Bridging the sacred and the philosophical, this devotional verse weaves traditional reverence for Lord Ganesha with modern existential inquiry. Trying to address the remover of obstacles not merely with ritualistic praise, but as an intellectual anchor - juxtaposing human curiosity and the eternal questioning of "why" with the cosmic stillness of the primal "Om." Moving
“Oh My Resilient Mind” is a journey through fracture, reflection, and renewal. It begins with the ache of falling short, the sting of lost courage, and the weight of moments that feel longer than they are. Yet beneath the turmoil lies a steady pulse of strength. The voice admits its hurts, acknowledges the scars, and
Its a small world - we shall bounce upon each other pretty soon. But a memoir is must for all the 12 years of working together. Don't want to bid Bye ! and so, this is just another Hi !
How the world has shrunk and fits into the confines of your palm. The nex-gen do not bother about the borders between nations. They are just virtual-reality.
I am a nobody I am what you make of me. Same with anybody In this, we aren’t different, are we. It’s so foolhardy To pass views on everyone we see. We believe everybody give-in to what they think we might be. Each member around Seem to know about you. They go overboard To know
ஞாயிறும் மலர பொழுதும் புலர உறக்கம் தளர மயங்கி களித்தேன் ! பதினெண்கீழ் நாடியும் அத்துணை நரம்பும் சில்லென சிலிர்க்க, அறைந்ததே தண்ணீர் ! உடன்பிறந்த மக்களும் சமவயது சகாக்களும் இமைவீங்கித் தூங்க, எனக்கு மட்டும் இன்செயல்! நானும் விடுவானேன் இந்நாளில் எழுவானேன் தரையொற்றி தவழ்ந்தேன் பாசாங்கில் – உறங்கியபடி ! வெளிறிப்போகும் படி நீராலே இன்னுமொரு அடி விடுவதாயில்லை என் சனி ஞாயிறும் தொடரும் பணி ! நானும் சற்று வியந்தேன் கருவெண்மையிலும் சிவந்தேன் அழகாய்த்தான்
Stretching while still asleep It’s a Sunday Morning By a splash of water I woke up without a warning. … My off-springs, friends and cousins Living elsewhere enjoy On a day meant to doze I am not spared that joy. … I held myself aground Still pretending to be asleep Yet, no stop to my
