Rain which made me to think

It was raining very heavily….
Without a jerkin or rain coat took my bike and headed to my home…
Managed to a extent and was driving..
Reached half way and as the down pour was very heavy..it was like needle piercing through the skin..
Had to stop my bike, and rushed to a nearby platform..
It was my shelter for few minutes..
As the intensity reduced, took my bike and stared again…
With the thought in my mind – the one which served as a shelter for me for my minutes is the home for many..
Though the heavy down pour stopped, my heart was heavy with this thought…
It was the tears of poor which had given such a heavy downpour..isnt it?

Thinking…

It has always been like a drift in the waves…I pursued everything which came on my day…
Nothing was the one which I opted or the one I desperately wanted..
Schooling with decent grades. if not medicine…then engineering ..Yeah 4 years gone…
IT boom…was in IT….
Quite sometime I had thought what I want or what I want to be?..which is the one which would bring me happiness
Its not that I had thought…its always there in my mind…even today…
For almost quite sometime in a professional career, still am not sure what I am destined for ? L

Blogs

Blogs are a great platform to showcase ones views. Be it sharing memorable ones or the ones with a sad note, penning down ones thoughts is therapeutic. It removes a sense of loneliness and gives a strong feel that someone is there to share with. Just do a web search, and if your blog appears in the first page of the search, isn’t it a great feeling either? Adding to it, getting comments from someone for our writing, is a feel of heaven, especially the first comment is worth mentioning. I had the same feel of recognition for my first piece of scribble. Need a platform to appreciate something, to throw frustration, to crib at something, to pen down the so called poems (It’s the way of describing my poems) - then the window is Blogs. There is always a big curve in ones face as the count of postings in the blog keeps increasing. One cannot miss the feel of goodness as the profile view count increases. Blogs surface as platform of learning as well, right from sharing of recipes for newly weds, to discussion of technical stuffs. Rightly blogs could be said as one stop shop of forums. For the net freaks blogs serve as therapeutic. Phew! What about the left ones L…Yeah they are missing something good. But hope with tech advancements they would catch up as well. Blogs serve as a great platform to share views and express ideas and it’s truly therapeutic!

கேள்வி

அன்று என் கிறுக்கலை கவிதை என்றாய்..

இன்று என் கவிதையை கிறுக்கல் என்கிறாய்..

மாறியது நீயா என் கவிதையா

அன்னை

ஆணி எப்படி சித்திரத்தை தாங்குகிறதோ

அது போல் என்னை தாங்கிய அன்னையே ...உனக்கு நன்றி சொல்ல வார்த்தை இல்லை..

உழைபாளி

மணி அடித்தால் பசிக்கிறது..
கையில்..பணம் இல்லை என்பது மனதிற்கு தெரியும்..வயற்றுக்கு தெரியுமா?
அறை ஜான் வயிறே நீ உழைபாளி
நீயோ நேரத்தை பர்கவிலை ..அனால் உன் வேலையை நிறுத்தவில்லை

விழி

விழியும் ..மனமும் காதலர்களா ?

மனம் வலித்தால்..விழிகள் ..அழுகிறதே...

நம்பிக்கை

நம்பிக்கை..இது தான் என்னை கட்டிய அன்பு சங்கலியோ...

Live ur life

For years it went on with questions,
What if she mistakes me
What is she gets hurt
What if he thinks bad about me
What if he finds me wrong
What if she minds me
Never ending questions and assumption..
It has been fool of making one self on making compromises
Live a life for you..and for the ones who care for you...
It took sometime to tell no..It took sometime to tell "who cares, I will do what I like"
It took quiet somtime to live a life...
Life is to cherish, enjoy and live...Leave the ones who pulls you down.
.Live for you and for your loved ones my friend!

Loneliness

I was alone, I realised how many friends were around me
I was in dark, I realised true people around me
I was drained, I realised shoulders in which I could lean upon
I was betrayed,I realised pals whom I can count on
I was sacked,I realised whom I could trust upon
My realisation are in good number
Alas, people in my life are very few.
Still I thank God, for giving me few hearts which really cares for me!

