மனிதனானேன்!!

மழைத்துளியாய் நானிருந்தால் 

மரணகாலம் மறுநொடி என 

மண்ணோடு மறைதிருபேன் !!

மல்லிகையாய் மலர்ந்திருந்தால் 

மயங்கும் மனம் வீசி 

மறுநாளில் சருகாவேன் !!

மரமாக மண் துளைதிருந்தால் 

மாந்தர்க்கு நிழலாகி 

மம்மங்கு நின்றிருபேன் !!

மயிலாக மாதவம் கொண்டிருந்தால் 

மழை நேர மாலையிலே காட்சிதர 

கூண்டுக்குள் குமைந்திருபேன் !!

மானாக மண்  சேர்ந்தால் 

என்னிருள் நாள் ஒன்றில் 

மாற்றானுக்கு இறையாவேன் !!

இவ்வனைத்தும் பூல் இல்லை 

என் இப்பிறவி என 

கர்வம் கொண்டு,

மனிதனாய் பிரப்பெடுதேன் !!

காலம் நீண்டு...

கனவுகள் கண்டு...

ஆசைகளை அசைப்பூட்டு ... 

இன்று, முன்கூறிய ஐந்திடம் தங்கிய 

முப்பேரு  இல்லை என்னிடம்..

உண்மை !!

நிம்மதி!!

அமைதி!!

Green saree Fairy!!

A green saree is what she wore;

Our mother so good as others allure!!

Her greedy children hate nature more;

She's almost nude, striped and tore.

She wept so hard, the land got sunk;

Her rage so deep, much life were bunk!!

Why from her the love did nick?

The one she needs is we at least think.

Farms and garden now to stitch it back;

Better late is good than always lack.

She's slowly back from a total hack;

Shu'nt all do this rather one in lakh??

Tiya...... A tiny review!!

I have traveled with him for a week, unhurried, with such a calmness. 'You are much more than what you think you are, and you can achieve more than you are achieving now', said Hans to Tiya and that made all the difference.Though not a great expert in art of reading, I write this to just say about a book I read. Though super fictional, it has simply but sharply conveyed about humanism though being genre under spirituality. Tiya flies through many personalities or character masks I would say, making us understand how we and people around us put up ourself to the world but how our inner sense longs to be aloof from this 'mayas'!!

The author Samarpan seems to have lived and living his life seeking for the truth of the soul and this book must be a outcome of it. Some books create a deep impact right as a pointed rock on your mind, but so gently and peacefully, still not influencing your originality. One such book is this Tiya. Tiya takes you along through the world of people we confront daily as a hotch-potch. Everyone should read and fly with Tiya once, to sway through the soul of the world's untrue realities and to attain an unnamed calmness. I wish and suggest one should read it in a slow pace, prolonged atleast over a week's time, to imbibe the pleasure it would give you. Sit in a corner of your home ans start your flight with him, TIYA. You will feel like your eyes are closed and as you travel through a fresh salubrious air upon peaceful hills. I swear, I felt so till the last page of it and magically, yet when I write this. Enjoy reading!!

[N.B: this is solely based on my view for this book.]

Have a Happy day!!

Jack and Jill, went up the hill!!

                                              I was musing about the emotions that fill in our days, at-least more than one each day. Egos, expectations, disappointments, heart breaks, love, truth, false, fault, experience, regrets, money, fun to be, future, family, feud, cheating, hypocrites,criticism and what not??. To explain or discuss about the days we pass on, any one of the emotions from the said list had to be picked up. We pull in an invisible cover and be never out of that. As we grow, the topics to discuss grow along with us. But is this the real "we"? To turn and walk back to see a long road walked through.

"Jack and jill, went up the hill, to fetch a pail of waaaaaaaaaaater...............!", cute rhymes, cute chairs, cute dressing, cute bags and pencil box, cute friends around, cute lessons to know, cute fights, cute us and a cute world. Those days were golden. Following what our 'miss' said us to do, wrote ABCD as much criss cross we could, having a great laughter for jack falling off from the hill, comparing pencil designs with friends, unaware of stolen erasers, utmost happiness when our friend has birthday, because we are allowed to have more than one to many chocolates, stammering, dancing like a poisoned cockroach and feeling it to be so classic, life becomes miserable for few minutes when teacher growls, fighting with our classmate and he turns out to be the bad character of our favorite cartoons, a scoop of icecream and a couple of chocolate can put us into the hands of any 'x', color pencils and sketches can make our day complete, Terminator and spy kids made us feel we were born, one to be, grandmom and granddad were our so best friends and this list may prolong or shrink depending on each of us. But to put it in a point, Ignorance is such a bliss, some one has said it so true!!

