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?

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...