MY BLOODY BETTER-HALF

Tok!! Tok!!
The tapping sound wakes him up from sleep.

Helloooo! Happy Birthday my friend…

Yeahhh!

You look good today…

Raising his paining head from the reading table…
Jesus!
No… This is not happening, this is not…But how do u know it’s my birthday?

Haha!! I remember it better than your other friends.

But why are you here now? I have to get ready for the party.

Am here to see the party!

But I didn’t invite you.

Am your best friend, am part of you and you can’t just avoid me.

Why don’t you give me some bloody privacy on my birthday at least? And I didn’t invite you… this is not good for you to be here without invite.

You didn’t invite me? Think twice.

…..

Do you remember the day? The day you came to me?!
the days you tried to understand me… but you started hating me now…

Yeah… bloody days… the days i ignored my friends, just to spend hours with you, to understand you!
I never realized that I was going mad over you…
You are a damn drug and i am addicted… you increased the void between me and my surroundings man…

Really… i increased the void huh?
But it’s me who introduced these best friends to you, and I also got you some very close ones, remember.
I think you should think about the truth before you speak.

haan… so, you allowed me to think at least??
the answer is a very big NO my friend!!! Very big NO!
i was a dreamer, i lived with passions, i lived for me, I lived my life… but!!

What now?

You puffed out all my time; you didn’t spare me time to think, to dream, to live. I am a bloody architect who is not able to think, imagine or create spaces without your help.

wo wo wo… just stop it… did i collapse your dreams?
or did i give you enough information to boost up your creativity?
Who helped you to become an architect? Your teachers?
Didn’t I help you live your passions? I supported you. I helped you…

Yeah! Very true! You helped me and so I forgot to think. You seduced me.
You became my friend and I lost mine, you made me read but I forgot what had to be read, you gave me enough fun but I forgot the real fun,
I forgot my passions too; I owe you a lot for that you damn…

Insane… huff!
Fine.. stop it… I can’t take it anymore…
Am off from here,
I know you will be back to me again, asking for my help and company.

……

But I won’t ignore to come back to you, because you are my good friend, who is a too sensitive human…
Let this day be your best… Happy birthday… take care

…

And hang on. Just wanted to remind you something…More than half of your friends know your birthday only through me… yeah! I told them and I passed your invitation to them.

Without answering, he descended his head to the table.

Late at mid night

After a day of fun and joy he rested his body on the bed.
He tried hard but his mind didn’t rest. He felt like sharing his happiness to the world and thanks all the wishers, He wanted to download the latest music by his favorite musician, He also wanted to collect information for his new project.
His friend smiled in his head but he tried to avoid him…but in vain.

Moving to the study table, he switched on his laptop.
INTERNET smiled at him
Saying – I knew you will be back. Welcome back, my friend… Welcome to our world.

Nisha, Thanks a ton for editing and helping for this post.

இரயில் பயணம்

காலங்கள் முன் செல்ல
நினைவுகள் பின் சென்றன
இரயில் பயணம்!!!

காணாமல் போன கண்ணையாவும்
வேலை வாய்ப்பு கொடுக்கும் விளம்பரமும்
ஊதியம் உயர்வு கேக்கும் போராட்டமும்
விளம்பரம் செய்யாதே எச்சரிக்கையும்
மறைக்கத்தான் செய்கின்றன!
அவன் அவளுக்கு எழுதிய கவிதைகளை!

இரயிலின் ஓசையை தாண்டி
கை பேசியில் இசையை தாண்டி
கூட்டதின் கூச்சலை தாண்டி
பல முகங்களை தாண்டி
சில மொழிகளையும் தாண்டி
பேசிக்கொண்டன இருவரின் கண்கள்
மௌனமாய்!

மஞ்சலும் பச்சையும் சிவப்புமாய் இருந்து
இரயிலும் மாரியது
விளம்பரச் சுவராய்!
தன் ஆழகை மறைத்து

நல்லவனையும் கெட்டவனையும்
பணக்காரனையும் பரதேசியையும்
ஆழகாணவனையும் அவலமானவனையும்
கண் இல்லாதவனையும் கண்ணாடி அணிந்தவணையும்
உன்னையும் என்னையும்
அரவணைத்துதான் செல்கிறது இரயில்
பாராபட்சம் இன்றி!

கவிதையாக எழுதவில்லை
மனதில் தோன்றியது மட்டுமே

P.S.: Do point out the mistakes.

