United in love!

Today, 30th September, is World Translation Day.

I believe that, this is one poetry which deserves to be appreciated for years to come by many. And this is a sample of the wealth of knowledge and humility of the poet, who had such a brilliant idea, but not the desire to publicise his name.

There are two major elements that comprises the crust of earth. Water and Land.

The element of water is widely considered the flowing element and represents change, travel, search for destiny etc.

Whereas the element of land represents the stability, patience, finality or even a finite object.

The element of water exists in many forms such as ocean, river, falls, stream, lake, rain and so on.

And the land exists as soil, mud, sand, stone, rock, mountain and so on. The larger it is, the flexibility is reduced, while smaller the particle, it’s unusable for modified purpose. They can be used as is or with minor changes.

Usage of water is as wide as it’s form. And each usage relies upon few or just one form. For e.g., ocean is good for transporting through ships but useless for drinking directly. Also, existence of each form is restricted by the area of it’s existence. A falls can’t exist in plain and not ocean on top of mountain.

Another interesting feature is most of the water forms exist above land, though source of water is below land, apart from rain.

It’s born out of land, nurtures land, floods land, and consumes two third of earth’s crust.

Seems neither exist without the other. And also one overpowers the other at each stage.

But do they ever be at par?

Yes, when the land is mud/red soil and water is rain. They both lose themselves and they adorn a new form, of mud, which is neither liquid not solid.

Thus, merged the heart of two, in love, inseparable and into one, by losing itself. And together they could be created into new formations, which isn’t possible to be attained by either water or soil independently.

This is the example given by an anonymous poet to describe love. And the richness of the thought paved way to name the poet after this example.

யாயும் ஞாயும் யாரா கியரோ,
எந்தையும் நுந்தையும் எம்முறைக் கேளிர்,
யானும் நீயும் எவ்வழி யறிதும்,
செம்புலப் பெயனீர் போல,
அன்புடை நெஞ்சம் தாங்கலந் தனவே.

-செம்புலப் பெயனீரார்.

What is my mother to yours?
How is my father related to yours? Although you and I knew not
each other in any way,
just as red earth and pouring rain:
the love-filled hearts merged.

(Kuruntokai – 40)

[https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuṟuntokai]

A single line that has such a depth of meaning. This keeps amazing people for generations and still going to live for long.

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Rambling on love

The magical feeling which is the topic of discussion for ages bygone and ages to come, never gets old. I was wondering why was that, just like every one musing about love.

I think, it’s because, that’s something special, obviously.

For those who aren’t made aware of the sweet nectar, in full, but just given a fleeting glimpse, that’s the ultimate target. To which all of their routes are diverted.

For those who are in the heavenly bliss, they are so full of the happiness and doesn’t have the slightest inclination to get out of it, to help others on their route, nor explain it in words. For that bliss is of such addictive nature without any reprieve. And also, for the very reason, it couldn’t be constrained to meagre words. That’s beyond any compare and can only be enjoyed by oneself.

If someone bothers to explain or guide through anyone else, either they haven’t experienced it in full and are showing off in vain, to make others believe the better of them. Or else, some twisted fate has pushed them out of the heaven, to only linger the joy and not continue to experience it.

And those are the ones who tell tales, throwing a glimpse of heaven to the newbies and those are the ones who extend the life of their lives through the memories of their tales.

And in every way, the love and love alone remains as the constant, which stands witness to the trials and triumphs of all!

After all the regression, I realise that I’m in that heaven and hence I couldn’t put myself to be constrained within few words. Hence, couldn’t write about lamenting nor anything else.

Thus, you are here, reading another post of mine, searching for something, which might not be present here. But if it did, do drop a word and let me know, whether you could make heads or tails of this post!

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When a Yes becomes yes truly!

She knew the answer
In that single moment.
What her dreams are,
What form it would take,
Who it would be,
What she fell for and
What she yearned for!
And for all those questions
Unasked yet answered!

The sprouting from the most
Darkest and deepest part
Of her heart and yet
Potent to encompass
Even the whole universe.

She answered yes,
To the one who would be
The base of her future
And part of every moment
In living out her life.

He jumped out in joy
For his dream came true!
She, to him is
A dream of decades,
Centuries and beyond!
An imagination for the future
Counted in few light years!
And the hope of his life!

Yet he did not knew
And would never know
That his jump of joy,
Trampled a little sprout,
In the darkest and deepest
Of her trembling heart!

And the yes was said,
Only in the hope
That the excess of love
Spilling from his brimming heart
Would be enough
To grow a garden.

A garden that is

Amazingly attractive with
Blooming buds,
Colorful, calm, cheery and
Dazzlingly Distracting her
From the erstwhile eerie era.
For the future is founded in the
Glorious gestures of him.

Her hysterical history
Is inappropriate and an insult to him in the
Journey jabbing with
Kindness, from the King of
Love, lust and listless luxury of
Meaningful merger of two minds.

Neither negotiated the needles,
Obviously Omnipresent in the
Pressure pursuing the presence of those
Quirk quiet emptiness lurking in the
Relationship rumbling with romance.

Still she shivered silently in
The thunderous transition of her
Unspeakables into utter useless rubbish.

Vulnerability of the viable future
Whisked her into Wishing for
eXclusive explosions of
Yelling and yet in the yonder, the
Zeal of him zapped her completely.

As she had been encompassed by his,
Love, lust and everything in between
In her heart and mind too!!

Communication

Many people
Multiple voices
Total chaos
Amidst that
Two people
Four eyes
One conversation
No words
But
A poetry was created
A symphony was heard
A salsa was performed
Coz all communication
Doesn’t need words!

The merger!

Water, one of the dearest subject for Ripples and for me. Here is another dimension to water.

The water, in most forms, is rarely considered as the final stage and rather used as example to seeking the destiny in next stage. Like a river attaining destiny while reaching the sea, a drop attaining destiny by becoming a pearl, the drop on lotus leaf and so on..

The crust of earth is basically split into two, surface covered by water and land.

Just like the water being omnipresent in many ways, the land / soil could be represented in many many ways. Rocks, boulders, mountains, sand, soil and so on.

When water meets many of those, the water retains its nature as water, just as the other component retains its own nature. Or the reaction happens to one of them while the other remains the same.

Whereas when water meets a certain kind of soil, the water and soil bonds together and becomes mud, where the water attains the color of soil and the soil becomes almost liquid, losing its dry and solid state.

Thus, merged the heart of two, in love, inseparable and into one, by losing itself. And together they could be created into new formations, which isn’t possible to be attained by either water or soil independently.

This is the example given by an anonymous poet to describe love at first sight. And the richness of the thought paved way to name the poet after this example.

யாயும் ஞாயும் யாரா கியரோ,
எந்தையும் நுந்தையும் எம்முறைக் கேளிர்,
யானும் நீயும் எவ்வழி யறிதும்,
செம்புலப் பெயனீர் போல,
அன்புடை நெஞ்சம் தாங்கலந் தனவே.

-செம்புலப் பெயனீரார்.

What is my mother to yours?
How is my father relatednto yours? Although you and I knew not
each other in any way,
just as red earth and pouring rain:
the love-filled hearts merged.

(Kuruntokai – 40)

[https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuṟuntokai]

Who is she to me?

A beautiful description of a girl and the absolute praise of her to be the best.
This song is inspired from the Sanskrit verse of Kalidasa

pushpeshu jati
purusheshu vishnu,
narishu ramba
nagareshu Kanchi

which is translatable to English as

The epitome of flowers – Jathi (Jasmine)
The epitome of Men – Vishnu
The epitome of  Women – Rambai
The epitome of Cities – Kanchipuram

The idea was taken and developed into this song.