Jack is still falling off from the hill, in different cute voices. He is happy to fall everytime to make a child happy. We have moved on too far from him. I recently saw a kid being forcefully pulled out of his home by his father to attend school. He whined so louder. He was asking his dad to let him stay at home. H e had no mood for school. His dad tried so hard to convince him but in vain. Suddenly glared with an idea, told that he would ride the bike through the park. The flip side of the last word from his dad, his weeping eyes took steps back and smiles, he happily hugged his dad from the back seat and started to school. Another kid, felt so reluctant to take a test in a tuition center, untill the teacher said she would paste a star sticker in his note if he will do it well. This was captive enough to make the kid perform good!!

We all were so once. Is that the same case with us now? Would we flip our strongest decision for a ride in dad's bike? Would we work more productive if we are offered a star sticker? I mean just the sticker. That looks so absurd to us right? But how happier things would have been if demands were only this!

Such questions and exclamations can often pop in our mind often. But just think, how we actually were when we were kids. Did we know ignorance was bliss? Did we at least know we were ignorant? Certainly not. As office or lab is now, so were schools to us. As GATE,IIT-JAM,CSIR is now, so were the class tests. As insentives and increments now, so were lollypops and candies. As we were kids, things happened around us and the way we looked at it were the whole enough to give us all kind of emotions we had that days. But as we grow up the things tat would give us all such emotions has also grown up equally. Does that mean not we are getting stronger?:)

Confusing isn't it? I too wrote it with such confusions. To hold it all as one, what I had to share is, as we grow, so do our emotions. When we try to understand Higgs boson, ABCD would look nowhere and nothing to us. But as a kid, we all twiddled between our eyes, ears and brain to make it stand in mind. So is life and emotions. Now we feel life as a kid was happier and easier, but then they were the tune that made our lives. Beauty lies in accepting we are growing in every means each day.Saying "I was happy when I was a child" is uncertain. You must put it as"I will be happy if I am still so, emotionally and mentally". But world will call you insane. People who have strong heart to accept it can continue to be. There are already few people who has accepted it and living with that rue bliss. The point to be accounted is we ourself have an indifferent attitude towards such people.

So wishing to be a child again is as meaningless as you wish to grow older and weaker in every ways. The only thing that can make us happy yet is, we all definitely possess at least one among the moments, wishes, emotions that we once had wen we were a kid. Take a sigh and feel good for that. Search that few things within you and make your life contented for that part of you. That is what life is.

Thanks for your patience. Hope I had renewed few of your childhood memories and let your lips to go a lower crescent!! :) 

Have a happy day !!

The So(ur)real drop!!

On a rainy mid- day,

Alighted besides a breezy window.

My arms gave a mild sway-

Ignorant, what will follow!!

A rolling drop fall from heaven,

Touched so sharp my index tip.

An electron flush passing on-

Pulled me in with a easy flip.

A crystal jar or a glassy wall,

My eyes exclaimed in jarring jolt.

Deluged me that water ball

With no clue; where will i halt!!

A dirty puddle, floor or feet

On what or which will I shatter?

Winced and whined my heart beat.

But happened then is good so better.

On a blooming bud it slowly launched,

Pleasing smell and dashing hue;

Chilled and thrilled; fully drenched;

Winked I twice, to feel it true!

To end with bash, the bouncing glee-

Came ringing loud a dirty bee.

Gasped and jumped the mixed up me,

This dream I had is still so new!!

பள்ளி நண்பன் !!

ஒன்றாம் வகுப்பின் ஓரத்தில்

ஒற்றை நாற்காலி;

இரண்டாம் வகுப்பின் இடதுபக்க

இடிந்த சுவர்;

மூன்றாம் வகுப்பின் முற்றத்தில்

துருபற்றிய கம்பி;

நான்காம் வகுப்பின் நடுவில்

காந்தி படம்;

என அனைத்தும் அப்படியே!

நீ மட்டும் ஏன் மாறிவிட்டாய் ??

அட...

நானும்தான்!!

He missed it!!

A leafless branch with a singing bird,

Felt so soothed when I stood and heard;

The freedom, peace and life I thought;

He has with him but I do not!!

Luck is what, gives his birth-

For me and you its a holy myth.

Then a whim flipped in, put me smile,

For he don't feel this and sit for a while!