Wake up Bell…

The place was calm and slow with the aroma of roses and candles,
calm is like… very calm but i can hear the whispering bangles and kids,
i could not see those eyes, but i felt those eyes,
eyes, hundreds of pairs of eyes…
few saw the bright lights when closed, may be hope…
few saw only dark, may be black…
few rolled up to see the ceiling, may be at lights and fans,
few rolled down to see the floor, may be at moving ant,
few looked at her, few looked at him and may be few met each other,
few looked at the balloons and plastic flowers, and very few at their mother’s face,
few closed for long, may be sleeping,
few looked at the still, smiling, eternal, divine, blessing Eyes…

Though all those eyes looked into different things, they all Prayed for the Blessings.
including mine…

And after all, A pair of Eyes looked at all those eyes from somewhere…
waiting to Bless… may be busy…
The bell at the top sounded, to wake up someOne, may be all!!!

P.S.
My eyes are tired waiting for You, O’Lord!
Let me open them to see my mother.

Beach, ma friend

Someone shook me hard to wake me up. After 3 days of NASA celebrations, a day long travel in train and late night movie i was really tired and pained. My body ached and eye lids irritated to open. But the gasping, fearing voice of friend forced me to wake up. When i open my eyes rubbing them, i saw him waking other two friends. The place we stayed was rented by friend of my friend. We planned to stay there just for that night.
He never cared that we are not in senses, but he continued with his fearing voice, telling Tremor hits the place and water from the sea entered the slum near. He pointed on few books fallen from the racks and speakers near. I took time to get back my sense but others were all ready direct from the bed to visit the slum and sea… I joined them.
When we stepped out into the street, i saw people rushing back from the sea side. The slum was not far, just few ten meters away from the place we stayed. We ran through the narrow street but the people were running back towards us. We crossed all double floor hard building to reach the thatched huts. When we reached the slum in couple of minutes i saw people packing their things, heard sounds of pain, defeat, fear… Fear struck me too… we proceeded further and reached the place where i could not trace it as slum or sea shore. Tsunami had washed out whole the beach and part of slums. I saw the human soul crying, the pain, the death, the loss. Whenever i hear about tsunami i hear the voice of a middle aged woman crying for her husband and kid. The horrible scene i ever seen. No human on beach/sea shore except one police constable with his lathi. The beach was flat, wet without any human prints!
People started shouting, praying louder and few started to run for life… the waves raised again to the height of a tall man. I started to run with them, shouting my friend’s names, with fear. Every face had the trace of panic and tears.

But who on earth hate water…beaches?!
Chennai beaches are close to me… close like a good friend, as i told in my old post.
Though chennai has many possiblities to show it as unique city, only Beaches add beauty to it. The sound waves, soft breeze, hot bajjies. I can’t miss pointing on the long roads lighted, those old historical buildings,monuments, colleges along the beach road…
I have been to beaches many times, at times alone, sometimes with friends. Except the tsunami day, all other days were best, i leave back as a new soul.
Recently i saw people celebrating chennai sangamam in the same beach where i ran for my life with others. They enjoyed their culture in the beach, they were singing, dancing, playing music, eating together, greeting each other, chit chatting as a gang with friends and family. I joined them! yeah, i forgot the tsunami day like others.
I have friends who feel unfotunate for not getting chance to live in a chennai, in city with beaches. True, am lucky, lucky to spend days of my life in beaches.
As i said in my old post, for me beaches are vast beautiful ventilator. Two places on earth i like to spend time alone, just looking at the happenings around. First come church and the second is beach. Both gives me peace. I dont pray, i dont speak, i dont sleep. I will just be myself there. I share lot of my worries and smiles with it without any words. I remember a day… i was alone to the Elliot beach under hot sun, some time around noon. Except few rickshaws which will be a bajji shops in the evening, few white clothes tied to bamboos for ballon shoot, i saw none around me. I felt i was out of earth into the water world… i vented out my worries. Thats the day i discovered a friend, called Beach.

The days i went alone, the days i played with my friends, the day i went with my parents, with aazraya, chennai sangamam… lot more memorable days there… except tsunami day

God created the world in seven days. After lighting the world on first day, He separated the Water and Land on second day! now water covers 70% of the earth.

To know about the more about the Chennai beaches, click here.

22nd March

Its been a year exactly after i joined with Aazraya in helping the needy.
March 22, 2009… The day i joined with them.
Sometimes, the long journey you start with will be boring, the fellow passengers may not know your language, the book you reading may bore u, the buildings and trees that passes your window will look monotonous.
How would you feel when an interesting (can be beautiful too!!!) passenger enters the train and sit in your adjacent seat?… Won’t your journey be refreshed and get back the tempo!?
I felt the same from the date i mentioned above. My days were getting bored after couple of my close friends marriage… i was looking to refresh and i found Aazraya, The NGO to help the needy.
From then, most of my sundays ended with fun, friends, smile, kids in orphanage and lot more interesting happenings… Though i couldn’t concentrate with them in later months of the year, i enjoyed their support.
The first day with Aazraya in Akshaya old age home, The days in new life trust, The day we had Mr. Sharath Babu for the inaugration of Kalvi Kan @ New life, The day i saw Dr. Abdul Kalam, the ex President of India, Dewali celebrations with orphanage kids, human chain at marina beach supporting UN Climate Change Conference held in Copenhagen and the fun after human chain, the anniversary celebration and etc… Lot happened and memorable days…
Thanks to all the members and friends who made the year sweet and cherisable.
It is normal to get admired by something of the train friend. May be the particular character or anything like so…
Even am admired by a character(literally u can call it as character) from Aazraya and i decided to carry it with me all through my life. I feel it as treasure and best gift.
You know what!