Among the seasons, she is spring;
Among art forms, she is a painting;
Among the months, she is Maargazhi;
Among the flowers, she is Jasmine..

Among the birds, she is homing pigeon
Among the songs, she is lullaby
Among the fruits, she is mango
Among the winds, she is breeze

In smiling (lit. purely like milk) without guile, she is a kid..
In hugging like the snow, she is a young lady..
In raising as the Apple of eye, she is a mother..
And she turned me into a poet!

Details of the translated song is available here!

Are you?

Are we the two eyes
that are next to each other
forever and yet
unknown to each other?

Has the veil on the mirror removed?
Just so that the eyes could see each other?

Changes..

Age old habits could die,
In the fraction of second,
If the new habit is
Even more addictive,
As well as close to heart!

Magic!

Magic isn’t just
From another world..
It is something as simple as
An innocent word,
Uttered at the right time,
By the right person,
For the right reason..
And it has the power of magic,
To transport you into
Another parallel universe,
While still living in this world..
To let you fly into
Cloud nine and beyond,
With firmly planted feet on earth..
To let you dive amidst
Exotic coral reefs and exquisite fish,
Without moving an inch of your body..

Create magic and feel awesome!

What would you name it?!

A random day, a random conversation and a random challenge.. That’s the background of this following post.. I took up the challenge and completed it.. Now I would like to challenge you people for a simpler one.. Guess the prompt for which I wrote this post! 😉 And do suggest a good title for this post! 🙂

He was waiting for a decade..
For that moment..
The moment he would meet her..
The one destined for him..

When someone asked him,
How would he recognise her,
When they meet each other..
For that he replied,
I would recognise her the moment
When my vision becomes clouded with rainbows,
When my hearing is added with sweetest melody,
When my nostrils inhale the most exotic smells,
When my skin tingles with the thunderous shock and
When I speak, poetry flows out incessantly in praise of her..

The day came..
He met her..
He realised what he expected was right..
For he did experience all of them and a little more..
The little more was..
The rainbow was also clouded with tears,
The melody was chaotic without sync,
The smell include a waft of pungent smell,
The tremor of shock didn’t fade away while
He said, Happy married life, to her,
at his occasionally met cousin’s wedding!
And he stepped down from the stage murmuring,
Three isn’t always a crowd, but it is,
When your love is married to someone else!

Fate of dreams!

He was waiting
To live a dream,
In the dream castle,
With her as the queen..

She was waiting
To move through another day,
Wondering whether her dream
May or may not come true..

They met!
He couldn’t describe
The castle-to-be-built..
She couldn’t believe, yet,
Whether the dream becomes reality..

A leap of faith..
From both of them..
Into eternity..

The all-knowing time
Still laughs and waits
To reveal only when it intends..
Without even a nice hint!

Emote

When the emotion is too full,
They elude the chains of words,
To be confined into absolute terms..

They become color to the blind,
Music to the deaf,
Scream to the mute..

They are felt in the senses,
Takes shape and taste
Depending on the receiver..

The brilliance of emotions
Are only as brilliant as it is
Allowed to be felt..

But when both the hearts
Speak the same language
of emotion beyond words,

They become the touch to blind,
Signs to the deaf,
Punch to the mute..

Now, did you hear,
What I wrote or
What I meant?

Not awaiting the answer,
For I would hear it
When you speak out, at last..

Reconciliation

The year long feud
The month long waiting
The week long quarrel
The whole-day silence
The brimming tears
Waiting to spill
Was replaced with a twinkle
With a silent hug
And a sweet kiss!

A song of definitions!

A song between a newly married couple.. Where he gives a single word prompt and she expresses her view upon them poetically in the song.. Check out the video and other details of the song over here!

 

The peepal tree dwelling cuckoo’s (chirping), the cooing of the train,
Aariraaroo (lullaby), Yelelelo (folk music),
All of it are music, Oh Kanna (as term of endearment)
In my song of the musical notes*,
The music of love sets stage, Oh Kanna!

Cellphone:
When the nightingale (ringtone) calls us,
We are close, despite the distance.

Cigarette :
Like a finger in between fingers,
This lives as sixth finger for few seconds

Shyness:
This is the first word said lovingly by femininity

Moustache
This is the hairy child, which belongs only to me..

Thirukkural:
The two lines of a couplet gives one meaning,
If we both live like that, life would be pleasant.

Moon:
Is she the fairy that bathes at night?
She is the white shadow that grows and fades

Fine, Mirror
When I look into it, it shows you!

Hmm.. Love
It is the single dream dreamt in our four eyes..

Wow! Beautiful!

To my Lily! 

I will love you
More than you would know..
I will take up
The hate of my life,
Voluntarily, without a murmur,
Just for you to be happy..
I’ll survive in hell
And even seemingly flourish,
Just to control the evil
From touching even your shadow..

I know that I’ll never ever be,
The love of your life,
The Apple of your eyes,
Or even as a dear friend of you..
I somehow realise that
You almost hate me..
You want me to disappear
From all facets of your life..

I simply cannot do that..
Though, I can assure you that
I will never interfere you
In any way and in any place..
Yet, I’ll continue to hold,
Tightly, wholly and without losing,
My love for you..
I’ll be afar and away from you..
Still, am just around the corner..
I’ll be next to you, when needed,
In a moment’s notice..

I don’t see a future together..
I don’t see a change either..
I don’t know what it would cost me..
I’m ready to pay with my life..
I’ll see to that you are,
Never ever in want of anything..
Whether you are near or not..
For, what I feel for you is eternal..

You are my Lily..
I’m your Snape..
Always!

Are you my friend or foe?!

Oh my dear love, Oh my dear love,
What are you going to do to me?
Even after knowing that I am an artist,
Why do you ask for my eyes?

Crucifixion or Wings,
which of these are you going to give me?
After having caused the pain,
Why do you stand afar and watch?

Love, when you throw a flower,
Any mountain would melt a little.
Love, when you throw a pebble,
Any ocean would be disturbed a little.

Now am I to recover or fall through?
Live life or leave life?
Is this the elixir or the poison?
Or is this the elixir and poison in one?

Love, I worshipped you,
By falling at your feet;
but, you closed your eyes,
and I wailed inconsolably.

Is this a good change or a faltering?
Is there a mist accumulating in my heart?
Is this a daily conflict within me to decipher
if you are my friend or foe?


The details of the song and the video is available over here! How could I convince you to listen to the song, because this song finds place in all my playlists and of course I love it.. 😉

Inception Of a deception!

I LOVE YOU!
I want to scream it out loud..
Express it in every possible way..

But,
I respect you more..
I don’t want you to carry
The weight of love..

The love is weightless
Only when you too feel love..
Till then it’s just a burden
And weighs you down..

It weighs to you,
Coz you are nice enough
To be considerate
And you have care
Not just for me,
But for every single one,
Around you..

Would I ask you
To love me?
No.. Definitely not..
For love has to bloom
Not to be forced..

So, I would keep
Repeating my love,
Would be instances,
And could be possibilities
To my dream version of you!

In that dream,
You would say,
I love you to me,
Then live the rest of life,
Just to prove it..

With a tender kiss
In the morning,
To refresh my day..
With a gentle hug
In the evening,
To wash out my worries..

With sweet nothings
And silly texts
All through the day,
Not to pester me..
Just bcoz you too
Think of me
Even during the gap
Of two seconds..

Life would be a bliss
And I would
Lock away my totem..
For that dream
To be my reality..
And for this reality,
To be just a dream..

Will you take me
To the dream land?
Or just leave me
Inside your dreams,
To haunt and taunt you?

Will you Call me?!

