Monday 23 December 2013

Wassup mind

        This mind… it’s a chameleon changing the thoughts on what the eyes capture. Why is it taking everything in depth? I don’t know…Like the water penetrating the soil it, goes in deep to the soul of the facts it sees. The mind goes in hand with it, reverberating the words it heard. Why has God made like this? I want to ask him about this. People say analyzing and acting leads to the perfect, but only in practical anyone can understand that doing so leads to confusion. I hear those words like mantra everyday. If I turned to a new leaf on following those advice then it won’t be the real me. Is it a crime to show up your affection first? Does it mean that you don’t have self respect? Like a boomerang my solution comes back to me. There’s something creeping in my mind. I feel as if a mystery to be solved has been handed over to me. Some instinct within me tells to clean up all the unwanted trashes thrown up in my heart and thoughts. But what can I do, after all I’m a sensitive and insane girl who wants a life of independence and happiness……




INDIA 2.0

Its ago 50 years, its over
Is it a re-make happening?
Changes in the characters
Disparity in the manner
Opposition from our own kind..
Visions are clear with us
Only in theoretical way,
Confined within the classrooms...              
"Wanted" for the optimists
Exit for the corruptionists
The need should be for spiders
As now it's occupied by tortoise
Our feel needs a spark
Hands to clear the mess
Feet to frame a path
The ultimate will be the new version of INDIA.

---My words on RANG DE BASANTHI


Saturday 21 December 2013

NEEYE


Dhesangal pala kadandhum,
manam naaduvadho unnai............THAAIMOZHI


Decision Maker

Pala varuda manavaazhkayai
Pathu kattam nirnayukumo!!


THE UNTOUCHABLES


The good old cloud has passed,
One day thunder being culprit,
Time fleeted, it's staying there,
But not still as the same old cloud.



The soft shade it had,
The gentle grace it held,
The caring comfort it showed,
The loving drops it showered,
In a shot became...."MEMORIES"

BOND

Kuzhandhai katiya manal veedu nam natpaanal,
 Tsunamiyum thorkum adhai kalaipadhil


KAAGAJ



When my pen strikes you,
  My thoughts never stop.
Like a wrecked ship I stand,
Many hours, becoming a saint.
Aashiqui maybe a synonym to you,
  Passion being the relationship.
The pleasure I get knows no bounds,
  As a butterfly on spreading its wings.
Never felt you as a dumb,
  Though you reach me empty.
Killing the trees you are born,
  Still you are my soul mate...ever!

Difference

Knowing you without yourself knowing about it
  --lover.
  Asking something 1 more time, which you have said 1000 times
  --dear friend.

Are you a winner?

No triumph in a battle can match
  Winning someone's Trust...

RAGGING

Pachilayil thavikum erumbidam
  alai kaatum muratu vanmurai...