Friday, 9 March 2018

The wonderMEN


There is a conventional saying "Behind every successful man. there is a woman". But I'll quote, "Behind every successful woman, there is a man, may be more".

They can be tough on the outside but inside them lies the most delicate heart which becomes a cozy couch only for those few women who touch their life, she can be a sister or friend or their dream girl. But it is always true that the heart which fight for its survival in the struggling world will pave way for their loved ones.

I too met few men who have moved my soul in some way or the other. Few faces got introduced at the time needed and some at the time unexpected, but the veracity is that they all came  for some reason.

There was this guy with whom I was grown up, whom I meet during my summer holidays. I have never been close to him till the day when he talked for my sake to my parents. He believed me even the moment I lost hope on myself.

Then the other, who made me smile when I couldn't, who gave me reasons to value myself, who is there for me and will be there for me till my end.

One guy who can be seen as epitome of friendship, who stood for his friend during all his crisis. Apart from his charm and pure heart, he gave me many instance to prove me that anyone can trust him.

And then this man, who is a brother from another mother. He has never stopped showing the meaning of love and care. His innocent smile and the great mind has many times made me to wonder how one can get such personality.

The bhai who has shown me how a guy can be respected as man with his nature and action. More than him, his mother has become my role model in growing a child. Kudos ma! for giving such a son to this world and such a good..no..the best friend to me!


This kido, with whom I started my conversation asking help, pestering him then came a brief period after which someway we started to sit in the same bench for food everyday. And now my breakfast or lunch or dinner never starts without his hi-fi punch and cute smile. Close to my heart bro is that kido.

This Lilliput hero, OMG! I don't know how he have this power generator within him. Never gets tired of the responsibilities, never say 'NO' to the hardships and too emotional when it comes to girls. I have never told him that he has been my inspiration at times. I'm sure he has a long way to go as a leader!.

This another small guy who wander here and there and avoid staying in a gang. He has this urge to rise up in his career for which he grabs all the opportunities to climb the ladder. His love and longing for love has always shaken me up and sometimes down.

Lots of fights and beating has he got, still never left me a step alone. He had been there listening to all my blabbers and hit me when I go wrong. How hard I push him away, he let down his ego and came back to console me, my brother @TSM who always envy my little hands. He taught me 'to cut the nails than the fingers'.

The Tom when I'm Jerry, is this guy who has become such a close friend to me with whom I spoke whatever came to my heart without making a check by my mind. Lessons are many which he taught, all through my life and the happenings around the world.

Then this complan boy who doesn't share any connection with me in anyway - not age, not batch, not specialization, nothing. Still he is that much close, like how a real brother would take care of his little princess. I can't forget to mention his curiosity, his hunger for knowledge and many more. Sometimes I'll be amazed and gets inspired by his interests.

The man of perfection, who can get awards like : "The perfect son", "The perfect student" and "The perfect small brother" whom I miss a lot. everyone does mistake but it is the way how the other end forgives and forgets. Maybe for some days this silence can live, hope this dies soon.

Then the Bheem guy who is the one who has the strongest heart of all as he gave his beloved "RE" for my use. The way he handled my silly desires and his ever dying determination gave awe moments.

And here comes the final one. The incredible, the indescribable, the museum piece - The Big Bunny. My intro to you may be as a stranger but to me it's not the way. All your comical doings are registered in my mind and never left unnoticed. At the start our friendship was a thin string but I have never thought it would become such a bond. I have spotted tiny behaviors of yours which had implicit principles to follow. There were days when I land up to you when I want to talk to someone who know me in this unknown place. You were there to assist me to walk through those hard days. These words may seem less powerful to you but it's not your fault. I would always want our friendship to stay blessed and your life to fly like a "chittukuruvi".

Thus the list ends (as of now), I'm sure I'll meet many wonder'MEN' who can inspire me, who can strengthen me and who can turn my falls into peaks. I will proudly say that among the wild world of men who pull down every women from marching towards the zenith, there are men who hold her strongly, rise her to break the glass ceiling and shine bright like a diamond!

Sunday, 3 September 2017

The directions


The sand was draining
She couldn't save the time
Still she did...