வெட்கம்

வெட்கம் என்றால் என்ன? என்று கேட்டேன்

நீ அழகாய் இருக்கிறாய் என்று சொல்லி, வெட்கத்தை உணர்த்தி விட்டாய்

வேண்டுகோள்

உங்களுக்காக வேண்டாம் ..ஒருமுறை அவளை எண்ணி பார்...

உன் பிள்ளயையை எண்ணி பார்..உன் வீட்டை எண்ணி பார்..

தலைக்கு கவசம் அணிய மறகாதே என் நண்பனே...

:-)

When I was four I longed for a bright frock,
When I was 10 I longed for a bicycle, I got one but not that I wanted.
My wish list kept on increasing..
It included good education, fun around me,
Hang outs, party freaks around, good job with a hefty package..
Endless desires. And wishes..
It dint take long to realize all these are empty..The real happiness is a big curve in my face and in my people around

விரும்பும்

நீ விரும்பினாய் ..அவள் விரும்பவில்லை ..
அவள் விரும்பும் பிரிவை குடுத்துவிடு ..
வெருபதினால் சென்றுவிடு ..பின்தொடராதே

பெண்

பெண்ணை பூ என்று சொன்னாய், அவளை கசக்குவதர்கா ?
பெண்ணை தெய்வம் என்று சொன்னாய், சிலயயை திருடுவதர்கா ?
பெண்ணுக்கு தாய் , தோழி, தங்கை , என வேடம் குடுத்தாய்
பெண்ணை மதிக்க வேண்டாம், மிதிகாதே

உணர்தேன்

அழகான பூக்கள் ..

அதை ரசிக்க, கையில் எடுத்தேன் , கசங்கி விட்டது

பூக்களோ கூடைக்கு செல்லவில்லை , குப்பைக்கு சென்றது

உறவுகளும் இப்டித்தான் என்று உணர்தேன்!

Realisation

I had eyes, still I was blind.
I had ears still I was deaf
I had brain, still I was brain dead
Got up one day. Time had flied…
Two years had passed by..
I had none to question around
Asked aloud, Oh god why you made me like this dumb struck for two years
Softly heard a voice, “oh dear at least you woke up now.
Its just 1 percent of your life. You have years to live and cherish
Nothing to regret dear
Look around and be cautious….
Listen to others, don’t get influenced…
Trust but don’t believe any..
Think before you decide….
If something is to be blamed, it’s none other than you…
Nobody could be claimed for your mistakes…
Get opinions, but final decision should be yours..
Be friendly but don’t get carried away…
These are the beautiful lessons which you had learnt..
Aren’t these enough to lead your rest of your life peacefully”…
Yes, nodded my head gently!

It happens...

Was rushing to my house...my workplace is in the thrid floor...Taking the stairs in good exercise...but it never suits me. So rushed to the lift. A gentelman was already there inside..The door was about to close, then it opened..I peeped outside to see if someone is standing..There was nobody around...Again pressed 0, now again the door opened and closed..getting bit bugged again checked who it was..None...Sighed..again pressed 0..Gently from behind came a voice "Mam what are you tring to do?. You are pressing "3" instead of "0" thats why the door is not obeying you!!!" ..It took few seconds to realise...Cheaply my eyes twinkled, couldnt hide my embrassment....Felt what a great day!!!!It happens...:)

நட்பு

மறப்போம் ....மன்னிப்போம் ...

மறந்து , மன்னித்தால்வரும் லாபம் நட்பு ...

கோபத்தினாலும் ஒரு லாபம் உண்டு.....ரத்த கொதிப்பு

வியந்தேன்

வீட்டு நாய் காணவில்லை என்று அழுகிற பெண் ஒரு இடம்

பெற்ற பிள்ளையை கள்ளி பால் கொடுத்து கொல்லும் தாய் ஒரு இடம்

வியந்தேன், உலகத்தை கண்டு.....