I fell in love, I’m lost in love..
I’m overflowing without containing in self..
as the emotions are overwhelming..
I’m plucking the non-existent flowers without pinching..
And I give it to you and move aside without a word..
Like a turtle without legs, the time moves forward.. (It doesn’t move at all)

When I feel your absence in here,
I come to realise the truth..

What happens within me,
Is it happening in your heart too?
With this thought,
My heart flutters!

Will you call me?
Just for a second?
I’m insisting on it without choice..
Will you call?

Will you call me?
I’m lying here without studying..
And am scolding the clock for not
Moving faster to dawn..
Will you call?

I thought of what I should speak to you..
I also thought of your replies to me to be..
I had rehearsed all of them by playing it..
I’ve even added where you should smile..

If this situation continues, what will happen to me?
Before forgetting, if you would call, I would regain myself..

Will you call me?
Will you call over my cellphone?
I’m jumping upside down..
Just to hear your voice, will you call?

Will you call me?
I wake at the middle of night..
I am tearing off calendar sheets..
(In the hope time runs faster)
To see you, will you call?

Like the snack that was stored for later after half-a-bite..
Like the song that was heard just fleetingly..
Like the smell that got vanished just after I smelt..
An expectation lingers in heart when you are about to cut the call..

My heart here,
Turns into a world,
That shrinks and expands..
Something else is happening..

Will you call me?
Will you call without missing it?
Will you call at least by mistake?
Even that would do, will you call?

Would you call me?
Even if languages get over,
Just hearing you utter silence
Would be just enough, will you call?


This is a easy guess for people hearing tamil songs and those who are interested in watching the beautiful picturisation of this song as well as to know more details about the song, click here!

He’s not you!

He’s not you,
For he could not
Make me blush,
With a single stare;
Make me giggle,
With sweet nothings;
Make me wiggle,
With a single touch..

He’s not you,
For he would not
Make me feel,
Unloved and used;
Make me crouch,
In fear of next blow;
Make me afraid,
For the walk out moment..

He’s not you,
For he might not
Make me yearn
For little more TLC;
Make me wait
Forever to propose;
Make me live
My life without love..

He’s not you,
For he would
Show, tell and express
Love in all ways;
Hold, hug and kiss,
To melt away my misery;
Pickup, patch and keep so
My heart forever..

Yes, he’s not you..
But he’s mine..

This is again inspired by Karthik’s Post, She’s Not You! .. Check my previous add-on post here!

She’s not you!

I am falling in love! With words and with collaborations! The first part was introduced to me as scribble and was advised to forget after reading.. But in line with breaking rules, these lines have travelled deeper and I couldn’t forget it that easily and inversely it has prompted me to add my scribble (which is the second part) to those lines.

An addon
to collaborate;
to cremate;
to celebrate;
to cherish!

Now you are presented the graffiti and you are welcome to add your two cents.. (We could use more than two cents.. So please be generous.. 😛 )

And before I could leave you to enjoy the poetry (and / or to prepare lengthy curses) I request your attention for few more seconds..

The inspiring-heart warming-touché-brilliant piece of poetry (of course, I am talking only about the first part) is penned down by the cool star, Mr. Karthik, the co-author of the blog “Powerful Overflow” Do contact him when in need of touch of liveliness to your life and you would get assured results! (You might watch out the comments section to know more about him.. 😉 But please do stalk him and share your views on his works! 🙂


She’s Not You!

Sad-Lonely-Boy-Drawing-1

She might love me..
More than you ever did.
And shelter my tattered soul
And feed it hope.

But..
Her eyes won’t glint
With the slightest of mischief,
To make me want to live more,
To breathe more.

Her laughter won’t resonate with me,
Like yours did.

Her fleeting glance
Won’t make me feel
The way my heart yearns to.

She won’t be imperfect
In the beautiful way you are.

Because..
She’s not you.
She can never be.

And,
When I say
I love her,
She will look into my eyes
And feel the void in my words.

And, she will know..
That the whole of my heart
Can never be hers.

Because
Beyond the closed doors are
The scribbles and graffiti
You left behind.

The remnants of a past
That you will remember
not for long.

So, go on..
Live your life
To the fullest,
As you’ve always done.

Meanwhile,
Let me pull up a chair
And grab a book.

