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in encounter with the end…
One who has walked through the tunnel of light would be able to respond to me in coherence… irony is something that still reminds me i’m alive!
Is life just the distance between the two points birth and death?
and whats that which is said, Death and beyond?
do you earn love just to teach,
how to miss when i’m gone?
how to cry, how to get devoid,
how to just, learn to kill myself
to give up the life, where you are nowhere.
sometimes i think I’m religious,
and the rest, I’m sure of being an atheist with a spiritual face.
but if god does exist, can’t he give a 3 month notice before taking life.
says one part of my wandering mind,
the other part believes, if its sure to be death,
be it uninformed, be it random but…
why not give it swifter and in moments puff you reach the light,
no more walking slowly, advancing with painful little leaps to the end of the tunnel
where the angels or the demons,
wait for you with wishes or curses…
death has always been and will be a fascinating topic to discuss upon…
but not like today,
when i see a man with his leg twisted lying under the tyre tracks,
his legs are contorted?? why?? oh yeah i know now (as i take a glance on the other side of his dead body)… his intestine or whatever they are are already out there lying under the tyres, with blood and he has a blank reaction on his face, neither pain nor the suffering of it… he is dead, even before he realized. he must have flown through the tunnel for sure..!
Shine on Ganesh Chaturthi….
Waiting, yes waiting for him to come,
We came all the way from home
To spend a little few minutes
With the man who changed our lives
Who we owe until the end
End of not just our lives, its more.
May be the end of the world, perhaps!
Guruji, Guruji, everyone’s mind heart and soul
Echoes the same thing, their eyes fixed
On the road where the vehicles never stop
Every time a luxury car crosses
Adrenaline shoots up and until the tip of my fingers
On which lay my camera, waiting
Waiting to snap shot a moment, a proof,
I was close to him, a prestige to one’s ego!
Still waiting, my feet conflicting with my will
I’ll wait and take pictures, and won’t I?
Won’t I ever give this pain a damn?
The fight goes on and on
Thoughts gush in waves, I know they’re unwanted.
My heart wants to comment on my neighbours’ outfit
No! I shush it… There is no time to think crap.
I say, “Concentrate, concentrate, dear mind…
One second missed is a huge leap…”
“Yes” my mind replies, “I’m trying”
After all, all I need is to…. Talk?
Nope, all I need is to just see him,
Click a picture of him, a masterpiece?
No, who wants a masterpiece, that’s just for professionals,
All I have to do is catch his smile,
Or giving me a glimpse, an eye contact,
Or just a half profile face at the least.
And what do I need for that?
Luck? A bit of blessings or perhaps more blessings,
Who needs luck when you are in the premise?
The premise of divine presence.
dad’s girl.. part 1.
we were walking, when Dad tossed a coin at the begger on the pavement of Race course.
Computers… what have they done to me??
Its Jagannathan’s class now… on technical studies… and we are watching videos “modern marvels…” This current video is on the evolution of how… a computer was born… I’m drowsy and needed a siesta… so I just curled down the handle of my plastic chair… cloaking myself behind kamal’s back…. Thoughts just glided on my mind… a slideshow of the timeline… of my life… and computers…
I remember… when I was quite young… well… like about in my 4th or 5th class…. Mom had this course organized by school on computers at CSC, a famous chain of computer tutors in Coimbatore as well as in Tamilnadu… (I never liked them :|)
well, coming back to the story, I had gone there with mom… one day…and I saw these kids of my age… from a bit more of posh family I guess, learning computers… they were drawing some lines in black on a white page with a mechanical device which they held on their hand.. It was strange… yet amusing to my young mind… I wondered what it was… and asked them and the tutor said they are learning “paint” I was like what on earth is that…?? Since then… my young mind had an interest on learning that “box full of fun”.
Once when I went to my dad’s office, a nice college of my dad spoke to me with all care n affection… he offered me a picture of my choice from his computer onto my hand… I chose a dancing peacock…And voila, a half A4 sized photograph of my favorite picture in my hand in just a matter of a few minutes. I still have that picture in my diary of chocolate wrappers and birthdates. Whenever dad used to call me there was this sound of the inkjets behind his back… I used to wonder if I was really awake…
The first time dad took me to the browsing centre with him, I was just made to sit next to him… on the extra stool provided….I used to find it so boring… but still hesitated to express him the fact… I also wanted to use a PC… even I want to search on the net…those were what ran in my head’s LCD screen…
Once… I went with him… go knows what had he felt… he had booked for two cabins in place of one… and obviously it was me in the second… and well… what more would I do.. I drew a Hill in brown with green vegetation over it in paint… for about 30-40 minutes. There was this sense of Creative ability in me…my first ever digital Art!!!
JComputers being my utter love at this age… I used to love it more than anything…I craved for it, dreamt it… and at last… Got it too…
My uncle gifted one of his used computers when I was in my 9th standard…. Only I and the friends around me during the painting workshop know how bouncy I got on that day… My father didn’t really allow me to use it much…. He feared I might spoil it… as I don’t really know how to handle it and also a slight fear of the “viruses”… This added my curiosity to use it even more…. It started a craving for using the computer… dad created my online identity for the first time now… the first yahoo of mine… which doesn’t exist anymore now…
And that being my first ever computer in life… I started learning to use the internet…went with friends to browsing centers, created new ids…. Searched a lot… did a lot…. And still doing a lot… Internets’ taught me a lot… cheated me a lot…made me into something I never thought I could be… never wanted to be… and also a lot of me which I am proud of now…
It made me a blogger…made me more productive, creative…fast paced… and yet… let me be myself… Thanks PC…I’d have been here without you… but… not this happy…!!!
The road less taken.. :)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there,
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference !
— Robert Frost (1874–1963)
well… this was always one poem i applied onto my life…the one i learnt in my standard 10 but realized now…
Somewhere deep in me…i might still yearn to have taken the trodden path… but when it is the question of “would i have been happier that way?” yeah sure i would have… but “would i have learnt so much then… ??”, “would my life be a bit more meaningful now than before?”, “do i know myself more now.. than before?”… the bitter truth is yes… and i’m happy i am here…!!!
In my case….
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere two and a half year hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference !
I dont give a shit to people who mock at me now….cause I’m msel cause these thorns taught me to be that way.. which their tar layered roads seize from them….. 🙂
the questions of my question…
well…
An inner burst-ology..
Its a new lesson everyday…
A few minutes to a few hours of simple chat or just a harmless talk…a journey into each other’s past.. Man… its got a hell of truth hidden…
It aint easy to know a person so soon… so is it tough to judge someone and trust…
Who knows the one you trusted had told all the intimate secrets you had told them to another person who they think is trusty.. and that person is really one hell of a “trustworthy” and a perfect example of Fidelity?!?!?!
But still these secrets may inculcate some Ideas that you never wanted that person to develop about you?
Thank god of of the trustworthy and Fidel helped me out.. opened my eyes about being able to “judge and then trust” kinds… which I’m not sure how I could ever turn out to be.. which is totally Not ME!!!!
Bottom line: Learn to judge and think before you trust chapter explained.. 🙂