தோழி

அன்று உன் கண்ணீரின் அருமை எனக்கு தெரியவில்லை ..
இன்று அதை உணர்தேன் என் தோழியே...
அன்று உனக்காக நான் இல்லை ..
ஆனால் இனி, உன் கண்ணீரை ஏந்த என் கைகள் இருக்கும் என் கண்மணியே......

My trip

It started on June-24, with 8 folks and with bags full started for a adventurous trip with loads of excitement. Thrill started in the railway station itself, with a pick pocket trying to snatch our hand bag. But we managed to get out of it. The train was bit filthy, but we dint mind as we had our minds focused on our trip.
I need to definitely mention the courage of a women whom we saw there in the train. She boarded the train, leaving both her kids and baggage's in the platform. Just then the train started but the kids were still there in the platform. The people there helped the kids to board the moving train. Gush..we were relieved...Have only seen conservatives mothers. For the first time saw someone like this.

Next day morning we reached Una-a place in himachal. From there took a cab to Manikar. Manikar is the place where one could find hot springs and a gurudwar. But the travel was very tedious. Had to stop the cab then and there. Do you think for site -seeing..nay,...for vomit..what else?? Managed, and we reached Manikar. Hot spring was awesome. People cook using that. With rising fuel prices this one is really pretty good. There was also something like a bath tub which had sulphur water in it. People believe if we have a dip in it, we would be hale and healthy. Next destination starts..Started to Kulu. River rafting is something which one shouldn't miss there. It was really thrilling and adventurous one. A ride for 7 kms. Really good one. The rafter was our almighty that time. I believe it was the pyas river. Not sure of the spelling. :) There was nothing much in kulu. Then we moved to Manali. To our disappointment Rothang pass was blocked that day. Had to stay an extra day in manali. Did some shopping...Next day we moved to rothang. As it was off season, it wasn't fully covered with snow. But still it was exciting, standing in a peak with 13000 feet high. Had a horse ride there. My horse was so meek, I was riding on it, always thinking it would push me anytime.

From himachal, we moved to punjab. Dint have much of time to explore golden temple. Just had a glimpse. It was glittering and was very really a boon to the eyes. We dint miss to see Jalianwala Bagh. And our final move was to wagah border. Its a must visit for all. All would get goose-bumps on seeing the jawans march. Patriotism was the feel there. Nearly spent some 3 hours there. Said bye-bye to punjab and boarded the train to Delhi. Here ends the trip. As I had written it wasn't smooth everywhere. Midnight by 2, our cab broke. We went searching for some good hotels. But that time i realized, how lucky to be a girl. We could be cozy and sit in one corner, leave everything to the guys. They would arrange everything and finally take us there. Same thing happened in our trip also. Amongst 8 only 1 was fluent in Hindi. Hats off to him too, for taking all others and bearing our broken Hindi as well. :)

அழகு

நரை முடி ....

உடம்பில் சோர்வு ....

ஆனாலும் என் அம்மா எனக்கு அழகு கண்மணி ...

கேள்வி

நேற்று வரை அவள் ராசியாய் இருந்தாள்

இன்றோ அவளை அமங்கலம் என்கிறார்கள்.

ஏன்? அவள் விதவை என்பதாலா?

அவள் இதயத்தில் அவன் என்றும் வாழ்கிறான்.

பின்பு அவள் எப்படி விதவை ஆவாள்?

விபத்து

என் கவன குறைவால் விபத்து ஏற்பட்டது

ஆனால் பழியோ குறுக்கே வந்தா பூனை மேல்

இது தான் பழி ஒரு இடம் பாவம் ஒரு இடம் என்பதா?

மௌனம்

நீ மௌனமாக இரு!
நீ சரி என்று சொல்வதினால் வரும் சந்தோசத்தை விட,
நீ இல்லை என்று சொல்வதினால் வரும் துக்கம் அதிகம்.

