A Bloody Deed- Dr. Tom C. Thomas( Asst.Prof. Dep. of English)

Writing is writhing of the soul
On the swaddling clothes
Of the papyrus scrolls 
And lies in ambush for another stall.  

Writing  is
Bloodletting
To purge the beast of
Some uncanny possession.

Writing is compromising
With what puzzles the nerves 
It is transmigration
of the spirit to carbon stains

Writing combines
The whimper of death
With
The buzz of birth

The quill spills fire
To suckle the bold 
And the flimsy flies
Flee from the udder

Writing lets loose
A million fireflies
To the murky nights,
That they call 'tomorrow'.

A Letter from parents- J SOWMYA BHAKTHAN( II DC ECONOMICS)

My child,

When I get old, I hope you understand and have patience with me

In case I break the plate, or spill soup on the table because I am losing my eyesight, I hope you

you don't yell at me.

Older people are sensitive, always having self pity when you yell.

When my hearing get's worse and I can't hear what you are saying

I hope you don't call me "DEAF".

Please repeat what you said or write it down. I'm sorry my child 

I'm getting older.

when my  knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to help me get up.

Like how I used to help you while you were little, learning how to walk.

Please bear with me, when I keep, repeating myself like a broken record.

I hope you just keep listening to me.

Please don't make fun of me, or get sick of listening to me.

Do you remember when you were little and you wanted a balloon?

You repeated yourself over and over until you get what you wanted.

Please also pardon my smell. I smell like an old person.

Please don't force me to  shower.  My body is weak.

Old people get sick easily when they are cold. I hope I don't gross you out.

Do you remember when you were little?

I used to chase you around because you didn't want to shower.

I hope you can be patient with me when i'm always cranky. It's all part of getting old

You will understand when you are older.

And if you have spare time,I hope you can talk for a few minutes.

 I'm always all by myself all the time. And have no one to talk to.

I know you are busy with

the work.

Even if you are not interested in my stories, Please have time for me.

Do you remember when you were little?

I used to listen to your stories about your teddy bear.

When the time comes and I get ill  and bedridden, I hope you have the patience

to take care of me.

I'm sorry if I have accidentally wet the bed or make a mess.

I hope you have the patience to take care of me during the last few moments of my  life.

I'm not going to last much longer, anyway.

When the time of my death comes, I hope you hold my hand and give me strength

to face DEATH.

And don't worry.....

When I finally meet our creator,

I will whisper in his ear to BLESS you.

Because you loved your Mom and Dad.

Thank you so much for your care.

We love you.

                                                                                                                  With much LOVE
                                                                                                                    Mom and Dad

                                             

                                                                                                                   

The Journey To Dawn

Bhanusree S. Kumar of I Year BA English Copy Editor joins us on Heart-Bytes with 'The Journey to Dawn'. We look forward to her pleasant companionship on our own literary sojourn.

The Journey to Dawn

I dived fathoms deep

Into the raven-hued dark

Devoid of any chirp,

Caw, mew or bark.

I swam through the raucous

Silence that scares,

Amidst unwelcome beasts

Of day and their snares.

The air smelled rancid

From the waft of fear,

But vanished when I put

My faith in prayer.

Once or twice, I sensed

Visages familiar,

But time was scarce

And my route was clear.

I begged the waves to

Bless me with time to spare,

As I watched the act

With voices in full blare.

The act was a tale of joy

Peppered with no vicious treachery.

Just some harmless titter

That augmented the serenity.

But something clasped and

Shoved me to and fro,

And the waves around me

Humungous did they grow.

I craved for the lost peace

But saw my mother at the bay.

Her words ran amok

And slew all felicity in the fray.

Dragging my drowsy frame up, I straightened

The arrogance of my exhausted frizz.

The torment of the first rays ceased and

I soaked myself in the early morning bliss.

A Poem In Two Parts

Abraham Varghese from 3rd Year BSc Mathematics thinks aloud on a socially relevant topic.


1

THE COMMON MAN

Bloodshed on the streets
weapons on rent,
corruption now painted
Saffron, White and Green!

“The whole state in turmoil,
why should I care?
I have my own problems,
I’m a common man!”

At day a pedestrian
at night a silent sleeper
immune to flattery and critics
skin made of callousness

“The money is mine,
so is the energy.
When words are used
to wound and kill,
I take to silence
Silence is my right!”

2
THE UNCOMMON MAN

“People, people everywhere
not a single one to help!
I am left all alone
to save this wounded soul.

Money enters to close the heart,
taking control of every part.
Also, power corrupts the mind
a person at peace, hard to find.

“All the corrupt must be condemned
so must those men with swords,
we strive to remove every blot
with our sweat blood and tears”

Silence only spawns more evil
empowering vice to dictate the terms,
instead protest, disobey and shout.
If one of them hears,
that's a start!"

Training Session for Skill Development Executives Inaugurated

Report by Jude Gerald Lopez

7th May 2013

The twenty one day training programme at Sacred Heart College, Thevara for the Skill Development Executives (SDE) of the state sponsored Additional Skill Acquisition Programme (ASAP) was inaugurated today. The initiative which is a part of the Kerala State Development Project aims to help students attain employable resource status at the end of their Vocational Higher Secondary or Under Graduate programmes. In this highly competitive age the programme focuses on imparting a student-centered study system through which one can absorb a sophisticated set of soft skills and hence be better equipped to meet the needs of various careers. Students from various parts of Kerala who were selected for the training were present. The training programme is jointly organized by the English Department and Computer Department of the college. 

Delegates and students at the venue.

The inaugural function was held at 9am in which the college Principal Rev. Fr. Prasant Palackappillil, The Head of the English Department Prof. John Francis and Dr. Jaikiran, ASAP Representative were present. Prof. John Francis delivered a passionate and moving welcome address in which he urged the students present to make maximum use of this opportunity. “Once this programme is done you should walk out with something substantial” he said. 

 The Principal expressed his joy and gratitude to the government who has sponsored the ASAP programme during the presidential address. Learn as soon as possible he added hinting at the programme’s title ASAP. “Such initiatives should impart two important things; a good set of skills and a good attitude” he said and went on to highlight the importance of the right kind of attitude in life.

Dr. Jaikiran delivered the inaugural address and officially inaugurated the training sessions. “These 21 days will change your life” he said as he addressed an eager student crowd. He also added that we as a state have a lot to be proud in relation to ASAP because it was in Kerala that the initiative gained momentum and progressed quite effectively and efficiently. “This programme is a social experiment in the state and the whole nation is watching us” he said.  He ended his speech on an inspiring note as he advised the students “Think that you can do it and you will do it.”

Principal, Prasant Palackappillil addresses the gathering

The symbolic lighting of the lamp ceremony was also conducted. In which the Pricipal Fr. Prasanth Palackappillil, The Head of the English department Prof. John Francis and Dr. Jaikiran took part in. Prof. Shoba Liz John, NSS Programme Coordinator delivered the Vote of Thanks. The programme consists of 6-day weeks in which the students will receive 12 hour sessions every day.