Let Us Have A TEA .........

Hai,

Problems, trouble,pressaure....What we can do? Sometimes I think it's better to act like Indian people.

I used to say this comment that, we are the people who invented the art of doing nothing,still we are happy. Like Nirvana of Budhha.

Let's have a tea or coffee and enjoy the music of A.R.Rahman and have a trip to Ooty(south India)in this amazing steam engine. Sing whatever you like,surely it will sound great.

Nothing more than that..the music speaks itself.

Have some fun..

Ronnie

A Song for Love

This is truly a Song for Love, A true love is,caring and sharing eachother.It is not just saying some stupid words and making romantic kisses or having alot of fun. True love is being true to eachother and not being selfish.


A Song For Love
Surely, she smiles with a pause.
Looking forward, deep inside my soul.
When she cries for love, it bursts.
Thoughts of you kept me going.
We talked a lot in silence.
When silence broke, it’s all ended.
Once we were lovers.
And once we dreamt together.
Now we search for love in vain.
And we picked flowers.
Indifferent to words and woes...
Still, when she cries -it bursts.
Let the beam of love reflect.
Shinning like a polar star.
Let it be silence for song of love.
When we whisper. It sounded - " love".

Ronnie

Zazie - La Dolce Vita 04,A French song ...

I found this video in one of the website and I am sharing this video with all of my friends hope you like it.

I am also adding one of my poem with this Video,let's have a great day.

A Song Of Reality
Romeo and Juliet, a old symbol for love,
Lyila and Majunu, poetic compassion.
Jack and Rose, a wave of titanic love.
You and me, same old song of reality…
In the valley of death, I summoned its beauty.
And I found the ugliness in the valley of flowers.
This flower, that flower, those flower.
And those flowers between these two.
The darkness is the same.
Freedom is what one desperately needs.
And then they search a way to surrender.
When children asks questions about them.
Were from they are and what for.
Slowly they find a way to dream.
Always plays with GOD and candies.
Suddenly they knew, they are apart...
Now they dislike questions to be answered.
Dreams and childhood is what they look now.
Sometimes the age-old stories remain the same

Ronnie

A day to remember

Yesterday was really a day to remember,

I was too happy to receive the call from National Central University, The reason is that most people told me that there is nothing in studying Hakka even my wife too.

But, I don't care if I can study in the university or not.For me,whatever it may be..I will keep collecting the Hakka folktales and will study them as much as I can.

People are different and sometimes this difference make this world better place to live and also a bad place to live too. The choice is ours...we can choose our way of defeat..either way we all going to die in one day.

As in the words of a great poet..let's say...We want to go miles and miles before we sleep. Let's hear from those people who looks stupid and we will learn much more than we expected.Life is full of complex joy.

People nowadays asks me more about the Sanskirt words(old language of India), hopes they can understand the meaning of this..Aham Bhramashmi..(It's you..only you.)

Do you know me?
I'm the Gladiator like Jesus Christ.
I'm the Great teacher like Sree Buddha.
I'm the Great warrior like Sree Krishna.
I'm the Allaha, you call everyday.
Do you know me?
Take a deep breath and just look inside youself.
Do you know me?
I'm the little lamb Marry never had.
I'm the cloud that going to rain today.
I'm the rainbow that never touchs the ground.
I'm the pain when you feels alone.
I'm the darkness in the day noon time.
Still,do you know me?

Hindi(indian)movie

ONE2KA4_8
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Watch part.of.this movie and.feel.the.power.of.relationship.and.friendship

Nurture.the.relationship


My.wishes..for.you.all

Ronnie

My experince with my poems

My experince with my poems
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Sometimes

I like to draw a circle without a center.
And drew a square without edges.
Sometimes, I think I heard enough truth.
And in a split moment, I knew I know nothing.
Sometimes I used to make statement of extinction.
There may be a fern growing somewhere outside the earth.
Sometimes I like the wild east and the idea of slavery.
And the whole idea of infinite makes me cheerful.
Sometimes death makes them a way of enlightenment.
And that makes an end to the infinite and to myself.
Sometimes I like to surrender to wonder to wander.

Ronnie

He is my friend.....So what?

Basker,that his name. I meet him here in Taichung,he used to live near my house. Nowadays more and more Indians are coming to Taiwan. He was different,quiet but friendly and I hope he is feeling happy back in India.