and in the dream, again …

I had a dream, the dream full of dreams…

Those dreams packed with past and wrapped with future,

So soft as your hand, so warm as your heart…

Colored like rainbow, that smelled like lavender!

I traveled back to my past, to reach the start…

It started from the end and I grew too young!

I slept until noon, catching up more toons…

My pen changed to bat… my mouse vanished to ball…

I had nothing to worry, also nothing to hurry!

I just had no aim and just played game…

No date for submission and had no mission!

No boss, no job, no target, no tax, no slavery…

I ran along the green field, i smelt the cricket field!

I climbed to the little mount, i saw the heavenly ground…

The warmth of the water in the pond,

Those quick snaps clicked by clouds and

the smell of rain before every fever!

The primary school crush and secondary school love

Though i lost, many supports never lost…

The hands held me then, to make me win!

No architecture and no plan, the future plan!

Now, everything behind me,,,

just memories with me,

I closed my eyes to deep sleep…

Again, those dreams flied out in my dreams…

until my alarm hit my sleep…

Am growing old!

Few lines those ran into my thoughts when i was heading back home from office in train…And i didn’t try this as a poem too…
just few lines…

Again, thanks Nisha for the picture.

Then and now…

One fine day!
when Shah Jahan was in deep thought to build Taj Mahal for his Wife Mumtaz…

Strong, well build, good hearted Selvan entered the Gateway of Madurai, the capital city of Pandiyan dynasty with more hope of winning his first trade in his life.

Another fine day!
When Indians were busy voting for Taj mahal in internet to hold its position in World wonder…

Karthick reached Chennai Egmore railway station with great hope of winning his life. He got placed in well known software office at OMR in Chennai. His mannerism resembled the young hero in the latest hit flick of the city.

After a weak time! Selvan was doing good in his business and he wanted a break for a day to relax from his business. He went to a watch a stage drama, all about Ramayana which is very rare to see in his village. And there he fell in love with Seetha, who was named Malar out of the theatre… her real name. As like her name says, she can be compared to all beautiful, fresh, soft and pure flowers.

Karthick did well in his job. All because of his dedication and hard work he moved close with his higher authorities of the department. And he got chance to hit the party thrown by the client of his company where he met the girl Shakthi, the fair, beautiful, average height, smiley girl and he fall in love with her at first sight. He didn’t miss to see her dimple when she smiled, which added extra beauty to her.

Selvan became the regular visitor to the show. No matter how many times he watched the show, anyways who will feel bored to watch his love! … slowly, he got a place in Malar’s heart. she too fall in love with Selvan. He proposed her by the unknown words from his eyes and she readily accepted him. They shared many words from eyes, all the days, everyday! Everything was smooth and fine and all smiles…until…

Karthick found her details in office data… soon he became her bus friend, they started traveling together in the company bus when they worked in same shift. They both liked each other and Karthick was already in love with her. They became friends in mail, all social networks, of course… they shared their mobile numbers. They were busy chatting either in internet or in mobile. They knew each other well now… and then it happened!

Selvan and Malar met for the first time… but to depart. Selvan promised her with tears in his eyes, that he will settle soon in his business and marry her in next winter, almost a year later. Malar, with hope and sad heart send him to his village and promised him to wait till he returns… days rolled on.. on and on… she waited all day in her door step and Selvan worked to achieve his aim… yes! they both carried love in their heart.

Now, Karthick knew Shakthi well and more and his parent too. He don’t want to wait anymore, he wanted to propose her. One finest day! Karthick proposed Shakthi by texting to her mobile. Shakthi, as if waiting for long time for this to happen, with great joy and smile, she readily accepted him. She was also happy that her parents had already replied in her favor.

After achieving his aim, Selvan married Malar with the blessings of their parents, in the next winter as he promised. They lived like they are the happiest and loving couple on earth. Happily lived ever after!

Karthick and Shakthi married soon in an year time after Karthick became a team leader. They lived like they are the happiest and loving couple on earth. Happily lived ever after!

Thanks to technology
Now, love is easy to reach!

Thanks to Nisha for her picture.