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Thursday, February 7, 2013

What's in a name?

What's in a name?  The answer is 'Everything'. It is more than love, life and eternity. Though I have known this name for just three months, it feels like, I have lived with it for a very long time. So, it has grown like a story. It's everything that comes between heaven and hell. It is salvation with no regrets. At the same time, it is grief to death. It's a war and dance. It's a game of chance.  It's a name that had silence and peace. It's a name that carried reminiscence of love.



What's my obsession with this name? She had no face, no voice, no eyes. Yet, she had a name which tells tale signs and love science. It was me just enchanting the name 1052 times a day. Every time I pronounced the name, it generated a passionate sentiment in me.  It is the weirdest and purest thing. It is like, when you say 'Rose', you instantly feel the fragrance of it. Most of the time, one letter was enough to remind me of the name. It's the alphabet that gives the feeling of oneness. It's the alphabet that brought victories to  leaders.

This beautiful name has a lot of vowels in it. One good thing about having a vowel at the end of name is, it will help you scream till you run out of your breath.  I heard all the songs, downloaded all the movies and went through all the streets that had her name. I wrote her name on sands of beaches, breakfast sandwiches, Switzerland watches and my foggy glasses. Her smile, her honesty, her paintings, I am not sure whether they add beauty to her. I certainly know, her name does.



This is the part I hate the most. My heart light up like road flares when someone else call her name when I could not.  She may not be mine tomorrow. May be, today is the last time I see her as my girl. There is no place I can go and live without remembering her name. When I do hear her name or see it, all I can do is smile and say to myself, 'Yes. that's my favorite name'.

This name I cherish is my home, my world, a place I belong and I am going to hold to it. It may sound silly or childish, but it is part of something more, something greater that makes me feel good.  If I could live this life again, I would not forget this name. It is worth telling it a billion times. It will be perfect, if I write down the name right now, right here in four different languages that she speaks. But, I know, you would be insulted, if I tell that it's my grandmother's name. So, I leave that up to you to keep guessing :)


With Love,




Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Flower Shooter

The flower which is single need not envy the thorns that are numerous. 

I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.  ~Emma Goldman

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.  ~Claude Monet








The flower that follows the sun does so even in cloudy days.  ~Robert Leighton

Love is the flower you've got to let grow.

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze

Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.  ~Gerard de Nerval

Flowers don't worry about how the're going to bloom.  They just open up and turn toward the light and that makes them beautiful.  ~Jim Carrey

Flowers whisper "Beauty!" to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall.

Children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get.


Thursday, August 9, 2012

Sparrow In The Rain



We drove through the cities
And slowed down for pretties
We whistled in the dark
Like birds in the park

Life's ups and downs,
We learnt in our rounds
Spirit's speed and thrill,
We enjoyed at our will.

We lived like man and wife
But, happiness is not all life
Every love has a downtime
But, relationships are for lifetime.

I don't hold any grudge
Still, miss you so much
I can live with this pain
Like a sparrow in the rain

PS: It’s my TN45 3049. Took this image during my last ride @ Chennai on 22 July. Hope she is doing good and relaxing with her full tank of petrol :). I hope.


Sunday, July 8, 2012

Mynaa Sir

மைனா மைனா 
என்ன சொல்ல 
 என்ன கொல்லுற
சொல்லு புள்ள 
என்ன ஆச்சு 
சொல்லாமலே மறைக்காதே 
அடையாளம் தெரியவே இல்ல 
புதுசா நீ பொறந்தியா 

கண்ணுமைய வாங்கி 
தீட்டிக்கிறேன் மீசை 

நானோ உன்னைத்தேடி 
அலைந்தேனே மனம் வாடி

துணையா நீ இருந்தா
ஜெயிப்பேன் ஊர