? what's the point... That night when I was walking towards my car to fetch the packet of Marlboro, I couldn't stop thinking how less purposeful any life can be...


தேடிச் சோறு நிதந்தின்று - பல
சின்னஞ் சிறுகதைகள் பேசி - மனம்
வாடித் துன்பமிக உழன்று - பிறர்
வாடப் பலசெயல்கள் செய்து - நரை
கூடிக் கிழப்பறுவம் எய்தி - கொடுங்
கூற்றுக் கிரையெனப்பின் மாயும் - பல
வேடிக்கை மனிதரை போலே - நான்
வீழ்வே நென்று நினைத்தாயோ!


Read it many years ago... but what am I gonna do about the வேடிக்கை மனிதன் in my mirror every morning?

என் கிராமம்..

அதிகாலை ரயிலின் அரைநிமிட
கடத்தலில், முன்பு கண்படும்
தாவணிக் குயில்கள் - இன்று
Nighty Nightingale-கள் ஆகிவிட்டன ..

கூரைச் சேவலின் கம்பீரக்
கூவல்கள் - நேற்று முளைத்த
Sattelite-குடையின் Sun Music
சப்தத்தில் அடங்கி விட்டன ..

ஆத்தா இடுகின்ற வெங்காய
வத்தல் சுமைகள் தவிர்க்க
packet chips சுவைக்கு பிஞ்சு
நாவுகள் பழகிவிட்டன..

பச்சை கதிர்கள் வளைந்து
நின்ற விளைவயல்கள்,
concrete வீடுகள் நிமிர்ந்து
நிற்கும் 'நகர்'-களாகி விட்டன..

ஆனால் மாடும், மனிதனும்
ஒன்றாய் குளித்து , ஒரு கரையில்
குடலினை கழுவி, மறு கரையில்
குடத்தினில் நிரப்பிச் செல்லும்
சமத்துவம் மட்டும் இன்னும் அப்படியே...

Hi...

hi... :-) soon...

P.S.

and.. ya.. I fogot ta tell you.. someone just randomly gave me the 51st rank among Indian bloggers and sent me a mail with a java script to display the banner to support it.. Whatthe hell? 51st rank? my blog? Anyways.. u can see it on the bottom right corner... ;-)

Hi guys...

Hi... once again.

Its been two weeks since I last kept you posted. I seem to have developed some invisible bonding with some people I have never met. I was confidant they were unaware of me and thought only I saw them and noticed them and missed them and they never knew my existence. I was wrong.

Kamila. She got married on friendship day of this year. Will miss her. I always did. She was one adamant girl. Only me and mama could make it to the wedding. We took our first ever long road trip together. It is a memory I hope I never lose.

We had conversations. We had silence. We had cigarettes. Kamila.

The group has been reducing steadily since the end of college and now its definitely not gonna get back to its full strength. Sad. But I am happy about the last trip we took to college.

August 5.Dhoulath's birthday. A day I have managed to forget or miss somehow for the past 6 years I've known her. This time I wished her from bed. Love you Dhou. We spent time together and as usual I sent her home with tears(not of joy).

Dat is the strangest thing between me and kosu. We have to fight every day. I am the damned guy who always pounces.

I filed my IT returns for the financial year 2008-2009. My company has crossed 10 Lakh turn over. Dats something. But still its bleeding. and now its bleeding worse than ever.

Zuzu. KN.

Life is a test.

Iniya is one blog I have started enjoying a bit too much. I am jealous of her. How can you write so well when I can't? damnit.

Monica. What do I say? Donn get to spend time wid her lately. Is it meant to be dis way? Something has changed.

Have gotten into this habit of watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S at midnight everyday. Too bad.

Priya! I miss her nowadays. She's a teacher and is too busy to write much. I miss the michievous girl whose blog I stumbled upon and couldnt stop myself from roling on the loor laughing. She didnt write jokes. She just wrote plain stuff. Open. On the face. so funny. Hope she gets to write a little more.

Had wine last night. Had quite a bit. (little more than half a bottle). God!, I am happy I hate it.

