Tuesday, May 27, 2008

idhuvum kadanthu pogum...


Today I was discussing with a very close friend of mine from Chennai about the difficulties in Life !

To which she quickly typed something that was so simply put yet spelled the very reality of life.


There is a saying in Tamil
idhuvum kadanthu pogum...
it sort of translates to..

even this will pass
like... whether its pain or trouble or heartache or anger...
it will all pass away!


I am eagerly waiting for my pain to idhuvum kadanthu pogum.......

I await thee happiness! I await thee............with a open mind and open arms!

Monday, May 26, 2008

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Quote:
You are impotent to understand anything beyond love
Unquote

Sunday, May 25, 2008

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सुन्या सुन्या मैफिलीत माझ्या
तुझेच मी गीत गात आहे
अजुन ही वाटते मला की
अजून ही चांद रात आहे
कळे ना मी पाहते कुणाला
कळे ना हा चेहरा कुणाचा
पुन्हा पुन्हा भास होत आहे
तुझे हसू आरशात आहे
सख्या तुला भेटतील माझे
तुझ्या घरी सूर ओळखीचे
उभा तुझ्या अंगणी स्वरांचा
अबोल हा पारिजात आहे
उगीच स्वप्नांत सावल्यांची
कशास केलीस आजर्वे तू
दिलेस का प्रेम तू कुणाला
तुझ्याच जे अंतरात आहे

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

To God with love................


I have been very selfish when it comes to asking favours from God. Seeking help only when distressed, remembering him for trouble-shooting all my deeds, praying direly when in a soup and sometinmes even resorting to bribing him with a promise or two to turn my up hill struggle into a smooth ride.

I just dont feel like that anymore.............I wont do it even if I loose........for I know its not worth all the trouble he shall take for me!

I love you god for all the good things you have blessed me with!

More importantly a human heart that is not devoid of Compasssion!

Thank u!

Friday, April 11, 2008

Pictoral Lessons


Check out the difference between Marketing, PR, advertising and Branding

Credit: Plagarised from Net

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Perdition



Mind is smeared with the traces of past

It has never really bonded with the present to last


Nostalgic images invade the canvass

leaving it bright but blighted by the absence of time


Time..........and I tore in 'betweens' and 'beyonds' of reality

enmeshed in eachother like two visicious serpents of sorts


Falling ......failing....fleeting volte-foce thoughts,

calling......crying.......craving .........but cannot


Dying trivial mellifluous optimism,

smothered by improbable melancholy


A routed spirit with all temerity lost........

awaiting eagerly to breathe its perfunctory last..............


...............By Me