விழியின் நீர் கன்னத்தை தொடும் முன், கைகளில் ஏந்தும் ஒருவன்...
என் "ஹ்ம்ம்ம்" க்கும், "ஹ்ம்ம்கும்ம்" க்கும், வித்தியாசம் அறிந்தவன்..
எனக்காக என்னுடன் வாழ்பவன்,
நான் இல்லையேல் உலகம் இல்லை என்பவன்..
நீல வானம் கடலை தொடும் எல்லை அறிந்தாலும்,
அவன் அன்பின் எல்லை அறிய இயலாது..
இது போதும் என்று நான் விலகி நின்றாலும்,
இன்னும் இருக்கிறது பார் என்பான் அக்கறையுடன்..
உலக நடப்பு காரணங்களை அலசுபவன்,
என் மேல் கொண்ட பரிவுக்கு காரணம் புரியாமல் விழிப்பான்..
ஆழ்ந்த உறக்கத்திலும் அலையாய் வந்து அடிப்பவன்,
ஆறாத ரணங்களையும் தனதாக்கி, லேசாக மாற்றுவான்..
என் தனிமையை விரட்டி அடித்து, நிழலாய் துணை இருப்பவன்..
காலம் பிரிக்கும் என்று நான் பதற, மரணம் ஒன்றே பிரிக்க கூடும் என்பவன்...
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
When is Diwali ??
Diwali Eve and raining, it was. I wanted Pani puri desperately. All the cricket crazy fans were tied to the Stupid box and I could not get any better company than my poor Mom, who was so busy with the Diwali Sweets distribution (not preparation though). She would not have even thought of coming out with me in that rain if she had been preparing sweets. I took out my two wheeler happily and kicked to start. Failed. Tried to start again. Failed. Tried again twice, failed.. Fails at all the wrong times !! Sigh !!
Luckily, Dad could spare me two minutes to kick my stupid two wheeler !! Started,,,, making me grasp that it was not its fault but mine. Grrrrrrrr….
“Power venum pa !!”, Dad alleged..
“Nee innum neraya paal kudikkanum” This was from mom..
“Seri vidunga”, me as usual ..
We could reach the pani puri shop in another ten minutes irrespective of the distance and rain. I ordered masal puris for me and mom.
Coimbatore has a peculiar taste in chaats, it neither has the typical north Indian taste nor completely south Indian. It is a mixture of both. Me and Mom simply love it and this was supposed to be one of our favorite shops. The rain and taste added to our delight.
We were chatting all the usual stuff when I noticed a small boy running here and there washing plates. He was dark and undersized for his age with a big Viboothi symbol on his forehead. He was fast, had learnt the art of pani puri, masal puri making proficiently and was able to serve more than 4 plates at a time, ofcourse when the elder person at the shop was not there. My mother shared the same surprise. There was something in him that made me feel guilty about the way I grumble at home.
After we finished our respective plates, I called the boy and asked his name. Thereafter followed the below conversation. The below was in pure Tamil owing to the Tamil Medium Government School , the boy went to.
“Thambi, What’s ur name ??”
“Senthil” He was busy and had no time to answer my boring questions patiently. However, he had the decorum to finish with one-words.
“Do you go to school ?”
“Yes, 6th Std. Kuppakonam Pudur government school”
May be he had started to lose his patience. I decided to cut my questions short, really short.
“Oh, Then how come………”
“I come here in the evenings to help my brother. My brother works for this shop owner and gets paid 150Rs/day. If I wash plates, they give me 25Rs/day.”
I was awestruck. My mother threw a smirk glance at me. I ignored and was about to shoot my next question, when the boy said, “Akka, I have work. There’s crowd in the shop.”
“Seri seri.. Carry on” I said modestly and turned to face my mom (I didn’t have an option).
Mom simply said, “Go pay and we shall leave”
I went to the cash counter where Senthil’s elder brother managed Mushroom fry with one hand and folded currencies in the other hand. I handed a 500 Rs note to him and smiled.
“Change illa Akka” he said.
I looked at my mom helplessly and she also hadn’t brought any change.
“Namma akka than anna.. Change maathittu vandhu kudukkum” A Familiar voice, I turned around and saw Senthil convincing his brother that I would bring back the change.