Business. Life. Love. Equally sinking. I am seriously thinking of getting myself hired. Would it work? Damn it would. I am a listener. And listeners are gud workers.. Just as listeners are gud bosses.

Sharanya and Nisha are getting married on the same day. I suddenly donn remember is Swatha was engaged or wedded. :-\

Math got married. The guy was hansome. To most of our envy. Wishes guys. Have I written about it already? ya.. probably... Dinesh has a job, building a house. Zuzu works for intel, buying own house. Riaz is publishing his book. Aarthi is a professional.Doctor. Keyyan has got a job . Works in Australia. Has gotten married. Bought his own house. Harishankar joining MBA. Flying to US. Mahendran, Mahadeer earning to their families' expectations. Ashwin. What have I to show?

Oli, Work harder.

Dreams are gud buddy. But wake up. There is no God who would grant you a boon and make you rich. What is common between all the people above? They all work. Hard.

Thaatha and Aatha are here for medical attention. Hope they get okay. Hope something clicks. Hope I get a break.

Hope.

Bye!!

வருக வருக தௌலத் அவர்களே !!!!

Dhoulath has finally started a blog. :-)

Blog Name:

"திருடிய கவிதைகள்"

Caption :

"என் இதயத்தை திருடிய கவிதைகள் " -நு போட்டு என் இதயத்தை touch பண்ணிட்டா..

Link:

http://ThirudiaKavidhaikal.blogspot.com

ஹ்ம்ம்... அனைவரும் படிங்க , முகம் தெரியா அந்த கவிஞர்(களை) பாராட்டுங்க...... :-)

"Excuse me...."

"Excuse me...." he said. She turned looking puzzled for a second and turned back. She hadn't heard him. "EXCUSE me..." He was a little louder this time. She was already looking at him. Her eyes were doing something to him. There was something about her.

He tried to sound polite, "Eh..er... I am not from these parts.. I..I.. Wanna go to Ezzeres, Can you please help me?". She gave a stare. Her eyes trying to dig out something from his eyes. "Do we wait her for the bus? The sign says there is one at 6:30...." He didnt sound as harmless as he wanted to. And somehow the 'we' troubled her. She slightly nodded.If you can call that a nod. Only those who are looking for it would even notice. She looked up at the sky. The clouds were forming. She looked down, staring at the ground again.

They waited.

His dress didnt seem to go with his destination. He was built heavily. His hair unmanaged and tangled. His eyes were baggy and red, probably from alchohol.They roamed on her, examining her, from top to bottom, suddenly jumping to the road now and then as if to check if anyone else was coming by.She was looking down at the ground. Never raising her head.

No vehicle seemed to pass by.No one was around. The public bus which was supposed to have arrived half an hour ago (according to the sign) was yetto be seen. The winds were forming small swirls... rasing dust and garbage.

A square piece of paper carried of by the roughing winds hit on him. He picked it. It was a very old PIWG. One of the notices that the government distributes from time to time, to warn the people about criminals, epidemics, or 'other dangers’.

It started to drizzle and darkness blanketted in seconds. Winds made her long skirt fly and flutter, while the droplets were making her shirt cling to her chest. She could sense his every look. Her heart was beating faster every second.

He became weary. It was clear he didn’t want her to catch a look at the paper he was holding. She might guess. He quickly and carefully folded it and put it into his pocket.

He slowly moved. The bag he was carrying seemed to have something long and heavy. He tried and moved it under the shelter of the bus stop and put it on the floor with a 'cling'. Then slowly moved behind her, out of her view.

Her heart beat was at the fastest.She couldn't bear it anymore. She heard his breath behind her, and a twig break, and Boooomm...BOOMMM.... the tiny sound was engulfed by a thunder. Her eyes twitched.

She was motionless. He was lying next to her. Shivering and blood spurting out. She moved slowly, her lust and thirst both satisfied. She was in no hurry. She wiped the blood off her mouth. Letting the rain wash down her bloody hands. Smiled at the lightning. She walked into the darkness.

Questions and Answers...!

Saw an advertisement about a 'Baghavad Gita' discourse the back of a city bus. And It Read something like :

Bhagvad Gita - Chapter 5,
Discourse by So n So,

Disciple and daughter of So n so on such a such date

Is Renunciation

- Isolation from Society?