The life is yours,
The graffiti, mine.

~~~~~~

And with that last line,
I have finished my graffiti
In her heart..

And now she could
Neither open up the graffiti
Just like me,
Nor let life hold her
In the infinite swirl
Of locking up the graffiti,
Just like me..

Hence, she broke open
My closed doors
By sheer persistence
And the faith in her heart and art..

When she broke in,
She tidied the mess of break up,
And started her art,
Which wrapped around
The whole graffiti..

Now my heart is open
For what lingers inside is
The brilliance of art of two hearts!

Yes, She’s not you!
But, she is mine!

The band

Just like a band,
The farther we moved apart,
The closer and fierce the union was..

But it would not last forever,
And so the stretch begins, again..
The time tests the stretch..

But not every stretch results,
In the fierce or even
Not-so-fierce hug back together..

For the elasticity is finite..
For the distance is infinite..
For the fate is written so..

Another chance?!

M: Oh fragrance that opened the flower to escape away,
Why are you renewing your friendship with the flower?

F: In the spin of the wind, this fragrance has come again,
But what’s your anger in the return of this fragrance?

F: We are the leaves that drift in the lake of fate..
M: We go along with the river, which shore would we reach?

M: The rail tracks lie side by side,
Yet it’s not fair if they touch each other
You and me are side by side,
Yet we don’t have the right to embrace each other..

F: You are trying to touch the smell..
It could never be in your reach..
The link between the sky and earth is the rain
Yet that never forges a relationship

M: You locked away the doors of heart
And you taunted by knocking those doors..
I locked them and went inside to be safe..
Yet you entered inside through the eyes..

F: Even when the years change,
New springs come again
The relationships that dissolve once,
Blossoms again in new forms..

M: Oh fragrance that opened the flower to escape away,
Why are you renewing your friendship with the flower?

F: We are the leaves that drift in the lake of fate

M&F: We go along with the river, which shore would we reach?


 

This song is from the Movie Aananda Thaandavam, based on the novel Pirivom Santhipom by the famed author, Sujatha (Rangarajan) The beautiful lyrics are penned by Vairamuthu and this song is such a treat to hear for its melody by GVPrakash.

Context of the song: The couple part ways as lover and meet back again. But now the girl is married to another guy.

The metamorphosis!

எத்தனை மரங்கள் வளர்ந்ததும்அது காடு?
எத்தனை தூரம் வீழ்ந்ததும் அது நீர்வீழ்ச்சி?
எத்தனை மணற்துகள் சேர்ந்ததும் அது பாலை?
எத்தனை பாறைகள் உயர்ந்ததும் அது குன்று?

எத்தனை பிதற்றலுக்கு பின் மறைந்தது மழலை?
எத்தனை தோல்விகளுக்கு பின் முதிர்ந்தது இளமை?
எத்தனை முத்தங்களுக்கு பின் கடந்தது காமம்?
எத்தனை நிராகரிப்புக்கு பின் பிறந்தது கருணை?

எத்தனை சண்டைகளுக்கு பின் தொலைந்தது பாசம்?
எத்தனை கால பிரிவுக்கு பின் மாய்ந்தது நட்பு?
எத்தனை தளர்தலுக்கு பின் தொடங்கியது முதுமை?
எத்தனை கண்ணீர் துளிகளுக்கு பின் தீரும் துயரம்?

எத்தனை பிழைகளை பொறுத்திடும் தாய்மை?
எத்தனை பொறாமைகளை கடந்திடும் காதல்?
எத்தனை தோல்விகளை துரத்திடின் விடாமுயற்சி?
எத்தனை புகழ்ச்சியில் விளைந்திடும் பிரபலம்?

After how many trees does it become a forest?
After how much height does it become a waterfall?
After how many sand grains does it become a desert?
After how many boulders does it become a hill?

After how many prattle does the infancy fade?
After how many failures does an youngster becomes adult?
After how many kisses does the lust get over?
After how many rejections does the kindness bloom?

After how many fights, did the affection fade?
After how long a gap, does the friendship die?
After how many faltering, does the old-age creep in?
After how many tear drops, does the sorrow stop?

After how many faults, the motherhood wanes?
After how much jealousy, does the love withstand?
After how many comebacks of failures, is that perseverance?
After how much praise, does one become famous?


This poem is inspired from Kabilan Vairamuthu’s poetry given below. I’m still in wonder at the simple beauty of his lines. Hope you enjoy them too..

எத்தனை துளிகளைக் கடக்கும்போது தூறல் என்பது மழை?
எத்தனை பற்கள் முளைத்து வந்ததும் சத்தம் என்பது மொழி?
எத்தனை இதழ்கள் திறந்துகொண்டதும் மொட்டு என்பது மலர்?
எத்தனை உடல்கள் மண்ணில் சரிந்ததும் வன்முறை என்பது போர்?

எத்தனை துளிகளைக் கடக்கும்போது தூறல் என்பது மழை?
எத்தனை பற்கள் முளைத்து வந்ததும் சத்தம் என்பது மொழி?
எத்தனை இதழ்கள் திறந்துகொண்டதும் மொட்டு என்பது மலர்?
எத்தனை உடல்கள் மண்ணில் சரிந்ததும் வன்முறை என்பது போர்?

எத்தனை கீற்றுகள் பரவி நிறைந்ததும் பின்னிரவென்பது காலை?
எத்தனை அணுவில் நாணம் வந்ததும் நட்பு என்பது காதல்?
எத்தனை நரம்புகள் வீறுகொண்டதும் காரியம் என்பது இலட்சியம்?
எத்தனை இதயங்கள் நிமிர்ந்து நின்றதும் புலம்பல் என்பது புரட்சி?

After how many drops we encounter, drizzle is rain?
After how many teeth sprouts, sound is language?
After how many petals germinate, floret is flower?
After how many bodies fall on ground, violence is war?

After how many drops we encounter, drizzle is rain?
After how many teeth sprouts, sound is language?
After how many petals germinate, floret is flower?
After how many bodies fall on ground, violence is war?

After how many beams spread the sky, time past midnight is morning?
After how many atoms of timidity, friendship is love?
After how many nerves get valorous, action is mission?
After how many hearts rise and stand up, lamentation is revolution?

The song, translation and a video is available at Doopaadoo

A forever story!

She knew exactly
What troubles him,
What constraints him,
What he is going through,
What would free him,
What he would become..
Yet she felt helpless,
For he is the caterpillar
And she is the branch
Upon which the cocoon rests.

Hence she also knew that
The caterpillar will have to abandon
The cocoon and the branch
For he is meant to be a butterfly
With all the beautiful colors
Fluttering it’s wings
Far and beyond
The vision or reach of
The branch and the cocoon!

P.S. Not all forever stories are about being together.. And not all he-she stories are between lovers.. 😉

Seeking of love!

F: In the night when the search is for the crescent,
What is it that you searching for?
I’m inviting you to tell a story,
Come here my darling..

Why shed tears in the dark,
Come rest on my lap..
Why this sadness, oh handsome?
Am I not your mother too?

M: This heart beats only for you
I’m yours as long as I live

F: Your looks while crying,
Your legs while tiring,
The early morning union
Melts away all the sorrows,
Isn’t that enough?

The shadow (shelter) seeking masculinity and
The reality seeking femininity
Living under one blanket;
is this a divine blessed relationship?

M: You are my lifeline,
You are the root (anchor) that holds me,
You shoulder my burden, darling,
You are the mist that burns me..

F: If I could just understand,
those searching eyes of yours,
and the wavering heart of yours,
I could live seven more births..

Without any reason,
You live upon the scorching ember,
And yet flow like the river,
Oh my dear moustached-baby

M: Should I say this as love?
can I bask in its shades?
On the earth that kills everyday,
You are the place of blessings!


The details of the song is here.

One another favorite song of mine. Do check out the link to listen to the beautiful melody.

Invulnerable!

The endless search!

For a thing known not to be found…
a true search has begun to try and find it…

Come, let us search and exhaust the options..

Oh Love that drench my heart like a rain! Where did you end up falling?
Even before my eyes looked at you, did you hide under the soil?
Is it possible to find you searching tirelessly, in my lifetime?
Are you okay seeing me walking ablaze with your thoughts?
Oh girl! do you even have a memory of me in your heart?
For the life I lived and for the days I’m going to live,
You are the reason, come to me my life!

A tear drop slowly parted away and dropped from my eyes, Why?
A star in the sky suddenly sobbed shedding tears, See!
Few moments had slipped through my fingers,
I register my love for you again to imprison and capture back those moments!

A search has begun. A true search (can be interpreted as search for a person) has begun.

Like an ocean wishing to fill itself into a conch,
My soul wishes to engulf my body, See!

Come Love… Come my Life!


There are not many songs that have me hooked at the first instance.. And even rare are those songs, that stay so, even after years around a decade..

Though most of those songs are from few long decades back, this is a song from the past decade.

The search for love is almost as ancient as love. And the theme is taken up for dissection and wrapped back with various wordings all through the age.

