Snow World and collected our winter protection jackets, socks, gloves, shoes etc. then everyone rushed to the world of snow. It was amazing, at first a thought flashed into my mind, how the people over UK and USA lived there, because the temperature inside the Snow World is minus five. Then we had amazing experience in dark forest. We enjoyed the Snow World at the maximum. Then we returned to the Youth Hostel.

                                                21-02-12

          We got up early in the morning, after having breakfast we got ready to go Ramoji. Almost all were in well dressed. It looked really fabulous while we travelled through tiny villages. We reached Ramoji, the gate itself increased our curiosity to see inside, and we took many photos there. The film city is situated in almost 2000 acres of Hyderabad. We had to travel a lot from the gate to see the embarrassing things inside. We all got green round sticker and it is supposed to be pasted on our dress. We got a guide; she was an employer of the film city. She gave us a clear description of each and every part of the film city as the bus moves. There were artificial Taj Mahal, Airport, and Gate way of India, college, villages, court, and even train with MRF Tire Company were there. The road inside the film city resembled the national highway. And the lunch we had from Dilse Hotel was great one. In the evening many got chance to experience some adventurous rides like Ranger. Then we saw the beautiful closing ceremony of Film City.

                                                          22-02-12

          The third day of our tour, we went to Birla Mandir the white mandir and from the top of which. We could see the whole city we got from there was beyond words, it was really awesome. Then we proceeded to Salarjang museum, it was really entangled with the history of Hyderabad. Then we went to have so called Hyderabad Biriyani. After having food we went to Charminar and Mecca Masjid. The history of Hyderabad is engraved in both monuments’ walls. The flock of doves in front of Mecca Masjid was really amazing. Then we spent time to shopping, it was unforgotten, I and my friends went to collect so called Hyderabad Pearl, I bought Peals for my sisters. Then we stepped forward to NTR garden, a beautiful garden, we saw the laser show, it awesome to the eyes. The night in NTR garden was beyond my expectation, we walked to the narrow ways, which was surrounded with flowers, we saw a beautiful artificial tree, under the Makan Tree, I felt the glimpses of friendship, and we spent the time by sharing thoughts and jokes. It was a night I never forgot. Then we returned to Youth Hostel, in room, we had our bath and dinner then me and Shareef went to collect woods for fire dance, then the closing ceremony of our tour took place, Kuttappan Sir inaugurated the ceremony by lit the fire, then each and every one spoke about our tour, and then the fire dance started, it was really interesting. After the marvelous closing ceremony, we boys are gathered in our room and began to sing songs, the songs were unheard, Shareef and Vineeth sung those unheard songs nicely.

                                                          23-02-12

          The last day of our journey in Pearl City, our tour is going to cease. After having breakfast we went to shopping. My friends were in great hurry to collect things; we walked through the crowded road. Then we reached the railway station and we wait a little bit time for train. Then we got into train, everybody got their seat, again a journey, a Journey to the City of God.

          In train a lot of unforgettable experience took place, when night came almost all girls were in their seats, me and Shareef wandered through the narrow ways to disturb others, someone scolded us, someone begged us to leave them. JK sir also accompanied us, he was very interesting, Kuttapan Sir was in great Anthakshari and Shofin sir was in a world ecstasy. Yasarpa messaged that he was about to sleep, Vineeth stood with his comic dialogues, Fouseeh kept his innocence smile as always, Sherlin sought a love of refuge, my Gafurka dosth was in his family and me and my naughty partner Shareef were in usual deeds. It’s time to sleep, everybody  fell to sleep but we few boys still alive, meanwhile train reached an unknown railway station, suddenly Vineeth got down to the station and sit with sleepy face then me and Yasar went to inquire the problem, the problem was Shareef disturbed his sleeping, that’s why he set out. Then he came back to the seat. Train makes his usual weeping…..Peal City became a Shadow line…..now the destination is God’s own country.

                                     

                                                                                     

                  

Nothing but......