- Abstinence from possessions?

- Limiting of Pleasure and Enjoyment?

All are Welcome.

- Date, Venue,Time,etc.,

And when I was thinking abt those questions I was reading, there was a song playing in my radio which went

" .......முத்துமணி ரத்தினங்களும், கட்டிய பவழமும்,
கொத்துமலர் அற்புதங்களும், குவிந்த அதரமும், சிற்றிடையும்,
சின்ன விரலும், வில்லெனும் புருவமும், சுற்றிவரச் செய்யும் விழியும்,
சுந்தர மொழிகளும், எண்ணிவிட மறந்தால் எதற்கோ பிறவி
இத்தனையும் இழந்தால் அவன்தான் துறவி..... "

I just smiled..... :-)

Dear all,

How have you been? I know its been long since I wrote anything in this space, but it was not due to lack of time or lack of stuff to write, but only due to some unknown block that wouldn't let me put down what I want to...I just wonder how ppl manage to write and entire books. Hope I can get myself to write something worthy.

So, what has been happening in my life after the 22 of May? Accidents, major-major shocks, some backbiting by 'friends', small trips, some serious re-working of office stuff , some moral dilemmas, old friends, missed out weddings, a reconciliation , and a farewell, etc,.

If I go on to explain each of the above events in detail, I think it would become too much of a lengthy post and hence I would stop with describing one or two as we go.

The Accident- happened on as sunday durin de drive towards Q's. I am stil not able to determine if the mistake was mine, or on the brakes or on the guy b4 me. I bumped into him only to get another guy rammed into my boot. There were kids in my car for God's sake, I must be more careful from now on. But I wasn't nervous one bit, and it surprised me. Anyways, it cost me 4971 bucks exactly and a whole week without car.

Major shock involves deception from people you would never expect. Love, trust, everything's gone ina second. I still hope to find out that it was all a mistake. plz.

Back Biters.. Silly guys.. Guys, plz grow up.

Went on to Pondicherry for a day. Its the first time I've actually been there. the previous time I was in the 'state' was for like...what..... half an hour?..... So that really doesnt count, does it? The beach was nice, the coffee shops were nice, the roads were nice... On the whole, It was fantastic.

I missed a coupla weddings. Both nice ppl though not close to me. I am sorry guys, wish you a very very very happy married life!!!

hkmm... Kamila is gettin married. this time its real. She has quit her job. She left on Sunday. We(Mama, Aswin,Dhou, Myself) gave her a farewell. It went on pretty decently. We went to college. It was wonderful. The things mama does for her... they r so sweet. The guy acts tough.. but he has no idea.




We missed Maha n Mahe badly. How I wish they had been with us that day. K said she was sorry and gave us parting gifts. They were ok. Actually nice. I am tryin my best to forget all the sourness, but Its upto d to say. Lets see.

One more nice thing... Look at the picture below.. Did I tell you guys that I got an article about me in Hindu? Notice closely and you can see it pasted on the notice board!!


Ya, It was the same notice board which said "Arul.Oli suspended for 3 weeks and fined Rs.3500"(<--- will put in the exact words soon as I have the notice copy wid me.) And Its akka's B'day this sunday. Just thought you should know. Wanna upload lot more pictures, but Google blog allows me only certain space and I am already almost ful... k, cya! Until next time..

தமிழா...

ஈழம்-வெல்லும் நாள்
தூரம் செல்லலாம் ..
சோழன் கொடி பறக்க
வேலை தள்ளலாம்...

மரணம்தனைக் கண்டு
மனமும் கலங்கலாம்
சூது- இருள் கவிழ்த்து
இரங்கல் பாடலாம்...

ஆனால்,
இரவினைக் கிழித்து
வான்தனை எரித்து
மறைந்த ஆதவன்
உதயம் ஆவான்...

செத்து மடிந்தவன்
வித்தாய் மாறி- நம்
இரத்தம் சதையில்
சித்தம் மீள்வான்..

புயல் போல் மீண்டும்
யுத்தம் தொடங்கும்
தமிழா! என்றவன்
குரல் வான் ஒலிக்கும்...