So this song starts saying that this is indeed a search pursued by many to return empty handed, yet the search continues.

The most important reason that holds this song in the top list is the words used.

The misery of love-struck tears are expressed in many ways. Here, the tear doesn’t fall off itself in an impulse. But it was agonisingly slow and the impact is too high. High enough to impact one of the stars in the sky to gently sob..

The poet mentions the damsel as the rain that drench him with love and he asks her, how could you accept me burning ablaze with your thoughts.. What a beautiful contradiction!

Note: Thanks to Pradeep for the beautiful translation of this song!

P.S. Further details of the song are available here.

The maiden’s heart!

Even when told, a maiden’s heart doesn’t listen to it,
I have hidden one thing,
I’ve forbidden to reveal it,
I’ve trusted my heart,
But it cheated me..

Oh, the maiden’s heart is pitiable,
What would it do?
It is not like you,
Hence, it revealed the truth..

Oh east, Apart from you,
Do I’ve any other dawn
In this world, oh dear life?

(Though I might say to not reveal, is there any other option for me, just like the east is for dawn, I’m for you)

The east lightens up with the rays of Sun,
But you’re the soul of the Sun,
Even after knowing everything,
Even after understanding me,
I told it hundred times to stay quiet..

Oh lady, your heart,
Took the bribe,
I gave to it,
To reveal the truth..

You imprisoned with your eyes,
You acted as if you are escaping,
I crumbled everyday, oh tender one!

I walked like the river,
I crossed over the dams,
To mingle at last into the sea..
Even after knowing everything,
Even after understanding me,
I told it hundred times to stay quiet..

(The destiny of a river is the sea, yet, it enjoys the period of being the river, without bothering about losing itself to the sea and it also rushes ahead crossing over all barriers.. Similarly, I’m coming to you)

You pick a flower,
Drop it in water,
It would come to float, oh young lady!


It is the beauty of poetry to not reveal things directly. Yet, there are few poetry which is better explained so people wouldn’t miss the beauty of it.. Hence I took the liberty to add the explanations in between.. Hope you enjoyed this translation. Do let me know in the comments.

Click here to listen to the audio and view the details and lyrics in Tamil.

The deeds!

Where are they?

Where are the plans,
We plotted together
To rule the world?

Where are the dreams,
We dreamt alike
To make a difference?

Where are the shoulders,
That lifted my burdens,
By taking them up yourself?

And above all,
Where are the heartbeats,
That were promised for me
To beat in sync with mine?

What next, yes or no?

For the craze that was dazed with the sound,
With the blood that was oozed from the war of love,
I have written a sonnet, my friend,
Read it away, if you’ve the eyes for it..

What is seen with the eyes,
What is seen in the hind legs,
What is seen in you as the bride,
What is seen by being afar and behind,
Will not be forgotten by the heart, even if it’s burnt..
I’ve not said everything, as even the (literally rich) Tamizh lacks words to describe it!

Neither
By admonishing nor
By cursing me nor
By punishing the heart nor
By severing the head
Would my love gets drained!
Rather bid me to eat fire,
And I would consume it!

Either say yes or
Kill by asking to stop;
Either summon me or
Kill by sending me away;
It’s heaven in earth in your nod
And the cemetery is nearer on your no!


This is a translation from the recital in the album Duet.

The beauty of poetry is better appreciated when it’s actually read out aloud with proper intonation. The recital of this poetry is one amidst the top list.. Everything is so perfect and I hope I’ve done justice to the poetry with my translation.

Do check here to hear the audio!

The locked door!

She was disheartened
Seeing the locked door
Of his heart!

Poor girl!

She didn’t realise
That she was
Not locked out, but
Locked inside
In his heart!

Unison of love!

Oh dear flower, you bloomed with the touches..
But why forget who touched you to blooming?

Are the looks new?
Are the caresses new?
Why would the earth resist the rain?

In our young days, in the banks of the river,
We placed our foot marks, who erased them?
In the corner of the garden, in the plant we planted,
The first bud bloomed, who plucked it?
There’s no honey in the flowers untouched by lovers..
Don’t cross the gap, I’m not in control myself..

Oh dear flower, who bloomed with the touches,
Aren’t you drenched in the warmth?

The looks are anew,
The caresses are anew,
I shudder as the veins tangle within..

To see the young flower bathed in the dew drops,
I’ve waited for twenty springs..
For the hungry, to quench the thirst,
I’ve grown sweeter lips for seventeen springs..
Like the leaf that hides the flower,
Don’t you too hide away your heart..
Like the breeze that takes the flower,
Don’t you too shake away my heart..

The details of the song’s translation will be revealed tomorrow.. If possible take a guess..

Tweaking the magnetism!

He wanted to be loved..
She wanted to love..

He knew her..
She knew him..

He liked her..
She liked him..

He is full of logic..
She is full of nonsense..

He saw that togetherness is impossible..
She saw that he deserved someone better than her..

He understood life as is..
She understood life as fate..

Yet they understood each other too well..
To the extreme extent that
They could never be
Opposite poles of
the same magnet..
But just be the Same poles
Of Different magnet!

No one!

I’m no one
to you in the list of
predefined relationships,
while you are
everything to me!


This week HeSheStory is merged with Dr. H Bhatnagar’s two-phrase story challenge!

Challenge? Who has the patience to follow the rules / link backs?
If that’s what you were thinking, you are in the right place. Coz the rules are almost nil!
(Hmm.. Are there any, Dr. HB? Since I don’t follow most rules, I skipped this too.. :P)
But if you are willing to stick to rules, refer here!

Willing to take part in this challenge?
Feel free to reply to the first phrase either in my comment section or the original posts’ comment section.
(See how simple this is!)

Feel free to unleash your creativity with a new second phrase
(or bit more, coz he has a big heart to accommodate more than a second phrase.. 😉 )

There’s little more!
He compiles all the entries and posts!
Trust me, it is awesome to see the multitude of replies for a single phrase.
Check out the last week’s compilation here!

So what’s your reply to I’m no one
Looking forward for your take on this.. 🙂

Juxtaposition

I am far from you,
Like the water droplets on the lotus leaves,

Yet,

I am so near you,
Like the reflections of moon in the river..

Charismatic painter of words!

He:
When I draw a flower, dear girl,
the fragrance emanates from it..
When I draw the fire, my sweety,
the heat spreads to caress your fingers..

She:
When the non-living picture gets life from your touch,
What would happen to me, the living one?

He:
You are a painting that takes away lives
with your breath-taking beauty!

He:
Dots join together to make a beautiful painting,
Hearts join together to make an epic love story.

She:
Lines are part of the painting,
Tiffs are also part of the love.

He:
To paint the sky, blue is the color,
To paint our love, what is the color?

She:
Come let’s paint our love,
Using fingers as the brush,
And my shyness as the palette.

She: Where lies the soul of a painting?
He: It lies the eyes of the beholder!

She: Which part holds love in a girl?
He: The part that is untouched by the guy!

She:
You are a modern poet, who knows how to paint,
You are a poor artist, who knows to mesmerise girls.

He:
Like the rain that cheats the clouds to reach the earth,
And becomes inseparably tangled with the earth,
You have come to become a part of me, welcome!


This song is a translation of a tamil track with lyrics penned by Vairamuthu. Click here to check more about the original song and the video of the track.

Be loved, my beloved!

The numerous masks,
The endless reasons,
The not-so-strong no,

The differences,
The similarities,
The sweet nothings (or lack thereof),

The misunderstandings,
The mutual liking,
The distance,

And multiple other things,
Significant and insignificant,
Are not enough,

To make me stop loving you!
Break your shell and
Be loved, my beloved!

Is getting answers enough?

I kept lingeringly thinking about the times gone by,
Though I am walking towards you, I am yet far from you,
I live only because of you!
I see in you today, myself reflected!