Lost.....

In fact I don’t remember when it happened. .. I think roughly some 10 years back...an experience of getting lost...we were having a district selection for badminton match that day. Woke up early..with white skirt,white top and white shoes pedaled hard to ICF ground. We were asked to assemble there. Now all seems funny..But that day we were praying that we should get selected. Now all those look stupid and silly...we were around 10 people there...My coach and his wife took us to other place, where the selection was scheduled. In fact I dint know which place it was. I remember that its a school....His wife gave us glucose,biscuits..we were fondly going behind here...match begun...we played our game..."I shall".."Cool"..."common".."Victory is waiting for us"..these were the words all around. Infact we were the junior most I believe...Lost the match...Dint feel for it..I was all more excited because that day I was leaving to Hyderabad for my vacation...If I would have won also I should have sacrificed my vacation. So one way happy compromise...Then that aunty dropped us to ICF ground. All dint return, only me and my friend as I had to leave early she accompanied me. Other people stayed there for a while...Now only the exciting part comes..we dint know how to reach our place...she left us in the stop and asked us to take one route which would lead to ICF ground..But in vain..it took some half an hour to find the ground...by that time all energy exhausted...Now had to pedal back to house...First time in life to my house I was asking for traceroute..what a pity...my sweet little friend accompanied me all the way...though I dont remember the day or the year..still the memories remain afresh. I dedicate this scribble to my sweet little friend acchu..

வலி

பத்து மாதங்கள் நீ உதைத்தது வலிக்கவில்லை ..
அவளுக்காக நீ சொன்ன ஒரு வார்த்தை வலித்தது ...

Dream...

God said it’s your last day, just do what you like...
Phew...just 24 hrs in hand...
Got up at 5 am. first time of course...as its the final day
Took my skate shoes, went round and round...flying like a bird..
Two hrs gone!! Oh i should pick my next activity.
Took my phone diary, called all my friends
Called all of them to just tell, you mean more than anything in my life...
Called some to just tell a sorry if I had hurt you...
Dropped in some of the places to just get their sweet hug...
Couple of hours passed by, time is precious as its the last day..
Had my favorite road-side pani poori...
Cycle ride- awesome, why should I miss that..No way...next mission is that!
Shopping, that too for someone else- wow a great feel….
Yes, my next task was to get some gifts for my loved ones...
I wish I had one parachute ride also, but were will I get that?
No time to search.. So I dropped the idea...
Finally just a few minutes for the clock to strike 12….
I was lying in my mom's lap.
This is the best moment of the entire day..
She woke me up...hey its a dream...
Wow I have lot more years to enjoy and have fun and not just a day!!

Motherhood..

Morning she woke up with the strike of the alarm...
Was moving around her home, as busy as a bee to get things done….
Finally rushing to her office, she was welcomed with pile of mails….
Escalations....deadlines...timeline...these were the buzz words..
She could hear the jargons.."we will do it".."dont give up the momentum".."we as a team"...
But all these reminds her only one thing.."Its your headache. Either do or die"..
Staring at the monitor searching for out-of-box solutions….
Often seeking the help of Google and wikipedia...Finally she gasps. Its done...
On rushing to her home, her kid came running and hugged her….
This is the moment of her life, which means everything to her...
The toils of the entire day vanished with the word "mummy"..
Motherhood- God's greatest gift!!

Sorry...

You said I am good, I too will turn old...
You said I am humble, what if pride eats me?
You said I am bold, nope I am weak...
You said I care what if I turn selfish?
You said I am straight-forward, what if I turn crooked?
You said am intelligent, what if I turn out to be silly?
You said am honest, what if I turn out to be a liar?
Change is something permanent and inevitable
What if I change?
I don’t want some one who would tell …"I like you but"...
I want some one who would tell…, "But I like you".

Journey..