அந்நொடி வரை நீ
பொறுத்திரு அனலாய்
உன்நொடியும் வரும்
துடித்திரு தமிழா...!

கிறுக்கல் வலைப்பதிவு. சுஜாதாவைப் பற்றி படிக்கின்ற பொழுதெல்லாம் மனதில் ஒரு கணம் ஒரு கனம். அந்த அழுகை வெளியே வந்து விட்டால் நல்லது என்று தோன்றுகிறது.

என்னை விட சுஜாதாவை complan போல் கரைத்து குடித்து, horlicks போல் அப்படியே சாப்பிட்டு இன்னுமும் கேட்கும் வாசகர்கள்/ ரசிகர்கள் பல ஆயிரம் இருப்பார்கள். தெரியும் . இருந்தாலும் இந்த சின்ன ரசிகனுக்கும் பெரிய வலி தான்.

வாழ்க்கையில் ஒரு முறையாவது அவரை பார்த்து விட வேண்டும், பேசி விட வேண்டும் என்று ஆசைப் பட்டுக்கொன்டிருந்தேன்.. இனி ஏக்கப்பட்டுக்கொண்டிருப்பேன் .

"....'ஒளி' நல்ல தமிழ் பேர்யா " என்று அவர் கூறுவதாக அவ்வப்பொழுது நினைத்துகொள்வேன்.

குமுதத்தில் சுஜாதா நினைவுகள் படித்த ஒவ்வொரு வாரமும் இதே நிலை தான். சுஜாதாவைப் போல் ஒரு எழுத்தாளனை "some people are just born great" என்ற category இல் தான் வைக்க வேண்டும், because there is no other explanation.

இதை போன்ற எழுத்துக்களை அவருக்கு யாரேனும் சொல்லித்தந்தார்கள் என்றால் கடவுள் மீது எனக்குள்ள நம்பிக்கை போய்விடும்.

மீனாட்சி : நம்ம செந்திலோட தம்பி மணி street corner- ல

                     tea கடை வெச்சிருக்கிற நாயரோட...

அஷ்வின் : [interrupting].... பொண்ண கூட்டிகிட்டு 

            ஓடிட்டானா?

மீனாட்சி : ...ஐயோ... அது கூட பரவாயில்லையே...

kk              : [interrupting]...நாயர் பொண்ண ஒருத்தன் 

           இழுத்துட்டு ஓடறது உனக்கு பரவாயில்லையா?

           அந்த பொண்ண எவ்ளோ நாளா நான்..I mean......,

           நாயர் எவ்ளோ நல்லவர் தெரியுமா?

மீனாட்சி : ஐயோ.. நான் அதை சொல்லலடா...

ரகு       :[interrupting] oh.. அதை சொல்லலையா? 

          வேற எதை? டேய், நாயர்க்கு ஒரு 

          பொண்ணுதானே....?

[Meenakshi picks up a knife, raghu n kk n aswin quiet 

down n meek immediately]

காயத்ரி  : hey , நீ சொல்லு மீன்ஸ் ..

மீனாச்சி  : நாயரோட அக்காவ இழுத்துகிட்டு ஓடிட்டானாம்...

kk            :[whisperig under breath and acting relieved] அப்பாடி ....

காயத்ரி  : டேய்..

kk            : அடப்பாவமேன்னு சொல்ல வந்தேன்...

அஷ்வின் :அந்த பையனுக்கு இன்னும் 2 நாள்ல கல்யாண 

                  date fix பண்ணி இருந்தாங்களே.....!!

ரகு      : அந்த பொம்பளைக்கு 45 வயசுக்கு மேல 

          இருக்குமேடா..அஷ்வின்,அவன் உன்ன 

          விட காஞ்ச பயலா இருந்திருப்பான் போல

          இருக்கு.. ஹீ ஹீ

மீனாட்சி : 3 நாளைக்கு மின்னாடி Pondicherry க்கு 

          ஓடி போய் church-ல கல்யாணம் பண்ணிக்கிட்டு .....,

kk            : [whispering to self] Jolly-ya honeymoon 

          கொண்டாடிட்டு ....

