A rain drop

27 Jun

It is rather strange that

Whenever I feel a drop of rain on me,

You get into my self.

The drop is gone in a second,

But your thoughts stay longer.

Sometimes I think to end it soon and then,

I  never would want to.

The short lived rain seems as though

Keen to remind me of the good memories that

I shared with you.

You were my thunderstorm and

I was just a little cloud

Who loved being blown away,

Only to know that you have taken me whole,

Deserted somewhere with the sockets wide open

And think about you every now and then.

I do hate the drop that falls on me,

You got plenty of space there, girl !

Leave me alone, I cannot be deprived anymore than this !

Likes and Loves

11 May

Long time since my last post. The inspiration of this post came mid-where around a hungry meal. I was gulping down chunks of food when I realized that how much I disliked the dish before.  I used to skip that dish or settle down to an alternative one. I cannot believe I have started to like it after all,  I took several helpings of the same dish in that meal. There is this drumstick which I used to like so much in my childhood days, which I hardly be able to eat it now. Sometimes, we tend to like things which we disliked most. Wonder how things circle around. The same goes for the things we liked.  It is strange that we tend to love someone (who has left us for good) more than we used  to after they left. There are numerous things that needs to be minded but the thoughts of this will occupy us for a good amount of time. Guess it is the same for the vice versa. The cycle between likes and loves circle around all the time and I’m not sure if this saga changes at any point of time.

The day after – Part 2

5 Dec

A month and a fortnight since I wrote an unpublished draft, one line old 😦 Will get back to this later. Times are hard and so is my daily life. This particular thing, one that I am writing now is of particularly thought often. How could things be after life? I remember killing myself in my mind umpteen times for that. I would think how much impact that would cause to my little world. I decided to write this one when Mahesh told me about this. I had gone through a certain period of time in this kind of delusion after the departure of my closed one. I am sure one goes through a lot in his/her life until that day comes. Although there is much debate in what happens after one dies, I feel that the world moves on after this loss. I still recall the lines “எத்தனை கோடி கண்ணீர் மண்மீது விழுந்திருக்கும். அத்தனை கண்ட பின்னும் பூமி இங்கு பூப்பூக்கும்”. It is a direct END to life, I am still unsure why world works this way. It could be the legacy he/she leaves behind and the emotions that the departed one gives to his fellow beings. It has always been that way to me. I am currently toiled by a thousand, million emotions and thoughts bugging all my day getting into my otherwise “peaceful” mind. Sometimes, I think of bursting my emotions for the whole world to get to see it somehow. If I am gone, I believe I will have an impact on my closest ones at least. At that point of time, I guess this journal would be a memoir of my memories and emotions. I feel insecure about the days I have spent and the days I am going to spend due to the fact that anything can happen anytime. Worse is the situation where there is nobody to care about the expired one. I remember seeing a documentary of a group of monkeys ( not sure about them being orangutans or chimps) living on a city in Rajasthan. Suddenly, one baby monkey dies, the monkeys go on doing some kind of rituals for the departed one, much similar to humans. One should look at their faces on the following days to come. There is no doubt that they are the most intelligent creatures, I think the rest of the creatures also have feelings but not sure if they exhibit it. Death goes as end of life but does give the world a legacy that is never realized when lived.

Will add more to this in days to come. My take on life after death.

The dusk

2 Oct

Before going in reading to the text, the comments are entirely mine and everything mentioned here is based on my opinion and my experience, I welcome all insights to my ideas and you are free to provide opinions.

I have always wondered how life would be like after a few decades of life, (mentioning few decades, unsure of how long am going to live). I wanted to know about the elderly age quite in early or get a glimpse of it somehow. We took examples of your grandparents for instance as how old age could be like. Perhaps it could be life’s best or worst time to pass with since we had to deal with the last stages of life, its completion. What amazes us is the fact that new born and the elderly have the best and worst in this life as they deal with the start and the end of the life-cycle respectively. The old age has been spoken about by many and many including the famous and quotable “All the world’s a stage” by Shakespeare. Thinking about this gives me quite an impression. The body of an elderly gets tired but the mind is agile and wary. Most of them may or may not have satisfied what they have yearned for all their life. This makes it the best and the worst of last stages of life. When the senses darken and get blurred with senility and other physical plus emotional strains. They have to live in the midst of their groomed children who are now taking up the aides and living up their part. They tend to understand the real colors of what could be like in the midst of their children who they have to rely on them, the good the bad and the ugly. Well, the children alone cannot be blamed for everything, the elderly seem to get on the nerves real quickly making some so-called bad days to upgrade to worse. I have seen them get real self centered and turning their kin’s life into a some kind of nightmare. They behave childish not only on the physical self but also could be emotionally too. It’s very hard to understand their reason and to the core, they are as mysterious as a baby’s gaze into your eyes.

யாரோடு யாரோ .. ?

23 Sep

This is the song which is killing me softly on a daily basis, this has stolen a good part of mine, cos I am mumbling this a good part of every day. The song explains the relationship between an evil guy and a baby, completely off league each other, the video is equally catchy but I love the lyrics. Here it is, “yaarodu yaaro” from the movie YOGI.

யாரோடு யாரோ இந்த சொந்தம் என்ன பேரோ..
நேற்று வரை நீயும் நானும் யாரோ யாரோ தான் ?
ஒரு ஆளில்லா வானில் கருமேகங்களின் காதல்
கேட்க இடி மின்னல் நெஞ்சை நனைக்குமோ ..?

வஞ்சம் கொண்ட நெஞ்சம் உருகுது கொஞ்சம்
சிறுகதை தொடர்கதை ஆகுமோ?
இது என்ன மாயம், சூரியனில் ஈரம்
வெண்ணிலவில் விடியலும் தொடங்குமோ?

