Monday 17 November 2014

धन्यवाद गुरुजी...

That place really is a library with books of all genre. It makes us to flip every page irrespective of our wish. Stepping into, facing strangers and leaving out, parting our bits of soul. Completing our  under graduate degree in bachelors of life here, we look into the world with a new vision. There are many pages that stay in our mind with all the colours and some stay as black days. But when we notice the letters of each phrase in this book, we might have missed many lessons hiding behind it. People with shades in their faces, changing the base colours with respect to time have to be hailed as teachers. I'm proud to say that I had many teachers. Some took lessons on possessiveness. Few took care of insisting hard work. Some group chanted the art of gossip. A beautiful group portraying love stories. There was a team where talents over-loaded. Interesting people preaching the philosophy of life. Some unforgetables taught to make heaven out of hell. There were few who safe-guarded at times, lent shoulders to cry at times, acted as a mirror at times, and at last there was the saint who gave a push to my inner passion as a result, here this is posted...

The saint's words:: " take the rage, put it on a page, take the page to the stage, blow the roof off the place".
Just the word Merci is not enough for them...I owe them with no number... :)
THANK YOU GURUJI...this what the title says...

முதல் தாய்மை

பாரம் இன்றி
வலி இன்றி
'திருமதி' இன்றி
அடைவேன் முதல் தாய்மை
"அக்கா" என்ற அவள் அழைப்பால்...

Heart-melting eulogy

AGUSTUS WATERS::
This is an eulogy for Hazel. She asked me to write one,and I'm trying. I just, I could use a little flair.See, the thing is we all want to be remembered. But Hazel's different. Hazel knows the truth. She didn't want a million admirers. She just wanted one. And she got it. Maybe she wasn't loved widely, but she was loved deeply. And isn't that more than most of us get?. When Hazel was sick, I knew I was dying....but I din't want to say so. She was in the ICU and I snuck in for 10 minutes and I sat with her before I got caught. Her eyes were closed and her skin, pale.But her hands were still her hands. Still warm, and her nails were painted this dark blue-black colour and I juts held them. And I willed myself to imagine a world without us and what a worthless world that would be. She's so beautiful. You won't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she's smarter than you...because you know she is. She's funny ever without being mean. I love her. God, I love her. I'm so lucky to love her. You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have a say in who hurts you. And I like my choices. I hope she like hers. Okay, Hazel Grace?

Sunday 16 November 2014

என்றும் மறவா...


வான்நோக்கி நின் கனவுகள் விருட்சமாய் வளர,
சீற்றேடுத்த காட்டாற்றாய் முயற்சிகளை உரமாக்குவாய்...
சத்ருக்களின் எண்ணங்கள் உன் பக்கம் நிறுத்தினால்,
அச்சமயம் உன் வாழ்வே அச்சமயம் ஆகும்...
எதிர்த்து நின்று துணிவின் துணையோடு,
விளைக்கப்பட்ட தீய சக்திகளை தகர்த்தெறிவாய்...
பணிவையும் பரிவையும் ஈர் கண்ணாய் ஆக்காவிடில்,
வாழ்கை என்னும் அந்ஞானம் அஞ்ஞானம் ஆகிவிடும்...
 இலட்சியங்கள் கொள்வாய் எட்டாகனியாய்,
போராடி அவைகளை எட்டாக்குவாய் நீ...
தன்னிலை கடந்து பொதுநிலை காணும் நேரம்,
அடைவாய் உன் பிறப்பின் கர்மத்தை...
ரசிகையாகிய, கவிபுதல்வியாகிய, என் தோழியாகிய உனக்கு,
என்றும் மறவா உன் தோழி எழுதுவது...

 

FROM QUEEN,



                "Felt proud about having you as my love, but now am even more proud to say-"I,ME,MYSELF"". Words will pour out and sometimes get blocked at the brim of your throat, the time will disappear like a magic. When you take a few steps, you will find out what you actually lost. Happiness is waiting to peep out at the corners. Give its way and enjoy it, my lightning lady. All is well you say to your heart, it believes you more than the heart that shatter you into pieces. Doing mental calculations is the best service for your heart at that moment. Till now you have spent your life in searching for a harbor, don't stay as such. Take a chance to brush aside the waves and take the tide on your own. When all your guides fade away and leave you alone, be the master for your new way of life. Want a serene place to spend time?, it's nowhere, just within you and within your soul. A whole lot the world may say to make you fall in the same place. The love that betrayed you may be back to you with all the pleasing words and true love's value, don't hurt it back with hard words. Not because it was once a soul  which you loved, but because you are a good person. And moreover that gap, that silence, that rejection has turned you now into a strong woman. The only thing you have to say to your love is "THANK YOU!".

