Wednesday, November 23, 2011

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When some people, who suddenly come from out of the blue, someday, sometime, somehow, and say, "Enna, Sollavae Illa!", to you, I think, the best reaction should be to start laughing out aloud and confuse them, rather than being in a state of shock and giving them the benefit of the doubt!

Sunday, October 9, 2011

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Well, why do I even care or pay heed to certain 'spam' on Facebook! They just, simply exist, that's all.


Indeed what to say about certain irrelevant, interfering third party creatures who in the name of friendship not just haunt their friends minds by brainwashing them to the core but also literally claim ownership of their lives and souls because they think they know that friend of theirs truly well.


Unwanted hateful creatures who always want to make their presence felt in their friends lives and constantly keep reminding the same with their sick selves.

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Of late, I HATE the word called 'love' and love the word called 'HATE'

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Accept the pain and then kill it

Saturday, October 1, 2011

'Read Between the Lines': My 'Pomes'


There is fire within her, innate,
She tames the flames with ease,
She hath embraced the pyre, that made her pure,
Don’t burn her alive!
Like the phoenix she can rise, from her ashes,
Give her wings to fly, high,
She will show the world, she can conquer the skies,  
Don’t cage her dreams,
She’s born to rule, the world,
Like the omnipresent air, she will be everywhere,
Her omniscient self, where there is need for love, affection and care,
Let this quintessence of peace, prevail,
There is no stopping her ambitions, when she pursues her dreams aplenty,
Like the perennial stream upon the mountains originate,
And flows on to become the rivers wide and oceans deep,
Let her not shed tears ever, because the brine dries up never,
As the earth she treads on, paves paths of her progress several,
This life-giving beautiful creation of the Almighty,
With patience, perseverance and passion, bears dreams in her heart several,
Don’t rob her of her rights; she deserves to live, every moment of her life,
She is the every woman,
There is fire within her, innate,
Give her wings to fly, high,
Allow her to conquer, the skies,
Like the pleasant brook, let her seamlessly flow,
And walk the paths of several victories....

Sunday, August 28, 2011

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Certain male creatures in the world get their way by sporting a 'gentleman' kinda look. And women just back them up.

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That which can be called only a thankless job, often goes uncredited.

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Mr. Hide and Miss. Seek

Monday, August 22, 2011

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Back to office from tomorrow, to all that action and jazz, that glitter world and pursuing those glamorous bylines - part and parcel of my passion, my dynamic profession and being a journo.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

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Nothing else matters, as if nothing has happened at all!

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Hmm.. Let whatever 'Paruppu' go for whosoever's Kalyanam, or let any Abdullah go Deewana in any Begaani Shaadi, let anyone break how many ever hearts, nothing affects me at all, for 24 hours at least, Zzzzzzzzzzzz, off and asleep.

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Those who kill their conscience and put up a pretence of as though nothing happened kind of a look are the most cold-blooded ones in this world ruled by mortals. Honestly, I dread such people the most. They are only mortals, not humans.

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Them all great, saints, perfect and always right. It's just I am just too human.

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Kadamayai mattum eppovum sei, palanai mattum ethirpaarthudadhaey. But you will have to pay heavily for your bad Karmas from your previous birth! No matter, how good you are, whatever has to happen only will happen. Your sufferings cannot be abated just because you are good, nor one’s trying times be skipped/changed, just because you have had enough or ask why me? God must be a cool villain!

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Nearly two and a half months since I said it, but to no avail. Nearly a month now, since I said I would definitely do it, but have not been able to do it, for reasons more than one. But, I will do it somehow, sometime. Still remember it all, and have not forgotten anything of it.

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Three women, not less than any human divine for me, who shower so much love, care, affection and concern on me, and remember me at least once in a while everyday, need to meet them, for sure, real soon. Often, we tend to take such wonderful humans in our small hectic lives, so lightly, who care for us, because we tend to assume that they are always there for us.

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So, gradually, a snail has gradually started showing out its shell; a rabbit has slowly started emerging out of its hiding; an empty wagon has started making some noise, rather lot of noise. Out of sight does not necessarily mean out of mind. Some day, all hidden truths need to come to the light for social animals.