மீனாட்சி : [ignoring him] நேத்திக்கு night திரும்பி 

          வந்திருக்காங்க...

மாயா    : நல்ல வேலை, கல்யாணத்தை miss பண்ணாம 

                   correct-ஆ வந்துட்டானே..

காயத்ரி  : hey, எல்லாம் காதுல வாங்கி உன் 

          மண்டைக்குள்ள விட்டியா இல்லையா? அவனும்

         அந்த பொம்பளையும் pondicherry-ல Already

         கல்யாணம் பண்ணிக்கிட்டாங்க...

மாயா    : [indifferent] so?, Pondicherry-ல தானே?

மீனாட்சி : so வா?

மாயா   :அவங்க தான் நேத்தைக்கு nite Madras 

         வந்திட்டாங்களே...

[All of them giving the weirdest of the looks]

மாயா : Pondicherry ல, கல்யாணம் பண்ணிகிட்டா 

              Pondicherry -லதானே அவங்க Husband and Wife.. 

        வெளியூர் போய்ட்டா இல்லல? அவங்க தான் 

       சென்னை வந்திடாங்களே... !

kk       : J3 police station ல கல்யாணம் பண்ணிக்கிட்டா Adayar 

       தாண்டிட்டா செல்லாதுன்னு சொல்லிடுவா போல 

       இருக்கே...

ரகு   : என்ன சொல்ற நீ? Pondicherry ல கல்யாணம் 

        பண்ணிகிட்டாலும்,கூடுவாஞ்சேரி ல கல்யாணம் 

        பண்ணிகிட்டாலும்...

மீனாட்சி  : sahara பாலைவனம், இமயமலை உச்சி , 

                    bay of bengal நடுவுல , J3 police  station-ல , 

           எங்க கல்யாணம் பண்ணிக்கிட்டாலும் 

           உலகம் பூரா husband and wife தான்...

மாயா     :[Visibly shocked] WHAT??!!

                   [under her breath,confused] அப்போ college tour 

                   Andaman  போனப்போ...?!! 

                  [aloud]............OH MY GOD!!!

மாயா   :[next moment back to her normal weird self ] ... 

         சரி சரி விடுங்க...யாருக்கு coffee?? ..

This is a scene I wrote for Marina Cafe. It is actually a scene inspired from 'friends'. (Those of you friends freaks will know the scene and characters instantly) . In fact whole marina cafe concept was an 

adaptation of friends which we tried to produce for vijay tv. But sadly Rishi rejected this type of dialogues saying they weren't..... hmm.. I donn remember for what reason he said they weren't gud... chumma I 

felt like putting it up here... wadya think? I feel its crazy mohan kinda stuff ;-)

....சிறையில்

மலர்கள்?
மனங்கள்?



(கீழுள்ள படத்தோடு படிக்கவும்)

அமுதனின் கவிதை

தினமும் என் கண்ணில் படும் காட்சி இது... இதை பார்க்கும் பொழுது எல்லாம்

அமுதன் தமிழ் வகுப்பில் எழுதிய கவிதை தான் என் நினைவுக்கு வருகிறது ..

அமுதன்,கவிதை நினைவிருந்தால் எழுது...

Keyyan got married. Went to Trichy and returned to Chennai twice in three days. Week was hectic. Love and selfishness go together always I guess.. Trichy gave me some fresh thoughts, but nothing that I remember now to pen down. I went to the beach after long time. It was great, brought back memories.

I must get out of this mood. And if you won't laugh, yesterday I went to beauty??!! salon with keyyan to get him ready for his wedding reception. But that's not the thing that would make you laugh, it is just that they convinced me to get a face-lightner or skin lightning or watever crap I donn remember(facial). It was bad.

I was made to lie down. My hand n legs covered with huge towels. Eyes covered and Face covered with some sort of 'I dono what crap' paste which becomes harder by the second (esp around the mouth and nostrils!!) , lights turned off, in a closed room. my God!!! I suffocated. The guy left me alone in that state n left de room goddamnit.. can ye believe that???

I started thinking abt scary things, what if I suffocate? What if I(or any other person in this position ) have a heart attack? What if one or two of the other 103 things that could go wrong go wrong??