If you keep thinking of me,
I will come close to you!
I live only because of you!
I see in you today, myself reflected!

Oh girl! Why is the letter so short lived?
That it is thrown away, even before you could finish reading!

I gave a short-lived letter that is thrown away
Even before it could be completely read..

Even the shadows of those trees, under which we spent time, would ask for you,
How would I tell them?
Through the silence of the withered flowers?

The shadows of those trees which bore witness to our love,
Will speak of our story for ages,
As the fragrance of those withered flowers!

The halls that echoed the messengering tinkles of your anklets, would ask for you,
How would I tell them?
Will the broken bangles speak up?

The messengering tinkles of the anklets,
Will be echoed in the halls for the years to come,
Like the broken bangles, which are still colourful!

Where are those fingers which added warmth to my palms?
Here is not the person’s face, to share stories, by leaning on my shoulder!
I was awaken from my sleep, even before my first dream got over!

Those fingers which added warmth to the palms are still in your hands!
It is not in our fate to share stories by leaning on your shoulder!
Open your eyes! My love! The first dream is enough!

All the words that you spoke,
Will keep ringing  in my ears forever over my lifetime,
The ashes may be dissolved, but will those words dissolve?

All the words that I spoke,
Are still living as part of your talks..
Even the world might go to ashes, but can the soul be destroyed?

All those gazes that we exchanged,
Relentlessly ask me questions day and night!
Life might be taken away, but could the soul be ever taken away?

All those gazes that we exchanged,
Will stay with you day and night!
Will your eyes ever forget me?

Even the inseparable shadow will go away in the pyre’s fire!
Even after seeing evidence of theft, I refuse to believe it!
I live in the hope that you will appear, at least for a moment, before me.. 

The mirage of the inseparable shadow will come and go often,
Even if there is evidence of theft, I will come back for you!
Why just an instant! My Love! I am living within you  forever!

நினைத்து நினைத்து பார்த்தேன்
நெருங்கி விலகி நடந்தேன்
உன்னால் தானே நானே வாழ்கிறேன் ஓ..
உன்னில் இன்று என்னை பார்க்கிறேன்..

நினைத்து நினைத்து பார்த்தால்
நெருங்கி அருகில் வருவேன்
உன்னால் தானே நானே வாழ்கிறேன்.. ஓ..
உன்னில் இன்று என்னைப் பார்க்கிறேன்..

எடுத்து படித்து முடிக்கும் முன்னே
எறியும் கடிதம் எதற்கு பெண்ணே ?

எடுத்து படித்து முடிக்கும் முன்னே
எறியும் கடிதம் உனக்கு தந்தேன்..

அமர்ந்து பேசும் மரங்களின் நிழலும் உன்னை கேட்கும் எப்படி சொல்வேன்?
உதிர்ந்து போன மலரின் மௌனமா ?

அமர்ந்து பேசும் மரங்களின் நிழலும்
நமது கதையை காலமும் சொல்லும்
உதிர்ந்து போன மலரின் வாசமாய்..

தூது பேசும் கொலுசின் ஒலியை அறைகள் கேட்கும் எப்படி சொல்வேன் ?
உடைந்து போன வளையல் பேசுமா ?

தூது பேசும் கொலுசின் ஒலியும்
அறைகள் முழுதும் ஆண்டுகள் சொல்லும்
உடைந்து போன வளையலின் வண்ணமாய்..

உள்ளங்கையில் வெப்பம் சேர்க்கும் விரல்கள் இன்று எங்கே ?
தோளில் சாய்ந்து கதைகள் பேச முகமும் இல்லை இங்கே

முதல் கனவு முடிந்திடும் முன்னமே தூக்கம் கலைந்ததே

உள்ளங்கையில் வெப்பம் சேர்க்கும் விரல்கள் உந்தன் கையில்
தோளில் சாய்ந்து கதைகள் பேச நமது விதியில் இல்லை
முதற் கனவு போதுமே காதலா… கண்கள் திறந்திடு…

பேசி போன வார்த்தைகள் எல்லாம்
காலம் தோரும் காதினில் கேட்கும்
சாம்பல் கரையும் வார்த்தை கரையுமா ?

பேசிப் போன வார்த்தைகள் எல்லாம்
உனது பேச்சில் கலந்தே இருக்கும்
உலகம் அழியும் உருவம் அழியுமா

பார்த்து போன பார்வைகள் எல்லாம்
பகலும் இரவும் கேள்விகள் கேட்கும்
உயிரும் போகும் உருவம் போகுமா ?

பார்த்து போன பார்வைகள் எல்லாம்
பகலும் இரவும் உன்னுடன் இருக்கும்
உனது விழிகள் என்னை மறக்குமா

தொடர்ந்து வந்த நிழலும் இங்கே தீயில் சேர்ந்து போகும்
திருட்டு போன தடயம் பார்த்தும் நம்பவில்லை நானும்
ஒரு தருணம் எதிரினில் தோன்றுவாய் என்றே வாழ்கிறேன்…

தொடர்ந்து வந்த நிழலின் பிம்பம் வந்து வந்து போகும்
திருட்டு போன தடயம் இருந்தும் திரும்பி வருவேன் நானும்
ஒரு தருணம் என்னடா.. காதலா.. உன்னுள் வாழ்கிறேன்..


This song has some backstory, which could add meaning to the song.

Two people fall in love together and soon after she dies in a road accident.

The guy, who pines over the loss of his lady love, asks the questions and she answers all his questions, as a voice over or like. The odd stanzas are by the male, while the even ones are by the lady.

The male version and female version are merged together to have better readability. But the songs are in the album as two separate songs.

Revival of a Life!

She was losing hope on everything.
She was losing faith in everything.
She was losing interest in life itself.
She was losing her happiness.
She was losing her smile, even to fake.
She was losing life in every way.

He came into her life.

She revived everything in her life.

Not because he brought life to her.
But because, she wanted to add life,
To his soulless life, he was holding to.

Not always you need happiness
To infuse hope and life
Into the mere survival!

Is it what it is?

He saw her
She saw him

Two worlds collided
Is it for a creation
Is it for a demolition
Is it for losing
Is it for gaining

Neither was sane enough
To think of any consequences

Time moved on
There was a new planet
With its own moons
And a little Sun for themselves

They revolved
Not one around another
But each around the other

There was a sudden pause
In the entire galaxy
For the beauty of this planet
Was breathtaking
Even to the Mother of Nature!!

He saw her
She saw him

Nothing changed that one thing!!

Deeds and words

She wanted something
He got her before asking

He wanted something
She got him before asking

They never said ‘I Love you’
They never needed mere words!

Is that you?!

Is that you, who said so?
Tell, tell my beloved

Is that fine with you?
Why, why my beloved?
Why, why my beloved?

In another hands,
Who, Who, ME?!

Did you forget me?
Why, why my beloved?

Isn’t that you,
The one who gave
The sacred garland,
and the Vermilion?*

Isn’t that you,
Who thought of
The bride-to-be
as the Goddess?

Isn’t that you,
Who had linked
My heart into yours?

Isn’t that you,
Who also said that,
You would be there
For me, till the end?

Today,
Is that you, who said so?
Tell, tell my beloved

Can the garland,
That is adorned by the God,
Can fall in the streets?

Even if it falls on the streets,
Can it be touched by another?

Isn’t that true,
That this flower can bloom
Only once in the Ivy?

Isn’t that true,
That this relationship can grow
Only once in the heart?

சொன்னது நீ தானா
சொல் சொல் சொல் என் உயிரே
சொன்னது நீ தானா
சொல் சொல் சொல் என் உயிரே
சம்மதம் தானா
ஏன் ஏன் ஏன் என் உயிரே
ஏன் ஏன் ஏன் என் உயிரே
சொன்னது நீ தானா
சொல் சொல் சொல் என் உயிரே

இன்னொரு கைகளிலே
யார் யார் யார் நானா
எனை மறந்தாயோ
ஏன் ஏன் ஏன் என் உயிரே
சொன்னது நீ தானா
சொல் சொல் சொல் என் உயிரே

மங்கள மாலை குங்குமம் யாவும்
தந்ததெல்லாம் நீ தானே
மணமகளை திருமகளாய்
நினைத்ததெல்லாம் நீ தானே
என் மனதில் உன் மனதை
இணைத்ததும் நீ தானே
இறுதி வரை துணை இருப்பேன்
என்றதும் நீ தானே
இன்று சொன்னது நீ தானா
சொல் சொல் சொல் என் உயிரே

தெய்வத்தின் மார்பில் சூடிய மாலை
தெருவினிலே விழலாமா
தெருவினிலே விழுந்தாலும்
வேறோர் கை தொடலாமா
ஒரு கொடியில் ஒரு முறை தான்
மலரும் மலரல்லவா
ஒரு மனதில் ஒரு முறை தான்
வளரும் உறவல்லவா
சொன்னது நீ தானா
சொல் சொல் சொல் என் உயிரே

sonnadhu needhaanaa sol sol sol ennuyire
sammadham thaanaa aen aen aen ennuyire
aen aen aen ennuyire

innoru kaigalilae yaar yaar naanaa
enai marandhaayaa aen aen aen en uyire

mangala maalai kungumam yaavum thandhadhellaam needhaane
manamagalaith thirumagalaai ninaithadhellaam needhaane
en manadhil un manadhai inaithadhum needhaane
irudhi varaith thunaiyiruppen enradhum needhaane
indru sonnadhu needhaanaa sol sol sol ennuyire

dheivathin maarbil soodiya maalai theruvinile vizhalaamaa
theruvinile vizhundhaalam veroar kai thodalaamaa
oru kodiyil oru muraidhaan malarum malarallavaa
oru manadhil oru muraidhaan valarum uravallavaa

Vermilion and the Garland are given as a symbol of accepting the girl as wife.


This song is from the film Nenjil Or Aalayam. The original soundtrack album was composed by the musical legendary duo Viswanathan–Ramamoorthy, while the lyrics for the songs were written by Kaviarasu Kannadasan. And this song is sung by P.Susheela

This song is one of the most popular classics, well known even today. And has many accolades with its fame. Please do click on the links, as I am not going to bore you with all those stats and details available out there.

The emotion in the lyrics, song, rhythm, voice, face… Oh my.. Can I ever get enough words to describe the soulfulness of this song?! There is a beauty to monochrome, but it is enhanced by the films of the (g)olden days. I can’t point my finger to one single element and say it as the best of others, for everything scores equally for me in this song.