This boy hadn’t known me even for five minutes. Yet he was ready to rely that I would bring back the 50Rs I owed him. That could even mean loss of his 2 days wages(hard work precisely), if I cheated him. I couldn’t believe the deep sense of generosity and humanity planted in him at this small age whereas there are not even traces of these traits in grown-ups or Well-Educated.
The elder brother also agreed and I rushed to a nearby departmental store to waste a 50Rs on some jelly and chocolate.
I returned back and handed a 50Rs. I was given a 5Rs change and I gave it to Senthil thankfully.
He said” Venam Akka, I get paid for what I do here”
“Wow, Man !! I am sure you’ll be a great guy one day !!!” I thought but words refused to come out.
We returned back home and I could not control my thoughts about that tiny fellow. He had left an impression and it would definitely not leave my mind soon.
Goddamn, it was Diwali eve!!! Children of his age, either flock around the crackers shops or pester their parents for no reason, in spite of the house being filled with things they like. I belonged to the second category. I used to whine all day that I have no company at home and it was such a boring life and so on. Whereas, look at this guy.!!! He was contentedly working, helping people and celebrating life in his own way. For him, taking home that 25Rs meant more than any fun involved in Diwali, Pongal, etc.
Our Country has a lot of Narakasuras - Bribery, Deceit, Corruption, Pollution, Child Labor and the list goes never ending. The truest and happiest Diwali can come only when all the above are completely exterminated and the air is free enough to breathe in, for children like Senthil. Hoping for such a Diwali soon !!
Luckily, Dad could spare me two minutes to kick my stupid two wheeler !! Started,,,, making me grasp that it was not its fault but mine. Grrrrrrrr….
“Power venum pa !!”, Dad alleged..
“Nee innum neraya paal kudikkanum” This was from mom..
“Seri vidunga”, me as usual ..
We could reach the pani puri shop in another ten minutes irrespective of the distance and rain. I ordered masal puris for me and mom.
Coimbatore has a peculiar taste in chaats, it neither has the typical north Indian taste nor completely south Indian. It is a mixture of both. Me and Mom simply love it and this was supposed to be one of our favorite shops. The rain and taste added to our delight.
We were chatting all the usual stuff when I noticed a small boy running here and there washing plates. He was dark and undersized for his age with a big Viboothi symbol on his forehead. He was fast, had learnt the art of pani puri, masal puri making proficiently and was able to serve more than 4 plates at a time, ofcourse when the elder person at the shop was not there. My mother shared the same surprise. There was something in him that made me feel guilty about the way I grumble at home.
After we finished our respective plates, I called the boy and asked his name. Thereafter followed the below conversation. The below was in pure Tamil owing to the Tamil Medium Government School , the boy went to.
“Thambi, What’s ur name ??”
“Senthil” He was busy and had no time to answer my boring questions patiently. However, he had the decorum to finish with one-words.
“Do you go to school ?”
“Yes, 6th Std. Kuppakonam Pudur government school”
May be he had started to lose his patience. I decided to cut my questions short, really short.
“Oh, Then how come………”
“I come here in the evenings to help my brother. My brother works for this shop owner and gets paid 150Rs/day. If I wash plates, they give me 25Rs/day.”
I was awestruck. My mother threw a smirk glance at me. I ignored and was about to shoot my next question, when the boy said, “Akka, I have work. There’s crowd in the shop.”
“Seri seri.. Carry on” I said modestly and turned to face my mom (I didn’t have an option).
Mom simply said, “Go pay and we shall leave”
I went to the cash counter where Senthil’s elder brother managed Mushroom fry with one hand and folded currencies in the other hand. I handed a 500 Rs note to him and smiled.
“Change illa Akka” he said.
I looked at my mom helplessly and she also hadn’t brought any change.
“Namma akka than anna.. Change maathittu vandhu kudukkum” A Familiar voice, I turned around and saw Senthil convincing his brother that I would bring back the change.
This boy hadn’t known me even for five minutes. Yet he was ready to rely that I would bring back the 50Rs I owed him. That could even mean loss of his 2 days wages(hard work precisely), if I cheated him. I couldn’t believe the deep sense of generosity and humanity planted in him at this small age whereas there are not even traces of these traits in grown-ups or Well-Educated.
The elder brother also agreed and I rushed to a nearby departmental store to waste a 50Rs on some jelly and chocolate.
I returned back and handed a 50Rs. I was given a 5Rs change and I gave it to Senthil thankfully.