I am never going back.

But I got deeper thoughts while I was der trying not to suffocate or die... They say eternal hell to those of us who sin... If there was a hell like this, a dark room you can't speak, you can't see, you can't move ur limbs, and you cant even sleep... Can you imagine how horrible that will be? You have these random thoughts that you can't get to go away or express, and after sometime when you'r thoughts have exhausted, they start to repeat.... My God.... torture... solitary confinement... for eternity. Now death really scares me. What if I end up like that?

Today is the guy's wedding reception... I gota go... early n work wid the stuff. In fact most of the stuff I am doing r for Kn's mom rather than him... Hope he takes care of her till the end.

I haven't been able to come online much this week.. I really wanted to.. wanted to chat a lot wid the people am so comfortable with... Mischief has been mmissing.. hope everything's ok...

I love my amma.

Mannargudi- Thiruvizha..!

Thiruvizhas are one of those things I 've always enjoyed in life... from very small... I feel they take me back to my roots, and sometimes take me back to deeper than my roots... more than the spiritual part of it, I enjoy the ritual and communal parts of it... 

The way people get together, enjoy, put up de show.. and the exciting stories behind every temple and festival and decoration...  Here are very few pics from this year's Thiruvzha at My grandads town, Mannargudi (very similar to the MalGudi, not only in name but also in existence!) Sri Rajagopalaswami Thiruvizha.

view from just outside my grandad's house. People-men,women,children, all alike waiting for the arrival of their God. You can see the fire torches (theevetti) which are carried by men in two rows in front of the God to show him the path and also helping the crowd to get a better view of the god on the high horse..

Another view of the crowd with the 'theevettigal' just behind them. 

Dats Rajagopalaswamy on his horse in all his glory. Man, what a scene! (pardon the dust on my camera lense)

Dats Rajagoplaswamy after he crossed our house the first time. The God goes to and fro several times visiting the houses of the few bigwigs of the town(I dono how god can discriminate, but everyone there seems to be convinced that it is ok for the Gud Lord to visit few houses alone and they speak as though those are revered houses and God ought to visit them...My grandpa's house is one such, I felt it was unfair.<-- I probably will write a post on this)

Dats me, My grandad and Grandmom. She is one innocent woman I feel pity for. She doesnt know a thing outside her house and us. My grandad on the otherhand was a businessman all his life and still as sharp as a blade (if u get the pun!!)

My mom n her dad.. :-) sweet.

Dats me and ma sis. I was forced and coerced to pose like dat. I swear. :-p

hee hee... How do I look? I am supposed wear two 'vastrams' when I offer flowers to God when he visits our house, dats the only reason... d-o-n-t l-a-u-g-h... I know u will... (anyways, I liked it!)

பிறந்தநாள் வாழ்த்துக்கள்....

பிறந்தநாள்...

சரி....

வாழ்த்துக்கள்.....?

ஹ்ம்ம்..?

வாழ்த்துக்கள்.....?

உனக்கா? பிறந்தநாளுக்கா?

எனக்கு.....பிறந்தநாளைக்கு.... :-|


ஹ்ம்ம்.... வாழ்த்துக்கள்...



:-)

nuerons...

Ok.. Its been a habit to write a blog post every birthday... well.. that being tomorrow... I wonder what I would be writing tomorrow... But today... randomly.. I thought of writing about some memories , of incidents so insignificant, yet so firmly struck on my brain in some bluddy-strong nuerons shooting out often...

Over the years, so many people have influenced me and my life... for the gud and for the bad... so many incidents that changed the way I thought and acted.. which I have forgotten, but some silly seconds of my life, some silly silly things that happened have been stuck to my mind... strange...

Seventh grade... 'Minsara Kanavu ' had released, it was a hit.. I went to bus after school and I remembered I left something in class... I came back n was all the way humming 'kaadhal rojeve' from bus to class... on reaching, the echo the empty classroom added to the song I was noising icreased my enthusiasm and I started singing loudly ""மேட்டுச்சாலையிலே , மாட்டு
வண்டியிலே , போராளே பொண்ணு ஒருத்தி.....!!!! "

suddenly 'Thara' entered ... :-) "wow, who is that பொண்ணு?" and I was like :-D and ran away...

