October Diwali 2013

This Diwali 2013 ,in the month of October gonna be different from the past. Iam all set to spend time  with birds and  falls along with my silly friends ,who can be silly to the core.That Sathya is no more who wants to somehow put her home in a house.Enough of running behind that dusty nest and trying to be religious with all so called rituals.Now Madurai is so far compared to Norway.Iam convinced to say “hi” to ganeshji on the roadside ,when I run to catch my Volvo bus.Might be my less  favorite  hero Ram could have come back from Ayodhya with Seetha ,might be mohini  could have destroyed asura on this day .Whatever it is Iam not available here,rather going for a wonderful long drive  with pals from different faith.  Sooner can see some post on Balmuri,edmuri  falls and Rangandhidhu bird sanctuary.

This Diwali gonna be happy to the fullest not really with diya’s and sweets, but with white winged flemingos and fish fry.

Mitch -My love in ur words

Want to write about "Have a little faith" book by Mitch,one of my favourite author.He writes all those subtle things in such a way where we really fall in love with his inkpen.There were days when I was crazily behind his words,still the same way but bit matured.Nowadays all my facebook quotes are flowing from this faith book.Love your words more than your face Mitch.
Mitch is not a complicated guy who can say ten stories in ten ways to ten different person,he has one story and that's it for a simple book.

Distancing

Distanced my thoughts,deeds,..........................When I turn back ,I see a huge gap without connecting certain dots.Its true,I dont bother to connect those lines.Let dots hang as it is,those ridiculous mistakes which makes me to slap myself while seeing the mirror till now.If I write story  after 3 decades,I can find lot of holes without fullstops.
Wanna convey my apology one day or other,and its today, for conciously ruining all those beautiful relationships around me.Some ageold friends,half known faces and round faces with whom I was not ready to exchange my  contact number version 2.0.Can be Iam searching a burrow,with less number of rats in and around me.The shameful thing is I dont regret too ,as Iam in the venture  to bury my identity.

lighter

 There are people whose talk can make me listen to shankar Mahadevan's music and to scribble some poems.Making me feel light as feather.This time its Deva

Taxi Driver

Taxi Driver - After a long long time ,blocked all my routine work and went back to the usual state of killing time by watching movies .This time its "Taxi Driver" .More than the movie, I preferred  "Walking contradiction" album which the hero speaks about .Those lyrics are quietly brilliant .I was not having patience to finish with the movie as its nothing more than the usual,loneliness follows the hero,which he could have taken as a good sign .Lotmore I can do If Iam all alone.Then he searches for an angel,who became a known devil from an unknown angel,which is usual in anyone's way.He cribs his way which he could have eliminated by shifting to a convincing place though its a myth.All of a sudden he becomes a rebel trying to save a single prostitute who loves her job to the core .At one point I started to think what this guy is trying to do with his loneliness.In nutshell to say ,I felt good with the dialogues ,well-received from my end.He was literally sitting in a drainage and preaching those ringworms to find shelter in Himalayas. The hero is "Robert De Nero" who has nothing else to do with his loneliness  except cleaning  the flithy city.My suggestion is he could have become a poet if he could have made a ride to Thames River with his same Taxi .

Darkest-Darker-Dark

 This day 13 Aug’13 .The darkest day before  three years.Time rolled on,cats passed by,marriages happened,yes things moved on for the world.The lady who taught me “belief shouldn’t be questioned” too moved on.Those  fish shaped eyes and shiny long hair in her dusky skin made everyone to say “She is one such woman” when I introduced my mom “Shanthi Balakrishnan”. voooooooow!!!!! Such a pretty young lady in her early forty’s,who looked the same without wringles from my birth till her death. Still I remember the cat which passed by and the purple saree which I chose for her as she is one such lady who takes pride in all my choices.I wished that day to be a nightmare,it wasn’t and that rain was the witness. All the emotions I showered over you is resting somewhere peacefully.Illa amma,somewhere something is right,without my awareness Iam getting detached from the system.Each day loving to spend sometime at workplace  with cup of chai in solitude ,becoming a silent spectator.Conciously Iam ruining many beautiful relations around me .Somewhere ,few folks demand my presence ,but the point is Iam always absent from what they speak as present.After scribbling all my random thoughts ,going to bed with the belief that you stand as a whole within the statue waiting for my prayers.As a traveler to say,I loved those moments inch by inch.

APPLE-The dreamjob

"Think Different,Be out of the box,be crazy,be a story teller " all goes for the person with sharp nose wearing potter's specs.Its Steve Jobs. I came across biography of Steve Jobs by Isaac .Just skimming those Couple of pages captivated my attention towards that quietly brilliant writing.My wishlist is now updated with "APPLE". Wanna connect my thoughts with Apple too.