MY HERO OF KURUKSHETHRA

               With no specific person to point out, started the greatest epic MAHABHARATH. Passing ages, those characters can never fade out from the hearts which really know the scenes of it. Many truths of life that each and every soul has to latch onto were mentioned in the ace written piece through the characters. Among all, the one that I admired was the grand-son of Pandu, son of Arjuna and niece of Madhava....ABHIMANYU...Learning the art of Chakravyuha when he was at his mother's woumb he is known mainly for his perseverence and courage till the end. He showed up diversified roles- the best son for a father, the best student for a teacher, the best defender for his brothers and the best human who died to full-fill his duties. Every blood drop he sacrificed for Draupathi were made worthy by his father at last. The last words of Karna who actually got impressed by his valor and gave the symbol of confidence the relief and gatepass to the heaven are::"Neither me nor your father is the HERO of this war..It's you my son, you are the HERO".There can be only few you have the capability to get praised by their opponent. One such is the lad of Bow and Arrow.A son, on whom a father can be proud of.Well, my favourite in Mahabharath...

Last day...

One day break down,
Get up with the blossom smell,
The breeze brushing my hair,
Midst the greenery field,
A dip in the fresh flowing water,
Losing the need of food,
I want one day breakdown...

Bungee jump to touch the sky,
Invisible wings with sky diving,
A deep breath at bodhgaya,
Long drive with the touch of rain,
Books everywhere as a scholar,
My writing in 'Best Sellers',
A word with blessed buds,
Tune of my heart in guitar,
I want one day breakdown...

Anything anytime with no count,
I want just one day breakdown,
To live the last day of my life...

Friday 3 October 2014

My 4 years friend

The feel of letting me away,
 drowns me in the loneliness pool,
Desire of being together,
 faded with the play of fate,
Sharings of three years precipitated in heart,
 allowing the closeness to vapourise,
Like the clock that ticks,
 you make me think about you,
Experience beheld moulded me,
 refined into a strong WOMEN,
Facing the next phase,
 sitting on roller-coaster,alone
Time may place me anywhere,
 but your thoughts are still in the same place...my college!

Friday 20 June 2014

The Eco-Soul

This is just a comparison of a girl's life with a leaf....

       The creator sowed and watered with care,
            To make the basement strong, roots were there.
       As God's blessings outcome, came out the leaf,
            With tender love and warmth grew up the chief.
       There came the stage where it was greener,
            Showed up on a fine day, the gentle breeze.
      Swayed by the pleasant character of wind,
           The innocent leaf waved to it's tune.
      Time went by and became violent storm,
            Situation threw light on reality .
      Saving the one which gave it's soul, from death,
         Sacrificed the leaf,it's relationship with the gale.
     Then bloomed the cute little blossoms with a spirit,
         Adding colours to the life of the leaf.
     Even knowing the momentary presence of the bud,
         Little leaf hailed its love over it.
     There came the day for the bud to wither,
         Passing few days experiencing aspects of life,
     It reached its final day and drooped,
         With all gratitude for the storm,the bud and the roots... 
      
         

Frozen...Are you?

    This movie maybe animated, had a gallery of advice for a low feel heart. The tracks are simple and thoughtful. It shows the love and the warmth that a companion at home (i.e)brother or sister can share.Each character in that movie had a strong tone in them.

ELSA:: The girl who dig all her wishes in her room and spared almost her teenage for her kingdom's welfare. She shut her younger sister, whom she adored the most. But once when she got a chance to know what she's capable of, she spread her wings as of a new born butterfly. She said to my heart:: Know where you actually belong and there you stay.





ANNA:: 
The sportive and lovelorn beauty impressed me with the reply she gave HANS "She's my sister.She will never hurt me."
The enthusiasm she had when the gates were opened gave me some kind of energy,some kind of feel as if I was given freedom.The guts she grew to go in search of her sister was superb.


OLAF:: Though it seemed funny, it's wish and desires were profound. The song for Olaf was like a picturization of my hopes(in a human version).And it depicted a perfect character of loyalty. I got goose-bumps when it said "It's worth melting for some people." Even when it was in the verge of dying, it had the courage to fight for its master.


And finally, the whole movie's motto is to preach people "True love can even thaw a FROZEN heart!!"

---Thank you Jennifer lee and Chris buck.

There's something in it...

It's almost a season since I take a look at my blog. Hmmmm....Wowwwwwwww...Feeling so good when I pen this down. There has been a whole lot happened in my life in this gap. Only day before yesterday, one of my well wishers who is also my friend asked me about the gap between me and my posts. And so I would like to first thank that soul for making me to think about my only best companion, my blog.
Actually, the first rate idea for a relaxed and satisfying life is "providing space for oneself". It's because, people change and their opinion about us often change.The only ally whose presence you can find always is "YOU". You can spend time with your society but still, we have to limit that.
At first, my opinion was "friendship is enough to make our life colorful". But then I realized too much of colors will spoil a painting. Yes!! Friends count in a short list can help you to refresh your mind and feelings. And also, another thing which I learnt was who ever may be the friend of yours, don't let them get control of your circle that you have drawn around you.
Huffffff...I used to say, only if I feel something deep in heart my words flow continuously as a waterfall.Now I got lot of words to share and yah!..here,I gave it a start...It's true that there's something in this...WRITING.