She took off her veil
Stood without a shade
Explained them for so long
Finaly East and West approved...

She walked across the sands
Hurted with sun burns
Brought out her reasons to them
Finaly North and South approved...

Neither energy nor words remained
Satisfied of proving, she rested for a while
Out of nowhere they arose...

Questioning her genuineness
Questioning her outlook
Questioning her courage
The arrows stabbed her to a state
Worse than death, humiliation
The arrows which came from the eight directions... 

மண்ணில் சொர்க்கம்


இளைப்பாற மனம் நாட,
உனை  நோக்கி  நான்  வந்தேன்...

வலி பாரா பாதம் அவை,

உயரம்  காண அடிகள் வைத்தேன்...

உன்னை அடைந்த அந்த நொடி,

குருதி இன்றி தென்றல் பாய...

கண்ணை விட்டு மறையா எழில்,

மக்கள் மறக்க சுற்றம் மறந்தேன்...

தலைக்கு  மேல் நீளமும்,

காலின் கீழ் பசுமையும்,
என்னை மறந்து உயிர் பிரிந்து,
மோட்சம் அடைந்த உணர்வை கொண்டேன்...

ஏனோ எதற்கோ காரணம் அறியேன்,

அன்று கண்ட கண்ணீர் துளிக்கு...


The Bubble

It's a thin layer around her, a bubble. Her vision was crystal clear without disturbance from any dirt, without any dreamy thoughts popping into her head time to time, without any futile comments pointing at her. Only when she reach out her hand she could feel the bubble. It was a bubble neither made out of interest nor out of pressure. It was constructed to safe guard herself from the society,to see the road that was waiting for her arrival. The road will lead her to a place where she deserves to be. The bubble was carefully blown to get away from those who drag her down, who pull her from reaching out her ambition. Not just them but also few who has string attached to her in the name of affection and care. She doesn't need them, those who make her a choice. It was too late for the poor girl to realize that she was approached for some reason and when her assistance served their purpose she was left there alone again. 

But now, with this ever surrounding bubble she is happy. Not just happy but also with complete concentration on her purpose of life. It's true that she wanted friends, relatives and soulmate. But then when it was seen clearly that no one stays till the end she decided to move on with this light weight bubble around her.

Sunday, 9 July 2017

The Outlier

The days confined within the walls were good,
The days given the evening curfew were good,
The days without the handy evil were good...


First day there filled with words and smiles,
Maybe it was the same here
Third day there refreshed with laughter,
It was a gap so soon here

We ran for happiness then,
Maybe the reason has changed now
We never left the dinning empty then,
Maybe the seats are engaged with something else

I entered the room then,
chatters till I leave them
I'm entering the room now,
only a second to leave them

In a hall of texting hands,
I'm looking for a holding hand
In a bench of competing minds,
I'm looking for a compassionate heart

One for all and all for one then,
One for one and that's it for all now
They got people to spend time with,
But the blame falls on the singles about spending time

The days confined within the walls were good,
The days given the evening curfew were good,
The days without the handy evil were good...

Thursday, 9 March 2017

Start - End


On a breezy evening, seeing the lined motion of ants along the fence in the park, the woman's thoughts wavered in air.
This is how my princess went into the school and now to my amusement she's a working woman. Time fleets! It's really terrifying till she comes back home safely. These news about women harassment make every parent to get goosebumps. Why can't the government take any strict action? .Its funny to think about government's take when it itself is abandoned an...d taken for granted. Why can't our country be like abroad? Aren't our people not that intelligent to take a good decision about people ruling our country? No, we can't say they are dumb. Only because they are prudent, they are even hired at higher designations in US and other countries. But there came a full stop to our talents with the regulations on H1B. Yes, Rekha boasted about marrying her daughter to the US working guy but see everything went in vain. They are returning back to India. OMG! She may come home tomorrow, she will start pestering me about finding a groom for my princess. I have to talk about that to my prince. Ofo... It's time. What should I prepare for dinner today?
She stood up and walked towards the gate of the park...
This is how the thought process of most of the Indian women start and end. May this ratio change in the following years!
Happy Women's Day!