Tenth, I am leaning on the door frame of my classroom... leg across another all stylish... Nisha walks by and with her huge smile asks "How tall are you? " and I say "6". (which was/is/will be a lie) as I am only 5'- 11 1/4".


I am six/seven years old. One of my aunt is bathing me, I clean up all over with the soap bar.. n suddenly she shrieks and pulls the soap outta my hand n says "what the hell are you doing?" I say "Amma has told me that I should apply soap 'everywhere'! " She says "Ya that is right, but wet your hand, rub it on soap and then apply everywhere, donn rubb the bluddy soap everywhere" I find it very harsh n I cry.


An uncle of mine called me 'da' for no apparant reason, but just as a matter of factly.. I mean I was only 6-7... I still cannot get myself to forgive him....

என்னடாம்மா ....?

ஹ்ம்ம்...?

என்னமோ தெர்ல... மனசே சரியில்ல... 

ஒன்னும் பெருசா இல்ல...

விடு... சரியாயிடும்... :-)

புரியாத புதிர்...

உடல்கள் வேறுவேறானாலும்

தலை எப்பொழுதும்

ஒன்றாய் மட்டுமே

இருக்கும் என் காதல்.....?

மேலுள்ள புதிர் புரிந்தோர்க்கு

என் நிலை புரியும்.... :-(

புரிந்தோர் விடை அளிக... :-)

வலைப்பதிவுகள்.. (blogs)

பிறரை விட

நன்றாய் எழுதுவேன்

என்கிற கர்வம் கொஞ்சம்

வேகமாகவே 

வெளியேறி அந்த இடத்தில் வெட்கம் 

நிரம்பிக்கொண்டது...

இரவின் ஓசைகள் ...

மௌனம்... 

ஒற்றை வாகனம் .. 

தூரத்து நாய்... 

கூர்க்கா whistle ஓசை... 

இரையும் வானொலி.... 

அசையும் கீற்று...

என் மூச்சு...

Must change. Must Prevail.

Hard times. Hard decisions. Time to change. Reinvent. Decide.

நான்..

நாளைக்கான தேடலில் 

இன்றைத் தொலைத்துக்கொண்டிருக்கும்

இன்னொருவன்...

கவிதை

உனக்காக காத்திருக்கும் பொழுதுதான் 

உனக்கான கவிதைகள் கிடைத்தன,

அதனால்தான் நீ வரமாட்டாய்

என்று தெரிந்தும்... இன்னும்

காத்திருக்கிறேன்!

P.s: If this poem feels familiar, you must have seen it in my

client notepad, where it has been for almost two yrs now... :-)

Diary 2008..

Pictures speak a thousand words.... Some pictures from last year.... a gallery of events that happened in my life last year...

31,Dec 2007, Party at GN club.

Ara&Mrs.Ara ,Myself,KN,Sara,Mahadeer,

Harishankar-Had a nice time dancin..

Hajira's Wedding.

Man, this yr was a yr of weddings!

B'lore trip No. 1. Had a nice time.

March, B'lore trip 2. :-)

April, Trivandrum-Engagement trip

Munnar travel... extension of

Trivandrum trip!

June , Cochin- Wedding- :-)

Akka's B'day!

Happy B'day ka!

Amma!

Fareed,Durai and Sandeep-

Training is on at Office!

October-Marina Cafe shoot!

QueensLand day! Wonderful!

Maha! Kuda Hafeez!

Nov 16, Lakshmi's wedding!

Cochin Nostalgia!

The Chisel event - success story!!

Kamila's Bday!

Dec 03, Amirtha's 5th and Aatha's 75th B'day!

Ayish trip.

Many events happened this yr which weren't recorded on cam, but only in my memories...

Shamu, Nawaz,Ch got married, the Nw yrs party of 2009.. etc... are not here.. few others absent because of my lack of patience to upload the pics..

Also, 2008 saw the loss of two of my greatest ICONS- Sujatha and Michael Crichton... and also many ups n down in Business.. I just hope to correct my mistakes and keep my fingers crossed.. cya soon!