     Writing is my profession, I don't care anyone's written philosophies because I have my own, I don't stop my scribbling because it's my passion...... 
       I think I can do something.....I think I can think something beyond what is already written.... I think I can write something beyond others think....
     Though, I am one of the unfortunate unknown writer, I have written many thoughts....which are unknown to others as unseen stones in the deepest sea......
     This scribbling is not mere a time killing way.....but my thoughts......I have to go miles and miles, but, how? My dream is to be a Journalist....then how can be?. 

എന്‍റെ ഇന്നലെകള്‍

അന്നൊരിക്കല്‍ ഞാന്‍ പെറ്റ് വീണത് 

ഒരിന്നലെ ആയിരുന്നു .

വീട്ടുമുറ്റത്ത്‌ കന്നി നടത്തം വെച്ചതും

ഒരിന്നലെ ആയിരുന്നു .

കടല്‍തീരത് ദൂരെകുപറന്നു പോം-

ദേശാടനക്കിളികലോടായ് എന്നെയും -

ക്കൂട്ടുമോയെന്നു ചോദിച്ചതും 

ഒരിന്നലെയായിരുന്നു.

സ്കൂള്‍ മൈതാനത്ത് കൂട്ടുകാരിയുടെ-

കാലുതട്ടിവീണു പല്ലുപോടിഞ്ഞതും 

ഒരിന്നലെയായിരുന്നു. 

ആരവമേറിയ കാമ്പസിന്‍ വരാന്തയിലൂടെ 

ചപലമായ് നടന്നതും ഒരിന്നലെയായിരുന്നു.

കലാലയ വീഥികളിലൂടെ മുദ്രാവാക്യങ്ങള്‍
വിളിച്ചുനടന്നതും ഇന്നലെകളില്‍ തന്നെ.
മൂകമായുറങ്ങുന്ന  ക്ലാസ്മുറിയില്‍
ഒരുവള്‍ എന്നെനോക്കി മന്തഹസിച്ചതും
തണല്‍ മരച്ചുവട്ടില്‍ പ്രനയംപറഞ്ഞിരുന്നതും
എന്‍റെ ഇന്നലെകളില്‍ തന്നെ.
 ചിതല്‍ പറ്റിയ എന്‍റെ ഓര്‍മകളില്‍
ഒരുപാടിന്നലെകലാണ്.
ഒന്നു തിരിഞ്ഞുനോക്കിയാല്‍
എന്‍റെ പിന്നില്‍ എന്‍റെ ഇന്നലെകള്‍ മാത്രം .

ALI MUBARAK.BB

ALI MUBARAK.BB 

PROFILE

NAME                                :     ALI MUBARAK.BB
DATE OF BIRTH                 :      13-04-1988
PLACE OF BIRTH          :      AGATTI, LAKSHADWEEP.

SCHOOL EDUCATION  :  HIGH SCHOOL- KAVARATTI, AGATTI ISLANDS.

                                                                     HIGHER SECONDARY IKTHSS,CHERUKULAMBA.

GRADUATION                 :  EMEA COLLEGE, KONDOTTI.

POST- GRADU                 :  SS. COLLEGE, AREACODE.

B.Ed                                   :  NATIONAL COLLEGE,
                                               PERUMBAVOOR.

M.Ed                                  : NATIONAL COLLEGE,
                                               PERUMBAVOOR.

Ph.D (doing)                      : CENTRAL UNIVERSITY OF
                                                 KERALA.

QUALIFICATION           :  MA. ENGLISH, B.ED.



INTEREST IN  :   JOURNALISM, LITERATURE.

PROFESSION :     TEACHING, FREELANCE JOURNALISM.

From my new Meadow.....

     Once again I have reached another Meadow....at the very first glance, I have seen some tiny doors as closed as gloomy, then I walked towards the narrow verandas  

 A snap from Calicut Beach........a twelve years young boy sells ice cream, he is far away from class room and his friends.....instead he trying to make ends meet....I have fetched some ice cream from him......to know the taste of bitterness of poverty not for sweetness.