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Life's at it's best for some today, like for instance, for some their 'route is clear' with regards to something; for some it is independence day as they are 'free' from today; someone is thinking about a special day which is coming really soon, in fact, twin happiness. Happiness all around, but not within.
And also, some people think, they can snatch away somebody's rights or impede their freedom of expression by exercising their power. But the fact is that they can do it only as long as they have it - that materialistic power. When you know their days are numbered, their attacks will seem only frivolous.

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Hmm, basic courtesy is not everybody's cup of tea. It need not be one's innate nature, and if not spontaneous then at least be made a conscious practice. Someone proved it today. That it doesn't exist at all, neither in their genes, nor in their family.

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Evano Oruvan; Anniyan; Indian - all films like these with the basic subjectline as one man/protagonist eradicating corruption from the society/nation at large, are a treat for most audiences and film buffs who get paisa vasool entertainement for 2.30 hours, worth the time. Fair enough for a thorough masala fare with dénouement achieved in fantasies of the reel world. But with the Anna Hazare kind of revolutionaries in real life, no one knows, how long will it take for the dénouement.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

'Read Between the Lines': My 'Pomes'

Kandaen Unnai Kanavaay,
Sandhithaen Unnai Meiyyaay,
Thodarndhaen Unnai Nizhalaay,
Unardhaen Unnai Kadhalaay,
Inippay Nee Ninaivaay ,
Malarvaay Nee Pudhu Uruvaay,
Varuvaay Nee Vidaiyaay,
Nichchiyam Varuvaay Nee En Vidhiyaay....

Sunday, May 15, 2011

'Read Between the Lines': My 'Pomes'

When she walks, she’s a breath of fresh air,
Fragrant with confidence,
And elegant in attitude,
She speaks with authentic flair,
And makes all eyes turn in awe,
All heads in her reverence bow,
She raises her finger,
And beckons the world at her command,
Wherever her head turns,
A new conquest is formed,
Whenever she writes,
A new rulebook is born,
She is a woman of inner-strength immense,
Strong in her demeanour, and virtues abundant,

But of late, why does she seem so lost,
Often she wishes for something,
Hopes for the best, and prays hard,
And keeps her fingers crossed,
Often she slips into silence golden,
She smiles at some thought, quite often,
She goes down on her knees at God’s altar,
And says that her heart is stolen,

Ah! She is in love,
And to win in love, she must her heart lose,
Is she being meek, or is she weak?

For, love is not a battlefield, she says,
Where spears and swords clash with shields,
Where showcase of strength makes the mightier win,
Where blood is shed, and yet wounds might heal,
When name of beloved is wrought in blood,
And tides of time can’t erase what has been wrought in blood,
The strength of love lies in its belief,
And that true love shall always win

Sunday, March 27, 2011

'Read Between the Lines': 'My Pomes'

It’s not like the lonesome tall mountains yonder,
Made from hard lifeless rocks and boulders,
Strenuous to climb,
The proud peak when attained by the climber,
Only makes him feel very lonely at the top,

It’s like the silent, yet lively underground stream,
That perennially flows,
The brook, the river that eventually becomes the brine,
As untold love for her beloved grows,
Forever with time,

It’s not like the countless flashy stars in the night skies,
Speckled all over and show up with a wink here and a blink there,
But never descend upon its admirer’s eyes,
Who wishing upon these stars, dreams aplenty in his heart bears,

It’s like the lush green grass beneath the feet,
One treads upon the meadows,
Embracing the feet of her beloved all through the path,
Yet remains rooted firmly to the ground,

It’s not in the alluring voice of the songbird,
But in that silence which waits to be heard,
It’s not in the wanton waves by the seashore,
But embedded in that calm right in the middle of the ocean,
It’s not that sunshine that brightens the entire world,
And hides away when night gradually descends,
But is that flickering earthen lamp that slowly lights up the dark world,
With the oil called love,
In that relentless wait, the epitome of patience,
The embodiment of love....

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Randomz

The value of a life, is so often overlooked by the cheap, commercial and callous human mind.... that's why everything comes with a price tag, even immediate cure.... the stationary trees and plants are so much better