He said” Venam Akka, I get paid for what I do here”
“Wow, Man !! I am sure you’ll be a great guy one day !!!” I thought but words refused to come out.
We returned back home and I could not control my thoughts about that tiny fellow. He had left an impression and it would definitely not leave my mind soon.
Goddamn, it was Diwali eve!!! Children of his age, either flock around the crackers shops or pester their parents for no reason, in spite of the house being filled with things they like. I belonged to the second category. I used to whine all day that I have no company at home and it was such a boring life and so on. Whereas, look at this guy.!!! He was contentedly working, helping people and celebrating life in his own way. For him, taking home that 25Rs meant more than any fun involved in Diwali, Pongal, etc.
Our Country has a lot of Narakasuras - Bribery, Deceit, Corruption, Pollution, Child Labor and the list goes never ending. The truest and happiest Diwali can come only when all the above are completely exterminated and the air is free enough to breathe in, for children like Senthil. Hoping for such a Diwali soon !!
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Valentine's Day
I never thought I would feel this way for you
And it was nothing like, at first sight!!
Time brought us close
We, unaware of it all, became closer!!
You stood by me at times of hardships,
In spite of that, I broke your heart more than once!!
I did not understand the innocence and love,
But you simply enjoyed the fact I did not!!
Misconceptions clouded around us,
The way we looked at each other changed!!
May be we even started to maintain distance,
Felt things were better untold!!
But today I sit here thinking about those years,
When you and I craved for each others’ presence!!
Love and affection doesn't come for a price,
But if it did, I would give my life for yours!!
And it was nothing like, at first sight!!
Time brought us close
We, unaware of it all, became closer!!
You stood by me at times of hardships,
In spite of that, I broke your heart more than once!!
I did not understand the innocence and love,
But you simply enjoyed the fact I did not!!
Misconceptions clouded around us,
The way we looked at each other changed!!
May be we even started to maintain distance,
Felt things were better untold!!
But today I sit here thinking about those years,
When you and I craved for each others’ presence!!
Love and affection doesn't come for a price,
But if it did, I would give my life for yours!!
Monday, April 11, 2011
Please Keep it Confidential!!
Dears,
Finally I am cherishing the moments I would last live. I never thought my life would end this way. I had not even dreamt of this type of ending. I had been of the impression that I deserve all the happiness in my life until this alarm rang reminding the conclusion. After all, everything that starts and goes on well, is supposed to have an end, so is my life.
Like many, I do not feel that I am leaving things incomplete or duties unfinished. I had always loved the people, who believed in me and lived up to their contentment. In all these years, there was never a moment I was left to try my fate all alone, all because of you people. “Thank you” will not suffice to convey all the feelings of gratitude that I have for you.
I am not sure why this verdict was granted to me, because in all the aspects that I could see, I was the most favored by you, my kith and kin. Until I heard about my last, there was no allusion anywhere. However now that it was more from your side than mine, I simply hope that this also turns out good for you.
Ok, now all that I want to leave behind is the wonderful rapport that we had shared in the past and that we would (if any) in the future. Though I am moving away from you, this does not mean in anyway that we are going to forget each other completely. Good memories of me, will cloud around you and guide you in any less travelled road you choose to take. You are my Creator and you will be the sole responsible of my after-death life too. I resolutely give you all the rights to take any valuable part of my body and donate it to anyone whom you think it will be of better use.
Till date, my health is all fine. I am working energetically for you. But out of pure acquiescence, I am going away from you. Whatever be the background of the decision, I am taking this cheerfully and wish to remain in your past. I know you still love me and will not want to give me away. I completely understand the fact that this choice will give you more joy and glee and that is what I desire too. After all, anything for you.
Ultimately, I believe I will learn to overcome the pain of separation and have more tears in my eyes for the last day.
Yours Obediently,
@vantage Commander ;)(A Project tht is closing down shortly due to CAPEX reductions)
Finally I am cherishing the moments I would last live. I never thought my life would end this way. I had not even dreamt of this type of ending. I had been of the impression that I deserve all the happiness in my life until this alarm rang reminding the conclusion. After all, everything that starts and goes on well, is supposed to have an end, so is my life.
Like many, I do not feel that I am leaving things incomplete or duties unfinished. I had always loved the people, who believed in me and lived up to their contentment. In all these years, there was never a moment I was left to try my fate all alone, all because of you people. “Thank you” will not suffice to convey all the feelings of gratitude that I have for you.