Now on to the context.. Hope you people have guessed that, this is by the heroine to the hero. The speciality of the context is, the husband asks the wife’s ex-lover to marry her, in  case he dies of his cancer. And she sings this song to her husband. So all the deep emotions and the quivering lips, portray the love she has for her husband and shows the great lengths crossed over from the ex-lover.

Moving on to the poetry, the words are repeated in such a way, that you might think that, she struggles to find words, for she is still revelling in the shock, that he could say such a thing at all.. She first questions is that really him who said that and the words are less coherent and broken with repetitions.. Then she talks of how much love he has showered on her and how much she was appreciated as the bride.. Then questions the future..

And in the picturization, she actually breaks off the song in the middle and the dramatic effect it adds to the situation is simply amazing.. The song easily moves a person to tears, for the combination is so beautifully synchronised and the simplicity adds a a touch of reality and makes it easy to connect..

Do let me know if this song strikes a chord in you?

Her Dreams of Him!

She dint yearn for the stars.
She just waited for his stares.

She dint ask for the moon.
She just wanted a moan of her name in his lips.

She dint ask for the rainbow.
But she wanted to see all the shades of him.

She dint ask for the mighty mountains.
She just wanted him by her side, as her rock.

She dint ask for the flowing rivers.
She just wanted the conversation to flow seamlessly.

She dint ask for the thicket of forests.
She just wanted to be in the thick of his thoughts.

She dint ask for the burning flames.
She just wanted to be embraced by his warmth.

She dint ask for the artistic flakes.
She just wanted to be the reason for all her art forms.

She dint want to be the dreamer.
She just wanted to see him fulfil his dreams.

For, he is the personification of all her dreams.
And he would stay there forever, just in the dreams!

The Poison and the Antidote!

The gentle tremble of your heart beat against my wrist,
The melodious rhythm of your breathing in my ears,
The intoxicating addictive smell of you to breathe in,
The slip of my name in half words in your dream of me..

You,
The poison that doesn’t let me sleep,
You,
The antidote that lulls me to sleep.

It hurts to be near you,
And yet,
It kills to be away from you!

You, the reason for the aching heart!
You, the reason the heart still beats!!

You are the life and death of me!
And
There’s neither without you by my side!!

Fall in love!

Here’s the day when Love is in the air and the text of ‘I Love You’ floats all around. So here’s a dissection of that ‘I Love You’ on who deserves to hear it!

I Love you!
What is you?
No it wasn’t
Who’s that you?
It is aptly
What is you?

It is the feeling
Of belonging
The mirage of
Togetherness
The pretense of
Being the one
It is the gravity of
What you wish it to be

Love is the sense of
Losing yourself
Changing yourself
Molding yourself
Trimming yourself
Growing yourself
Grooming yourself
Behaving yourself
In the name of
Someone else
Yet without feeling
Any pain, remorse
Or even a least resistance!

Can you do all these
Without the push
From external force
Or the external gravity?

When you say yes,
You are self motivated
And on the path of victory
For you are in love
With yourself!!

Can you even
Lift the mountains
For someone else,
But not even
The tip of nail
For yourself?
Go fall in love..
Not with anyone
But with the feel of love!

You could attach it
To the person’s being,
But make sure of this..
Don’t tamper the life
Of another soul
Just bcoz You attached
Your Love to that soul

It is because,
You aren’t in love
With the person,
Just on the person
That is the mirage..
There’s the pretense..

True love,
If and when exists
Doesn’t have
Mirage, but miracles
For it’s mutual
In the feel and
At the time
Amidst both!

It’s easy to fall
For love
Than
To fall
In love
With the one!

Let the power of love
Nurture the soul
But not murmur it
Even to the YOU in
I Love you,
When you are in love
with the Love
Rather than You!!

The key to his locks

He was confused..

She was concerned..

He struggled within confines..

She struggled to break his cages..

He looked up to her for salvation..

She looked up to him with absolution..

He couldn’t find words to pour..

She couldn’t find words to coax them out..

As the words failed both of them,
The eyes spoke volumes..
She held him..
He gave in..
She locked him in her embrace..
He found himself unlocking..

The key to his locks,
Was long buried within
The gentle lock of her embrace..

He, She and their little heaven

The day started like every other day, with no indication that, it’s gonna be any different from every other day.

But it was not every other day.
For the day is trying in every way to top the worst fifty days in her memory with everything going wrong.

She was totally relieved to step back into the open from her office and went home, hoping things won’t get any worse, as she was expecting her sweetheart to be back home today after his week-long official trip.

That hope faded a little seeing the still closed door and the empty home filled just with chaos. She tangled herself to the work of untangling the chaos, for she couldn’t sit still and dwell on the misfortunes of the day.

Time ticked away. The mobile chimed to let her know of the message, that his flight was delayed by few hours. So he could come home only around dinner time.

She was done with the charade of setting right the chaos. She was thoroughly exhausted and drained of cheer and liveliness by the end of the day..

She was trying hard to stay awake to meet and greet her love.. Hence, she was cleaning up more and more.. She was done with almost everything and was, at last, cleaning the dishes..

The smell came first, of her favourite roses and lilacs and of him, his perfume and his sweat.. With that came two hands around her..

She was startled for a fraction of second at the contact, but immediately a warmth and the feel of home washed over her..

She just let herself slide on him and was gloriously basking in the comfort of his hug..

He gently lifted her and carried over to their bed and saw her face as if he is seeing her for the first time and totally mesmerised with it..

There was a very long conversation without words and without language.. He just stared into her eyes.. Her eyes were willing to pour out volumes and his eyes just drank every drop of those volumes and returned all the comfort she needed..

He just held her face in both his palms, while he gently caressed her forehead with his lips..

That’s all she needed to set her world right and let go of every negative thing that happened to her ever..

She was present in that moment in an entirely different universe.. Where there are just two people.. Him and her.. Not even Cupid.. The place was catering to all their whims and wishes..

In that universe, her everyday dinner table has transformed into one of the most romantic tables set for a perfect candlelit dinner..

Her normal menu of some common dish tasted better than the manna of heaven for two reasons..

It was prepared for him by her and it was fed to her by him..

They never knew who had what, but they do know they are satiated of hunger for food but nowhere near saturation of each other..

The silent words that spoke volumes were not enough to express few silly things.. So came the sweetest voice of him..

The happenings and mishaps of the week were exchanged.. But the words could never express fully how much each missed the other one..

They found themselves in their favourite sit-out at their favourite time of early night..

The naughty moon, which never gets tired of shamelessly sneaking into the most private moments of young lovers and becoming part of those moments, was once again sneaking into the beauty of this young couple..

He was relaxing on the chair and he grabbed her to sit on his lap.. She happily cuddled like a kid on his chest and was listening to his soothing voice..

The rhythmic heart beats added a nice background music to his voice and was lulling her to sleep..

She was half aware of the chilly air and his warm hug and half existing in a dream land where there are no commitments, no alarm clocks or even clocks..

The time had no meaning in that universe.. The only one that mattered in the universe was, he was next to her.. Within the reach of other, within the grasp of other, with intertwined fingers around the other..

She realised that she found her heaven.. It’s not with any of her materialistic successes.. It’s just the interlaced fingers of him..