With loads of excitement, I was traveling to the capital.
Excitement not just because I was going to a new place, it was my first air travel too..
After the initial checks, I was into the air craft.
One..two..three...the flight took off...
Each and everything around me were amusing and exciting me..
I appreciated science and Wright brothers for the first time..
What a creativity and innovation, hats off!
The air craft pierced into the sky, and was flying like a feather..
With clouds around like a scattered cotton..
Safely landed and I was in Indira gandhi airport..
Return journey was just the opposite...
It was some one hour before the board time, but I was still at my home.
With 80 km speed rushed to the airport.
With heavy luggage’s, I was running from one post to the other.
With just a minute left for the boarding to close, I got into the craft
I was received by two gorgeous looking women with a broad smile.
Hiding my excitement, I managed to bring a curve on my face.
I was gasping for breath, and it took sometime for me to come out of the excitement
By then I was there in my home town...

Memories...

Life is awesome, so much to cherish and enjoy!
The V.Gs and stars of primary school
First bicycle ride,
School annual days, and the bright badges..
Big fights for unit test ranks & tearful farewell
The first day of college…
Friendly ragging of seniors & college crushes.
Unforgettable college trips
Deadly semesters and adorable holidays…
Threatening internals, enjoyable lab hours!
Antaksharis and dumb-c's exclusively for bus travel
Most memorable bus-Day’s
Mouthwatering road side pani pooris and ever to cheish kayendi bhavans…
Little fights and reunions with friends
Ego clashes and endless sorry's and its-ok's…
colorful holy celebrations..
Just like that treats and get-togethers.
The list goes on and on...
So much to adorn… enjoy….appreciate..
I pity the ones who choose pills rather than to enjoy this beautiful life.

Missing you

If you were there, I would have felt secured.
If you were there, I would have had a shoulder to lean upon.
If you were there, I would have had a life time driver
I imagine of having bike rides with you, why did you leave me?
I think god is cruel and heartless, so only he created problems in your heart
Am I an atheist, no I have faith him.
He is the one, who gave me this beautiful family.
He knew that If he had taken you, after I had been with you, he knew I would have felt your absence more.
So he took you from me before I could see you.
If you were there I would have said with heads up-right, you are there for me,
Now what shall I say?

Placements

March 31, most memorable day in my life.
The whole world would have slept, but 2k6 SSNites weren’t.
With butterflies in stomach, SSNites were buzzed with activity.
It was 10pm I had my tech interview. God have I ever stayed awake to study!
But the full day we were hitting hard with our books.
By 12am results were announced. We were flying high.
I reached my place by 2 am, waiting for my dad to come and pick me up
He wasn’t there in stop, I started walking to my house as if whole world is mine.
Some one came and asked me what are you doing here, shall I drop you.
Had the guts to tell mind your business at that odd hour too.
God where did I get that courage!
My dad came to pick his little sweet kid.
Than congratulating for my offer, yelled at me for walking alone to my home.
My eyes twinkled and walked with pride, am not a kid anymore
A pre-final year student with a offer letter in hand!!

Friendship

Why did you come into my life dear, is to wipe my shredding tears
Is it to lend a shoulder to lean upon?
Is it to love me dearly?
Why did you come into my life dear!
You left me when I realized we were inseparables
You left me when I had none around me
You left me when I had none to care for me
Why did you come into my life dear!
Is it to show me the scar of friendship?
Is it to show me what friendship is?
Why did you come into my life dear!
I owe to destiny to make us meet again
Life is short, will you come before the petals dry in my grave my dear friend?

Mother

You gave me this life!
When I topped school you said good.
When I topped secondary you said ok.
All would say praise loudly criticize softly.
But why were you other way to me
Is it to mould me & shape me?
When I had a first fall, you were the one to hold me
In all my successes you walked with me
In all my failures you carried me with you.
Now I knew you thought the triumphs would crown my heads with pride.
I owe everything to you, for what I am today
I don’t believe in rebirth, but want you forever & ever.