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ஒன்றாய் சென்ற நம் ஒற்றை பாதை பிரிந்தாலும்

என் உலங்கையில் இருந்த உன் ரேகை மறைந்தாலும்

என் இதயம் உன் நினைவை ஒரு போதும் மரக்காது


நம் வாழ்க்கை பாதை மாறி இருக்கலாம்

நம் காதல் மடிவதர்காக அல்ல

இன்னும் சில காதலை வாழ வேய்பதற்கு

நம் காதல் அழியவில்லை

அது வானத்தில் வின் மின்கள் ஆகவும்

நம் இதயத்தில் அவை என்றென்றும் அழகிய ஒவியங்கள் ஆகவும்

இனிமையான நினைவுகள் வுடன் ,

நம் வாழ்க்கை என்ற பயணம் முடியும் வரை,

என்றைக்கும் உன் காதலுக்கு அடிபணியும் என் சிறு இதயம் .........

இப்படிக்கு

உன் அன்பு தோழன் ..........

தொடரவும் இல்லை முடிவும் இல்லை !

கண்கள் சந்திக்க
வுதடுகள் மலர

கானல் கடல் ஆனது
மனமோ மாயம் ஆனது

மந்திரமாய் நாட்கள் வருடமாய் தோன்றியது

வார்த்தைகள் வற்றும் வரை
நிமிடம் குட வுன் இதயம் என்னை நீனைக்க மறந்து போக
நீனைதாலும் பேச மறுக்கும் உன் உதடுகள்
கடிதங்களும் ,வார்த்தைகளும் என்னுடன் மட்டும் வுரிமை கொண்டாட

கண்ணிரை துடைக்க தோல்கள் தருகிறேன்ன் என்றாய்
உன்  அன்பு மட்டும் போதும் என்றேன்

உன்  முகம் மலர செய்வேன் என்றாய்
என் இதயம் புன்படாமல் காவலனாய் இருந்தால் போதும் என்றேன்

உன்  திட்டை கேட்டால் தான் வுரங்குவேன் என்றாய்
என்னை ஒதுக்காமல் வுன் மனதில் ஓர் இடம் தந்தால் போதும் என்றேன்

நாட்கள் பறந்து போனதை போல
 உன்  வார்த்தைகளும் வுன் இதயத்தை விட்டு மறந்து போனதென்ன

காதல் இல்லை என்றாய்
உன்  நட்பே போதும் என்றேன்

உன்  நீழலை குட விட்டு செல்லாமல் மறைந்து போனாயே

என் அன்பு குடிற்குள் இருந்து , காற்றிலே பறந்து செல்லும் பறவையை போல தடங்கல் எதுவும் இன்றி

பிரிந்து செல்ல முடிந்த வுனக்கு
என் காதில் சொல்ல இரண்டு வார்த்தை இல்லை போலும்

சத்தியம் செய்து விடை பெரும் முன் வேகத்தால் பிரிந்த நம் கரங்களை போல
தொடராமலே முடிந்த நமது நட்பும் .............

BEAUTY

I'VE seen the moon,i've seen the rose,
Objects of beauty they were,i thought,
But when i saw you,i forgot all those,
For compared to you,beautiful they're not!


For you cannot be like the moon,
The moon is spotted.
Neither the rose,They wither too soon.
Your beauty surpases all of it!


Like how the waves swim over the sea,
Like how gracefullness defines a deer,
Like how the bees sweeten honey,
Like that is your voice to my ears!


Nothing more subtle,
Nothing more sweeter,
Nothing more beautiful,
Your voice makes me go deeper!

Again one of my collection from my bro it seems to talk about beauty but it signifies and explains inner beauty of our relationship!

"ANGEL"

Angel in my heart
When I have no one to turn to
And I am feeling kind of low,
When there is no one to talk to
And nowhere I want to go,
I search deep within myself
It is the love inside my heart
That lets me know my Angel is there
Even though we are miles apart....:-)

A smile then appears upon my face
And the sun begins to shine.
I hear a voice, so soft and sweet
Saying, 'Everything will be just fine'
It may seem that I am alone
But I am never by myself at all.
Whenever I need my Angel near
All I have to do is call...:-)

An Angel's love is always true
On that you can depend.
They will always stand behind you
And will always be your friend.
Through darkest hours and brightest days
Our Angels see us through.
You are one of my Angel.
Perhaps I am one for you....;-)

Written to me by sweet bro!

"longing 4 an eternal companion.."