Yes,he is my friend....So What? Is there anything special to say about your friend? May be some people like it or not.But as alwayes I will keep my stupid way of boring other people.Any way you are going to die...so let you be my prey.

In one of his poems the great Pablo Neruda wrote,some times words are more powerful than a sword,The sword can make a wound on your body but the words can make a deep wound in your heart(soul)leaving unhealed forever.

Am I good in teaching English?or Am I good teacher?(excluded English).I don't know,I just like to stay as I am.If my students learn the Wisdom,then I am happy.I do care their personality,I like to see them take care of eachother and thier own family too. But I can't promise them any happines.sometimes I think,I am not good in teaching kids,still I will do it for my family status.(necessary evil)As far as my wife thinks I am too happy in teaching kids.

We always run out of options,I want most of people to be good and I can only promise them tears.I think,there will be one day when your tears start to grow into a big sea and surely it will wash away everything that stands against you.

I knew, we can't become like Buddha,Jesus,Allah or Krishna.But we can stay alive as we are.I don't know how bad I am.....and I knew you will remember those ,when I am not exists.

Here I am......in Taiwan.

Illah Formosa !................Illah Formosa !

Portugese people shouted aloud......I too like to shout these words...who is going to hear my words...still I will try it in my night dreams.

People,alwayes like to ask me one question...Are you happy?....They like the answer "yes",Still....I am not too sad and there is no time shed my tears,Again who is going to see and listen.

I heard from my friend,that she used to cry in her room when she feels sad....I think that is a great exercise.I think I must learn these exercise too apart from Tai-chi.

Sometimes, I needed these exercises when my wife says how good I am and I feel too happy,when I hear my wife say"You are having great life here".I wish these words may come true.

I like to hear from those people who still have the Fire inside to learn more and keeping faith in others....Ramesh Gates is still my oasis with his funny smiling voice and I wish him to do well in his chinese studies(I think his teacher will learn the Indian languages soon,may be the cooking lessons too).

Keeping those dreams intact........let us dream and sleep.....waiting for the next morning to see the things in different way(in more colorful way)still, I will smile for my death,bcos I knew I will be with you... surely I will live among you.....in you dreams,as stupid as I am....alwayes

Mayookham

Mayookham
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Welcome,

This is one of the video album made by Mayookham group(a group of friends)We believe in Friendship an arts.

Leaving the rest of the world in Puzzle.

Have a good time


Ronnie

www.mayookham-arts.co.nr

ronnieronald

ronnieronald
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Ample music , Indian semi-classical

Enjoy the music............Ronnie

My Hakka studies and my wife

My wife,actually feels stupid about my studies in Hakka. I don't know why? Why she hates this study?

I better leave this questions to her to answer.....but I will keep collecting the Hakka folktales until I say no to myself.

I am feeling so much happy by studying Hakka folktales...so why should I stop?

Blink.....can be in two hands and they can read it and they can spread it's messgae(Blink-the book)So,do I believe in people too.

Am I good?....Of course not?....but I am not going to make you bad..

She faces instant fear of insecurity and I am facing her every moment.

Still, what ever the professor like to say and make you worried about your future.....stop seeing more Ghost movies and let us eat some ice-cream in a rainy day.

Ajith and Sarah...learning the lessons of Aryan language(not so)and there goes the famous cook named Ramesh....feeling boosasa(confused)learning chinese lessons.

Still Jeffery wu likes to have some good Taiwan girls dressed like Indian brides and we will appaluse for the great Indian culture in the Sogo dept store.

Still, there will be some dogs who have the privillage to wear the raincoats and so on...and there will be some little kids dying of hunger some where in this small world.

Welcome to my Blog page.

Hai,

I am welcoming you all to my blog page,let us share our dreams and views. I will try to post most of current news and information about Indian culture and music,Taiwanese culutre,Hakka culture ,poems etc..

I will try to make this blog as a platform for people to share their views,every voice must be heard aloud.

Ronnie

Have a heart that beats to the symphony of nature.

Don't close my eyes even after I died , I still need them to learn . You, all my friends are my eyes and I hope to see the world through your eyes,even I am dead.

If you give me a guitar ,I will sing a song of happines and I will be only defeated in silence.

Surely,I will smile to my death ,bcos I knew I will be living here for a long time in you and in your dreams too..........

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