I am not sure why this verdict was granted to me, because in all the aspects that I could see, I was the most favored by you, my kith and kin. Until I heard about my last, there was no allusion anywhere. However now that it was more from your side than mine, I simply hope that this also turns out good for you.
Ok, now all that I want to leave behind is the wonderful rapport that we had shared in the past and that we would (if any) in the future. Though I am moving away from you, this does not mean in anyway that we are going to forget each other completely. Good memories of me, will cloud around you and guide you in any less travelled road you choose to take. You are my Creator and you will be the sole responsible of my after-death life too. I resolutely give you all the rights to take any valuable part of my body and donate it to anyone whom you think it will be of better use.
Till date, my health is all fine. I am working energetically for you. But out of pure acquiescence, I am going away from you. Whatever be the background of the decision, I am taking this cheerfully and wish to remain in your past. I know you still love me and will not want to give me away. I completely understand the fact that this choice will give you more joy and glee and that is what I desire too. After all, anything for you.
Ultimately, I believe I will learn to overcome the pain of separation and have more tears in my eyes for the last day.
Yours Obediently,
@vantage Commander ;)(A Project tht is closing down shortly due to CAPEX reductions)
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Love you for what you are!!
Disclaimer: This is not about men who are aggressive, dominant or chauvinistic!! :) It’s all about the men whom we love and live with!! And, It’s all written from a gal’s perspective, sorry for the gender bias.
Daddies, as a rule, name their daughters after their moms mainly because they wish to see motherly love in the innocent faces of their resembling kids. Every time we think of an ideal father (Father of a Gal here), we remember a dad who teaches his daughter to ride her bicycle, instills the spirit of courage by narrating stories of great leaders, counsels when she receives her first love letter and after appropriate ideation, accepts the love she has for an entirely new person. His role does not get any trivial after her marriage as he has to convince his damsel from missing him in spite of feeling empty at heart himself.
Brothers get ready for the encounter and nagging as early as they get to know “It's a Gal” in their mother’s womb. Though at times they are compelled to do all the pick up-drop, give shopping company, book tickets, etc, more frequently its falls impulsively. Lot of instances like an unexpected gift on her birthday, a sorry message or e-card after having a big fight and at the extreme, catching up a duel with someone on the road suspected to be eve-teasing her (not so sure :P) plant the feeling of security and comfort irreparably and irreplaceably.
Friends – Ah!! This is a real broad category of Men; words will not suffice to describe this kind. One stands by at the times of hardships, one takes her to the doctor when no one is there around; one finds her way when she is lost in a new city and one calls her frequently, simply to get to know if things are fine at her side. Some say, the world has lost its entire good people and whatever anyone does is for the sake of a business value. But any woman who has such a set of friends is bound to defy that.
Well, it would be too optimistic if everyone has a group like that and to remind, we are only talking of the good things in life everyday.
Relationships are hard to define. Relationships created by women are harder to define. Initially they succumb to all the care and affection from a so-called friend, start liking him and remain in that state without realizing that she has already fallen in love with him. Men are the first ones to realize and to propose, which makes her say promptly, “He proposed me!!!” Men still know to handle it in a sportive manner and enjoy the surprise in her face. With a smile, He manages the hard time in persuading her in to the committed status. Life is all beautiful!! At least, that's what he thinks!! ;) Marriage and the role of a husband leave him a lot of apprehensions, yet he is glad to take up the liability to win the love of his life.
So that's all, flattering the men in any women’s life, provided such men really exist. Every woman might not have the best combination of all the above men in her life, but for sure she will have at least one of the above in a compensating manner.
Daddies might not have any time for their little moms; Brothers might think that laptops are best company to keep than their niggling sisters; a close friend in the past might totally keep away for reasons which he alone could explain; relationships pre or post marriage are highly prone to disasters. However bad things go, there’s someone at the end, a shoulder to cry on, a consoling word and a tear from the eye for her sake.
And the best part is, she is intended to understand all these strings attached to her and keep the bind strong enough. Controversies and Contradictions might loosen these strings but that which fastens it is the belief, either has on the other.
Men are men, they are what they are meant to be and loved for what they are. !! :) :)
Daddies, as a rule, name their daughters after their moms mainly because they wish to see motherly love in the innocent faces of their resembling kids. Every time we think of an ideal father (Father of a Gal here), we remember a dad who teaches his daughter to ride her bicycle, instills the spirit of courage by narrating stories of great leaders, counsels when she receives her first love letter and after appropriate ideation, accepts the love she has for an entirely new person. His role does not get any trivial after her marriage as he has to convince his damsel from missing him in spite of feeling empty at heart himself.