நதி வந்து கடல் மீது சேரும் போது….
புயல் வந்து மலரோடு மோதும் போது..
மழை வந்து வெயிலோடு கூடும் போது…
யாரோடு யாரும் இங்கே ஹே ஹே ஹே…

வஞ்சம் கொண்ட நெஞ்சம் உருகுது கொஞ்சம்
சிறுகதை தொடர்கதை ஆகுமோ?
இது என்ன மாயம், சூரியனில் ஈரம்
வெண்ணிலவில் விடியலும் தொடங்குமோ?

இதயங்கள் சேரும் நொடிக்காக யாரும்
கடிகாரம் பார்ப்பது இல்லையே..
நீரோடு வேரும், வேரோடு பூவும்
தொடர்கின்ற நேசங்கள் வாழ்க்கையே..
ஒரு உறவும் இல்லாமல் உணர்வும் சொல்லாமலே
புது முகவரி தேடுதோ.. ?
வாய் மொழியும் இல்லாமல் வழியும் சொல்லாமல்
பாசக்கலவரம் சேர்க்குதோ ?
ஒரு மின்மினியே மின்சாரத்தை தேடிவரும் போது
என்ன நியாயம் கூறு, விதிதானே…?

பறவைக்கு காற்று பகையானால் கூட
சிறகுக்கு சேதம் இல்லையே…
துளையிட்ட மூங்கில் தாங்கிய ரணங்கள்
இசைக்கின்ற போது இன்பமே…
சிறு விதையும் இல்லாமல் கருவும் கொள்ளாமலே
இங்கு ஜனனமும் ஆனதே..
ஒரு முடிவும் இல்லாமல் முதலும் இல்லாமல்
காலம் புதிர்களை போடுதே..
அட அருகம்புல்லின் நுனியில் ஏறி நிற்கும் பனி போல
எத்தனை நாள் வழக்கை, தெரியாதே….

வஞ்சம் கொண்ட நெஞ்சம் உருகுது கொஞ்சம்
சிறுகதை தொடர்கதை ஆகுமோ?

Audio Link : http://depositfiles.com/files/6msjd4n1j

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10 Sep

There is so much delay in writing about anything ever since I got in to the night graveyard shifts and things have not been with me since the aides of August this year. Here I am, could not contain myself anymore.  After over a year of its release, I am writing this fresh after watching the movie James Cameron’s “Avatar” for the first time (which I regretted all these days and at last). Without the 3D and the theatrical surroundings and a dark room, the movie may not be best experienced. I felt a lot of things being interlaced on this movie which we (humans, yeah) rather lack and which could have been left by the director to be felt.

The story’s kind of intriguing, humans are trying to get over a planet full of humanoids, no, The People, Na’avians. Like many other viewer, I got dumbstruck by the stroke of imagination which could have let to such a movie which has not fathomed to any director ever (I am out of words !). I am going to talk about the the undertones I felt throughout the movie. Unlike most of us, the natives of the planet Pandora, respect their homeland, the planet. The villain of the movie is the big fat greediness which has been paid up in full by the natives in the end. Everything in their planet is interconnected with something magical (electrochemical links, like in our brains) just like ours. They respect the Great mother tree (seemingly biggest tree on the planet) which provides shelter to all their lives and the magic connection is between even the animals that they have with us (I almost felt like being one of them, this was both accidental and deliberate).

I felt most of the animal creations and plants in the movie were inspired from the earthly ones, esp the ones which looked like giant rhinoceros with plate like eyes like in hammerhead sharks. The world looked irresistible with detail provided to flora and fauna in every scene, esp the hanging mountains (inspired from hanging gardens, perhaps ?) and glued me to the Pandora world, I even felt sorry to have come back to the end credits and towards a black screen with gloominess around me. I wish such forests could grow up covering all world and become a hunter like the protagonists.

I guess I loved a lot of quotes which has significant meaning to the story to the protagonist’s life and to the story. One of them says, “The aliens went back to their dying world.” referring to the humans.  “She said all energy is only borrowed, and one day you have to give it back.”. This AVATAR movie quote sums up how different the view of the Na’vi is from that of the humans, who only wish to take from the environment rather than care for it. This was a remark from a movie enthusiast on the quote.

What impressed me the is the amazing things interfaced between the epic story. I am going to watch the movie again shortly, this is one of the best made movies I have ever seen and will definitely watch on regular intervals. This movie will be an inspiration to somebody for sure on their outlook on life and their homes, the planet.

Fantasy

18 Aug

A few words before you go to reading this further: I am not sure why this occurred to me, but is an unanswered question for me for quite sometime, so I thought it is better to give it out rather than getting mind boggled. This could sound strange or crazy, I do not know for it comes to

I am wondering how to start. I have always thought human life is going to be really special considering that there are millions of other species to choose from by the Creator, and there is absolutely no doubt that it is the best to be a human. Coming back to what this esteemed creation has done or “created” is puzzling me more. “Nothing that was ever created had or have or will be perfect”, says an anonymous quote. A simple example of this was referred in “Seven pounds” movie by its heroine mentioning about the heart condition of “Great Dane” dog breeds. It so occurred to me when I was driving back home on my  motorcycle, that perhaps many of human creations are inspired by himself. I took two examples from my motorcycle, the tubed tyre and the fuel power. The tubed tyre uses air to power the motion using wheels which perhaps may be inspired from his stomach, the tubed tyre eventually loses air just like our appetite. When energy is feeble, we feel lethargic just like a vehicle starving for fuel supply. Most of the machines are of the model – input, process and output just like most parts of a human body. I wondered if this ever made sense but could not help it. May be it could be a part of my fantasy or madness.

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