She realised that she found her perfect song.. It’s not by any musician performing on any stage.. It’s just the rhythmic heart beats sprinkled with his words in his velvet voice..

She realised that she found her drug.. It’s not that incapacitating her senses.. It’s just his embrace that fills in every sense of her and not incapacitate but enrich them with pleasure unknown hitherto.

She realised that she had the best gift.. It’s not that she never before appreciated the presence of him.. It’s just that a small separation, even though for unavoidable reasons, makes you realise the treasure you behold..

With that realisation, she drifted off along with him.. To the dream land or oblivion is known only to them..

The naughty moon went silent and shy, for it knew that, here is one of the very few couples, who find their salvation only in each other and the time would prove that, they are beyond the tests and trials of life..

The moon knew, it could come after few decades and still see that both are being satiated with each other..

And with that knowledge, the moon went to sleep in its star-studded bed and grabbed few clouds to cuddle for the night.

The Day everything changed!

Here I got a blog to my name and gained few dear friends, to be honest critics. What better place would I have to experiment with my story writing? So here is my experiment with story writing. Brace yourself and dive in. And when you surface back, do drop in a word about what you liked and what could be bettered. Awaiting your comments!!


It was the wake of a gloomy day in a cozy bed. Perfect climate for snuggling in the blankets and extending the sleep. Wondering the time, her hands grasped for her mobile. Though she missed seeing the time, she did not miss the notification of the text from him.

Within a jiffy, she was wide awake. The text simply read “Hi“. Not another single character. Yet every single cell in her was jumping up and down. Her heart beat started to pulse up, to compensate for the missed beats of two seconds.

As the blood started to settle, the mind whisked away the clouds and noted the time. The time of the text, then the current time, which was just a two-minute gap. Her hands on auto mode typed “Hi..” and hit send.

The message was sent, delivered and read within the next two seconds. The somewhat alert mind started to churn the wheels with the numerous questions bursting to ebb out through her fingers. She came back to the surface when the next text appeared on her screen.

Am I disturbing you?

Is high pulse, fast flow of blood, dilated pupils, whirring mind any sign of disturbance? Definitely not, said the brain to her hands on a side line and hence she had already replied Nope to him.

Can you come over here?
At what time?
At your convenience, earlier the better.
Will be there in half an hour..
See you then.
See you then..

With the mobile in her hands, she was just staring at the screen. Her brain is yet to grasp what just happened. He wants me to come over to his home in half an hour and the drive from here to his home is fifteen minutes. Her brain was efficiently multi-tasking. That is, the thinking part kept pouring in the past and present, which confirmed there were very scarce message conversations between them. If and when they happened, it is over call. This just made her get ready quicker. While she was locking up to leave, she noted that she was wearing the dress he was fond of.

She was on super auto mode if at all possible on the road. When her senses decided to wide awake, she was safely parked in his parking lot. But she failed to note that his bike was missing from the usual spot. Since her thinking has got a direction of its own, she just decided to go with whatever happens, partly because she couldn’t think of anything else sensibly.

His gate was wide open and the things were scattered and out of place. That was too unusual for him. Her pulse quickened once again. As she rushed in, she saw him in his bed. He was weak, pale and sweating. He started to sit up as soon as she came into his view.

She rushed to hold him and as soon as she embraced, he started to sob uncontrollably. And in between sobs, he told her how he met with an accident last night as he skidded in the road. There were just minor scratches yet he was scared. And having a high temperature wasn’t helping either.

As she was holding him, all her doubts, questions and every bit of anger she had on him melted away as tears. As the tears flowed, the clouds of her thinking too melted. She consoled him just by her presence, more than her words.

She remembered how strong he was even when he met with the fracture few months back. She asked him what was the real reason for his breaking down to tears, just with the simplest of words. He shivered once. And was going into a state of shock. He could not string the words together.

She just held him dearly with all the love to wrap him up and helped him back to coherence. He started with stammer and then the words took the flow to say this:
When I fought with you last week, I didn’t even realize what you ever meant to me. I have been enjoying your company and had taken so many things for granted. Starting with the simple ‘How was the day’ at the end of the day to share my deepest secrets, you were there for me. There were too many times, you have answered my unasked questions and I was never left wanting. But just a week apart from you was hell. I literally could not live with myself in the past one week. I thought I will never meet you again when I was skidding through. I am very sure this time that, I could not even look forward in my life without you. Will you be part of it? As a part of my life? As my wife?

And he popped the little jewel box, with slight scratches from his pocket.

Tears were flowing from her eyes, but this time from the sheer joy. She was once again lost for words, in the happiness. As the tears caressed her cheeks, a smile dug a single dimple in her cheek. He got his answer buried in that dimple, and he got the rest of his life to fathom the depth of her love.

சத்தியம் ~ The promise

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சத்தியம்

நம் வாழ்வில்
எத்தனையோ சத்தியத்தை
அனுதினமும் கடக்கின்றோம்..

அவற்றுள் பல
கடந்தும் கரைந்தும்
தொலைந்தேப் போகும்..

எனினும் சில
நிதமும் நினைவாக
நிகழ்ந்தே தொலையும்..

சத்தியத்தின்
சப்தம்
சன்னமான முனகலா?
சதிராட்டத்தின் துவக்கமா?

காலச்சக்கரம்
மட்டுமே
அறிந்த
இரகசியம்!

சத்தியத்தை
சத்தியமாக
செய்ததும் என்
விதியோ?

சதியின்
சத்திய வாக்காக
நிலைத்த வாக்கு..

நான் உன்னை
நீங்க மாட்டேன்..
நீங்கினால்
தூங்க மாட்டேன்..

உணர்வுகள்
மறித்து மறைந்தும்
உறக்கம்
மட்டும்
எட்டா கனவாய்
சத்தியத்தால்
சத்தியமாக
தொலைந்துப் போனது..

Translation:

The Promise

There are many promises
We come across
In our day-to-day life..

Most of them
Are forgotten or looked over
And eventually lost..

Yet, there are few,
That shapes our life
By being ever persistent
In the thoughts..

Is the sound
Of the promise
In the thoughts
A gentle groan?
A thunderous start?

That is a secret
Known only to Time!

Is it my fate or fault
To promise and
To keep the promise?

The fate itself
Seems to have promised
To keep that promise!

The Promise:
I won’t leave you!
If left,
I won’t fall asleep!

Though
The reason
For the promise
Faded and died
The Promise
Lives through
By stealing my sleep!!

 

PS: Thanks for reading through till this and it really matters to me. Now may I trouble you for a small favour? Please drop in a word in the comments on whether you would like a translation or not..

PPS: For the very dear people who read both the versions, kindly ignore the liberty I have taken in the translation as the intention remains the same..

My One True love

My most joyous moment is
When your hands play with my hair..

My most romantic moment is
When you encompass me within you..

My most cared moment is
When you gently caress me..

My most desperate moment is
When you aren’t around me anywhere..

Even my skin
Shed tears
For you

Even my heart
Beats incessantly
For you

You
The one who stood by me
Irrespective of ups and downs..

You
The one who always
Dried away my tears..

You
The one who made me feel alive
Even if I doubt and don’t think so..

You
The one who knew about
All my dark secrets n secret joys..

You
The one who never ever judged me
For my looks, likes or dislikes..

You
The one who is never beyond reach..

You
The reason of my existence..

You
The one I would die for..

You
The one called by many names..

You
Called as BREEZE by me
Is the reason I breathe..

You
Are my one and only
❤ True Forever love ❤

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