Brothers get ready for the encounter and nagging as early as they get to know “It's a Gal” in their mother’s womb. Though at times they are compelled to do all the pick up-drop, give shopping company, book tickets, etc, more frequently its falls impulsively. Lot of instances like an unexpected gift on her birthday, a sorry message or e-card after having a big fight and at the extreme, catching up a duel with someone on the road suspected to be eve-teasing her (not so sure :P) plant the feeling of security and comfort irreparably and irreplaceably.
Friends – Ah!! This is a real broad category of Men; words will not suffice to describe this kind. One stands by at the times of hardships, one takes her to the doctor when no one is there around; one finds her way when she is lost in a new city and one calls her frequently, simply to get to know if things are fine at her side. Some say, the world has lost its entire good people and whatever anyone does is for the sake of a business value. But any woman who has such a set of friends is bound to defy that.
Well, it would be too optimistic if everyone has a group like that and to remind, we are only talking of the good things in life everyday.
Relationships are hard to define. Relationships created by women are harder to define. Initially they succumb to all the care and affection from a so-called friend, start liking him and remain in that state without realizing that she has already fallen in love with him. Men are the first ones to realize and to propose, which makes her say promptly, “He proposed me!!!” Men still know to handle it in a sportive manner and enjoy the surprise in her face. With a smile, He manages the hard time in persuading her in to the committed status. Life is all beautiful!! At least, that's what he thinks!! ;) Marriage and the role of a husband leave him a lot of apprehensions, yet he is glad to take up the liability to win the love of his life.
So that's all, flattering the men in any women’s life, provided such men really exist. Every woman might not have the best combination of all the above men in her life, but for sure she will have at least one of the above in a compensating manner.
Daddies might not have any time for their little moms; Brothers might think that laptops are best company to keep than their niggling sisters; a close friend in the past might totally keep away for reasons which he alone could explain; relationships pre or post marriage are highly prone to disasters. However bad things go, there’s someone at the end, a shoulder to cry on, a consoling word and a tear from the eye for her sake.
And the best part is, she is intended to understand all these strings attached to her and keep the bind strong enough. Controversies and Contradictions might loosen these strings but that which fastens it is the belief, either has on the other.
Men are men, they are what they are meant to be and loved for what they are. !! :) :)
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
2010 - A Recap
January began its day with new hopes and wishes..
It awaited festivals and events..
February celebrated all the Birthdays and Anniversaries it had,
But due to less number of days, it felt sad..
March was busy in submitting proofs and claims,
Still met old friends and took a walk down the memory lane.
April broke its leg
In the process of preventing itself from becoming a keg..
May found it difficult to manage summer,
And could only wish for a vacation better..
June was busy attending friends’ weddings,
Wondering for it, when the bells would be ringing!!
July trekked, all its way, up and down the hill,
And proved the fact of determination and will..
August celebrated friendship mentally and physically,
Happy that hereafter it can never feel lonely..
September was depressed due to deficit of people around
Hence fell sick to draw attention as a workaround..
October invited parents to stay with it
Finally forgot the way to kitchen, a bit..
November stumbled with stomach pain here and there..
Lots of people gathered around to take care..
December took a break to recover
And gear up for the New Year..!!
Happy New Year Friends!!
It awaited festivals and events..
February celebrated all the Birthdays and Anniversaries it had,
But due to less number of days, it felt sad..
March was busy in submitting proofs and claims,
Still met old friends and took a walk down the memory lane.
April broke its leg
In the process of preventing itself from becoming a keg..
May found it difficult to manage summer,
And could only wish for a vacation better..
June was busy attending friends’ weddings,
Wondering for it, when the bells would be ringing!!
July trekked, all its way, up and down the hill,
And proved the fact of determination and will..
August celebrated friendship mentally and physically,
Happy that hereafter it can never feel lonely..
September was depressed due to deficit of people around
Hence fell sick to draw attention as a workaround..
October invited parents to stay with it
Finally forgot the way to kitchen, a bit..
November stumbled with stomach pain here and there..
Lots of people gathered around to take care..
December took a break to recover
And gear up for the New Year..!!
Happy New Year Friends!!
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