As i tread past the empty, moonlit streets..
with every step, crumpling the fallen autumn leaves..
i yearn for a reassuring hand to grip mine n walk along

when i'm curled up in deep distress,
with my eyes overfllowing with tears,
i look around expectantly for a strong shoulder to lean against

when i feel depressed and low,
forcing a plastic smile on my face so gloomy,
i wish someone out there makes it real..;)

when i'm all alone,
with not a single soul to stand by my side,
i pray for an invisible friend to embrace me with pure love & never let
go!

at the times when i burst out with rage, when i shriek in anger;
i hope 4 a tolerant heart tat spots the immature kid in me..
and endures my juvenile tantrums wit xtreme patience..

i desperately hunt 4 tat unique companion..
who knows me in and out...who sees through me..
to whom i can fearlessly confide everything..

i'm seeking a soul...
a soul to whom my hapiness is ecstacy..
who can make me cry with laughter..who can skillfully sense even traces of sorrow in
me..

i hunt 4 tat "someone"..
who boldly reveals my faults..detects my wrongs n imperfections,
and helps me correct them..

one who always has an ear...
..to all my kiddish acts, unlaughable jokes,
to my endless questions & who cares to answer them

one who's geniunely interested in me..
who accepts me the way i am,
who loves even the silliness n shortcomings in me..;)

wish there's a frnd without whom i'm incomplete..
who's always there 4 me..who never turns his back on me..
...even if the whole world does.!!

one who's never reluctant to advise me, warn me, order me,
mock at me, criticize me, yell at me,
or even raise a hand against me, when there's a need to..!

he who loves me like my mama..
to whom i'm the world,
who's presence can make even a billion dollars seem less than a penny;-)

And at last.......
my, seemingly interminable quest for an "eternal companion" came to a halt..
..when u popped up in my life :)

and life with u is..
sweeter than barrels of honey,
brighter than a milllion moons,
more colorful than a garden of butterflies,
more beautiful than peacocks dancing in rain,
livelier & cheerful than a new-born's smile...

n life without kk is more than impossible!! :-)

My Dream world

I want to go back to the time
When war and mass killing are read only in textbooks
I want to change our history of tomorrow
Where heroes are not only confined to 19th century

I want to see a revolution, spreading across our country
A revolution like that happened during our fight for freedom
A revolution which people worked day and night
Working hard to create a better place for us to live as we enjoy today
Freedom fighters fought against East India Company
Today's fighters have to fight for freedom against terrorism

I want to see our future generation to be proud of us as we are today of our past and
present
I want to hear the young kids tell the names of our present fighters when they are
questioned about their heroes
I want them to realize heroes are not seen only in history channels or history books.
They should realize that they themselves could become a hero one day
I want them to be aware that history and heroes are not only confined to India pre
Independence


If suffering of innocent people spirited the great fighters of the country to raise their voice
Don't the innocent people suffer even today by inflation, corruption, terrorism, politics,
and poverty?
Why these sufferings are still unheard when we can hear and unseen even though we can
see?
Why their voice does not hurt our hearts?

How about starting a new revolution?
A revolution to change India
Make it a better place
A place we all dream off

A place where farmers do not commit suicide because of debts
A place where people do not bribe for their license
A place where no fear exist in our mind about unknown things lying around
A place where human greed does not destroy the nature
A place where water does not have a price and is inexpensive then oil
A place where projects worth crores are not stranded because of uncalled strikes
A place where people do not have to be get stuck in a traffic for hours when a politician
is passing by
A place where people come forward to help an accident victim
A place where companies do not fire their employees just so a foreign counter part has
crashed
A place where India is not worried about outside reactions
A place where poverty does not dwell
A place where old age is not spent in an old age home but treasured
A place where every child goes to school
A place where children do not waste their childhood to earn minimum wage
A place where free from caste and religion
A place where unity breathes and everybody stands and work united for a better world
A place where tomorrow does not worry us and we sleep in peace
A place where histories are created for tomorrow
A place filled with peace, happiness, nature, kindness, and love
A place where every Indian from all corners of the country fights for the innocent people
just like they would have fought for their own blood
A place where we stand together to fight against the evils of our society
A place where every individual is proud of the motherland and understands the
responsibility that comes with it
A place where trust penetrates in everyone and love sees no boundary
A place where people believe that India is my country, Indians are my people, and it is
my duty and responsibility to be there when my country and when my people need me
Ambika

Poem by a soldier's young wife:

I am always proud,
Proud to be your wife.
Am proud to be brave and strong
Brave when I pride myself while I let you go to war
Strong when I always belive that you will fight like a brave lion and
Return back with victory
I am always proud
Proud when people address me with your name
You made me strong
You made me brave
You thought me to be confident
You though me to be independent
You gave me courage
You gave me faith
You gave me love
You thought me how to live
You thought me to how to believe in ourself
You thought me "what life is"
You always told me "Life is just a game, Sometimes you win sometimes you lose, but
the game should go on and there is always a next chance"
But, I miss you while you're away,
Sometimes when I see the television my heart melts away,
Watching your peer killed right away,
But, my heart always keeps saying that you will be safe and fight the enemy bravely.
I miss you when lonely nights hunt me away,
And then I always believe that the time will pass away
And it's just few more days,
And my bravo will be back and safe and like always with victory
I worry that you may catch cold in that freezing land,
I worry whether you ate on time,
I worry whether you get enough sleep,
I pray that you should be awake and attentive and not get into enemies trap
I pray that you should be strong and not to worry about us,
Cause I am always their there to takecare of our sweet kids
I miss you when our little kid asks to sign his report card
I miss you when the big one wins a prize
I miss you when am alone watching the kids marching their victories
I miss you when I hold back my happy tears myself
I miss you when I see the empty seat next to me,
I miss you when I don't have your hands to hold on to see those happy moments
But I keep saying to myself that 'time will pass away'
And you will be back to us right way.
I miss you when we go for shopping
I miss your jokes at the dining table
I miss the way you teach lessons to kids
I miss the way when you hold me tight and assure me in difficult days
I miss you when I don't have your shoulders to cry
I miss you when I couldn't share things with you
I miss those weekend days, when we get up really late
And together cook up a heavy meal and go for movie
And dine at a restaurant and see eachother Laugh the Cry
I miss you when I look at our pictures
And I always remain by the side of the phone hoping that you will call me
I miss you when our birthdays and anniversaries remain just in the calendar
I miss those warm hugs and your romantic gifts
I miss you when I wash your clothes
I miss you when i smell your favourite perfume in it
I miss you when I see your friends and relatives
And I miss you when they enquire about you
But am always proud
Proud to be your wife
You are mygift sent from god
And I will not let the enemies take it away
Even if they does,It will be just your body,
And you will remain in my heart till my last breath
And I will always be proud of you
Proud to be your wife
I will do my duties and give my best to our kids
And make it just the way you will do
And just in the ways you would like to do
And don't you worry I will not beat up the kids when they do a mistake
And be patient and act like you thought me
Like a friend, a father, a brother and a guide
And will make you proud of them as I am proud of you
And make them follow your steps and be a great human and dutiful citizen
And I will always remain proud,
Proud to be your wife,
Till I reach you in heavens.
Love you, miss you and waiting for you,
Your love….

The Mumbai attack

A happy party with frnz,
going on rock and roll;
A wedding, with the bride and groom awaiting a happily ever after life;
A happy holiday, wandering at the beauty of nature and the historical country;
A dinner at the best hotel in the country from first salary;
A romantic dinner to propose the most perfect person who u are madly in love with;
A victory for successfully settling a multi-dollar deal;
Can be the best moments in life;
Until, u come to know these may be the last seconds of life;
For many, who lost their families and their loved ones,
there is nothing more painful than to see them innocently being killed ......
What is this punishment for?
If all blood is of same colour what are they thirsty for?
what is their victory???
will there be an end?
will there be peace ?
Where is the love that made them gone ?
what is the compensation for the lives, which are lost?
who will replace the young widower's wife?
who will console the old father who lost both his girls?
who will dress up and cook for the orphan kid?
who will be the bread winner for the Stewards' family?
Whom will the mad lover marry?
Whom will the brother fight with when he lost his only sweet sister?
who will play with the young kid, who is saluting his brave father not knowing that he will never be back?
We salute all the commandos, who fought for the country and who even lost their lives in the battle against the terror...
We want no more;
we dont fear;
we all are here...
unitedly fighting against this quest for blood"enough is enough"!!!!
"Terrorist"
lets not beat them with stones,
but with wild flowers,
not to salute them,
but to pray to god,
that there should not be any more human souls,
triggered by the codes written by the blood thirsty viruses,
who made them lose there humanity and made them flesh eating animals,
who do whatver they are demanded for.....

A Wake Up Call:

As the time pass,we forget the past
As it goes so fast,we cannot pause

but

isnt the past meant to last?
last as an experience in every body's heart?
what is a loss?
who is the loser here?
the one who lost his life in battle
or the one who forgot the loss(many of us?)

life goes on....
those busy traffic,
those personal works ,
those files approaching deadlines in our table
the weekend parties and times with our family

how about finding time,
when you don't have time ?doesnt that makes us different!different from others,that difference which made us united?
where ever you are,
what ever keeps you busy,
make a pause ! make a difference !
make this party alive ! make it interesting !
make it fun ! make it big ! make it happening !
but in the end,
make it worthwhile !make your time and talents for a precious cause
showcase your talents
show your spirit
show that you are alive
show that you haven't forgotten those terrible days
show that you are fighting,fighting against the evils
show that you have wake up with this wake up call
i have waken up!
what about you ?

For MSUOC

My dream boy........

I caressed your hair
And you smiled at me
Just waking up from your sleep
Your pretty face just stays in my eyes,I can never forget
Running through my mind all day and night
Do you really exist?
Are we destined to meet?
I never believed in "Love at first sight"
But now i wonder i was wrong
Am in Love at our first sight, in my dreams
You are beautiful,thats true
Just like an angel from heaven to me
I wonder if its not just a dream
you could be the one i need
you could be the one i love forever
I pray for the dream come true
I am just a dreamer,hoping my dream come true
Come to me for all i need is you