November 11, 2010

What is the age?!

I am fascinated by this aspect called ‘LOVE’ that each one of us is in search or at least dream to be in one...lest it be a failed or an unsuccessful one...!

The feeling is great and it immediately sends signals to the hormones of your body and the activation sets in...leading to a lot of powerful consequences.

I see people in and around walking gaily as if floating in air rather than walking on the grounds...makes me ponder does it has so much of capability....!

At the same time I wonder what happens if they fall on to the ground...that's when the quote of Shakespeare comes into my mind - "Don’t fall in love but raise in it..." how aptly said he...! :)

People not only fall into it, the raise again quickly to fall into it again. I love the way everything changes the instant they are in and out of it.

The breeze that is tender is a wonder, the smell of earth divine, the song is a hymn, the words flow, there is energy, there is charm and there is everything that sings the glory of you.

Now, at every age this feeling is different...I see old age couple who are in love with each are more compassionate and more endearing not physically but mentally too.

They are concerned about each other’s well-being, needs, requirement, concern and everything revolves around both of them...of course they have spent the mature ages together in romancing but now they see what they can do best for each other...!

The middle age couple romance in a different tone. They see themselves in the kids they have and capture the unseen and glimpses of their childhood. They fantasize each other’s childhood that they missed, in their kids. They are happy with their offspring and they cherish it like that it their creation and everything goes in a round way with them in the center.

The newlyweds are the people who romance as if a new found relationship. There is nothing but them. They alive in each other’s eyesight and there is nothing that bothers them. They are happy being together and living with each other. They seem to come into our sight only when they need something otherwise it is their own sweet heaven!

The love birds – what do I say about them. If there was something called as heaven where things of comfort and free flowing wine that intoxicated you from head to toe - they say - it is here in on earth and when I am with her/him.

Oh! What beauty and what efforts of exuberance. You cannot get them to listen to you; they listen to each other and ignore almost anything required or essential. I wonder if at all they listen to each other coz their state is something like half asleep and half awake. The eyes are always in search, the mind restless, the heart beating against the bone cage, the feet walking into destination less paths, the endless songs of music and fun, the flutter of the eyelids, the hands that are ready to clutch, the souls that want to mingle as one, the body that are etched together, and many more happenings that are happening without a sound…!

What can one do, other than just taste the diligence of it.!

The love birds are the ones that come at a larger age range of one’s lifetime. It starts at the teens and travels till we settle down with someone that we choose or destined with a degree of adjustment or tolerance.

There are exceptions to the said consequences and age references, but whatever the cause be or age there is certain amount of indulgence and elixir in the word or sequence called ‘LOVE’, that makes a human being go crazy and lose his balance.

Coming to think of it, every time we hear someone’s in love we say, ‘Oh! That’s not the age…’ so my question is when is it the age?!

Whatever the age is the reactions are the same, aren’t they?!

July 07, 2010

Dad...!

Mother, is someone who gives life to us…!

Dad, is someone who holds our breath till we last…!

I agree, mother nourishes us and brings us forth into this world

Dad gives us all the necessary things to get us flourishing…!

We learn to walk, talk, laugh and cry on his hands and soul…!

We report and deport to him as and when we can,

He is there even when you don’t want him….

He is there in all your first’s and lasts…

Each time you say this is your first time, he says, “I know….”

Each time you say this is your last time, he understands.

You tell him it is so pleasant and you have never felt it before….

He says, “Yeah it is one of a kind…go and cherish…”

He knows he is fading in his duty…

He wants you to be happy forever and lets us do all that you could do in his lifetime…!

He is there even if he isn’t…!

He takes the role in your spouse and you see him blooming once again!

Being a mother can be an experience…

Being a dad is lifetime achievement….!

That happens only once and that is when you tell him, “You are a dad…!”

Forlorn Love!

Oh! It was for you that I learnt so much…!

It was you who saw me grow from a small girl to a maiden

You are the one who brought in so many changes

You stood by me when I failed

You stood by me when I fared, fled and came back…!

You saw me fall in love and raise in hate…

You filled me with joy when you poured

You had me sway in happiness when you gave me that warmth…!

You are the one I always lorn to get back

It is where I would want to breath my last and end my day…!

To you come always in wonder…

You expand and show me your width

I wonder how you grew so huge and spread with crawled legs…

I like you for the way you are and what you make of me

I am wanting to be with forever and ever after

Happily will I engage myself…in the soliloquy that we converse!

I am longing to be with you my love…

You are all that I can ask for…

You made me what I am today and will stand grateful!

My first city of love – Chennai!



Did I?!

Did I ever tell you?

You are so sweet and dear…!

You make me shiver…

You make me shudder…

You make me smile and shun away in shy!

You make me feel wet…

You make me yonder in love….

You make me wait for you…

You make me drool for you!

I just love the way you are….!

So pure, so white…and so sharp that you prick me with your love.

You are my thirst and you drench me with a shower…!

Every time I am with you I wish for more

The more I have of you the more I look for you

You seem to come to me like a summer dream…!

I am yours…come take me!

Oh! Sweet Rain…!

June 21, 2010

Smile

Dragging myself, I got into the boring office.

Swing door slid, I thought, “Gosh, 6 hours to go before I get out of that door.”

I heard, “Hey Kavi, I recognized your voice from the library.”

Bewildered I said, “Hey Sujay, good to see you.”

I looked forward with a smile stuck to my face.


June 19, 2010

It happened one night.......!

Kumar, I want to tell you something.

Yeah, tell me…my love…!

It is your fault; if only you listened to me.

What?

Yes, when I asked you to stop the other night.

Did I not stop it? – moving closer to her, clutching around her hips.

Well, you didn’t and the window pane is smashed.

June 03, 2010

Schools Reopened

Yesterday, morning I could see the school kids back at my bus stop, we share the same space to board onto our respective buses…they to their school and me to my office.

They are accompanied by people they can relate to, mom, dad, thatha (grand-dad), patti (grand-mom), sister, brother or the maid of the house.

I could see some faces brightened by the sight of their own kinsmen standing…some of them were quite and some were asking a lot of questions as usual.

There was more color to the school uniform than usual, they were bright and crisp and were smelling of afresh. There were brand new bags, new lunch boxes and a uniquely designed water bottle to go with it.

The bag were full of new text books and new note books all covered in brown sheets and labeled with several beautiful label stickers.

All of them were enthusiastic to go to their new classes, which was waiting for them with the ever complicating problems of mathematics, growing boundaries of geography, intriguing science, the captivating history, the bewildering civics, the over whelming social studies, the more rich English and the language that was getting little tough and rough.

The classes were new and the teachers new…out of which some were favorites, new classmates, new benches and a renowned knowledge and the sense of growth of our knowledge and the physical growth of us!

The fresh smell of the books and notebooks, the conversation over the different combinations of brown paper, lamination sheets, labels, the geometry boxes, the graph notebooks, the geography workbooks…all alluring and intriguing.

Well, it is that time of year when the kids and grown-ups start afresh in school and college with an advanced step and put in all their efforts and hard work to get rid of the ignorance they hold true to themselves and bring in the light of everything we see, read and sense!

Looking at all of them taking new steps towards their life and study, I felt even me got to be enthusiastic after a week-long gap and got into my bus and started my journey to the office with an added zeal from the Yoga classes I attended and looking at the zealots.

PS: The photo used in this blog post are taken from the Web. Please, raise if you have objections to it, will be more than willing to replace these photos. :)