Iniya Tamil Puthaandu nalvaazhthukkal...

April 14th
Iniya tamizh puthaandu nal vaazhthukkal!
A special day for the tamil folks indeed.. siginfying the beginning of a new year...
The day usually begins with amma waking me up over n over again, n pushing me in to the bathroom for head bath. new clothes...Temple visit follows..
The best part begins after this.. A whole day of lazing around with amma's aweosme food.. payasam, vadai , vetha kozhambu, molagu appalam.. etc! wow!!!
Sun TV, Jaya TV, Raj TV on n on.. all airing diff programmes n new movies,..
meeting cousin...

Seems a world away..

My tamil New years day today...
Difficult to define when it began.. stayin up upto 5 30 am makes it difficult to define wats day n wats night! Well, officially , for tamil new years day, I woke up at 2 30 PM.
exams in a week... so pretending to study! 6 inch sub, instant noodles, 3-in-1 coffee..
for the whole day!
Brilliant menu.

well, yeah, iniya tamizh puthaandu nal vaazhthukkal.

RAIN

A million thoughts were running through her head….The drive had been good... She got out of the car and felt the first drop of the rain fall on her shoulder… she looked up and was rewarded with a few more drops that were starting to fall at an increasing rate…The drizzle became a shower…the street was becoming empty fast.. everyone was running for cover….

She would never ever understand why people would ever want to stay dry and not get wet in the rain.

She stood there.. lost in thought… the “million thoughts” in her head were being washed away by the magical drops from the sky. She started walking… away from her home…in the opposite direction, onto the road, a road devoid of people, of vehicles, ignoring the are-you-crazy look many people were giving her… all work lay forgotten..

A clasp of thunder and a bolt of lightening jarred most people and made them look for safer places to stand. ..but.. to her.. it was music.. a theme befitting the magic of the rain… she walked on.. her clothes drenched thoroughly…her spirits soaring…her heart singing with joy.. her face revealing the happiness.. the kid in her unleashed… rediscovering the simple pleasures of life…

She reached her favourite place- a place that frequently saw her – in her happiness and sadness…. She stood at the first stair of the long winding fleet and looked down at the world lie beneath her in all its glory… the deafening fall of the rain playing tunes in her mind…

The simple pleasures of life… AH!

Life is beautiful after all…

" Rain drops and Dance.... A Strange kind of romance..."

Home sick....

Homesick.

I'm homesick to-night, just homesick,
O! how I long once more
Just to sit as of old in the twilight
On the step of the old kitchen door
And watch the meek cows in the farmyard,
And the colts in their frolicksome play
Or standing contentedly nibbling
At the stacks of the sweet clover hay.

I'm homesick to-night, oh so homesick,
Just to be there once more,
And stand where the golden sunshine
Falleth across the floor;
Or to sit by the open window
Where the breeze blows happy and free^__
There isn't one spot in the old home
But brings some tender mem'ry to me.

I'm homesick to-night, O how homesick,
Never my tongue may tell,
Tho' my heart may break with longing
For the scenes that I love so well;
But the dear old home in the valley
Will be mine, O never again:
No more will its sunshine cheer me,
And wishes and tears are in vain.

^__Mrs. Ella Goodwin, Ludell.

Hurt

When your heart
Has been broken
And stepped on
It leaves you hesitant
Reluctant to try
To give in once more
To open up To emotion
To dip your toe
Into the mire
Into the ocean
Of desire
To dip your toe
Into the ocean
Of unknown emotion
If you don’t
Enter the water
You wont get wet
There is no danger
Of being dragged under
Should you take a chance?
On love again
Throw caution to the wind
Open yourself up to the pain
Or the pleasure
Feel the love
Washing over you
Immersing yourself
The waves washing over you
It may drown you
If you do
If you resist the temptation
You will be safe
Unharmed in your segregation
Yet a single moment spent
In the refreshing waters
Stood on the ocean floor
Is worth a lifetime
Spent safely on the shore

The Rainy Day

The Rainy Day……

All sounds ‘round me begin to fade away

As I’m transported into a new world of grey..

I look out and see sloping roofs, in shades of red,

The trees clustered together, a canopy of green bed…

The skies grow progressively darker

The gentle breeze gets enjoyably sharper…

The clouds pregnant with liquid gold,

Ready to rupture and shower – to put life on hold..

The yellow ball of fire usually so bossy and loud,

Now gets so shy and hides deep inside a cloud!

The world now is so pretty and sweet…

Oh! How I’d love to live forever in this retreat…

The clouds finally open up and sprinkle the world with its essence

Arising from the ground are the tantalizing scents…

The shower gets stronger, the winds more powerful..

blowing the droplets on to my face, awakening emotions so beautiful.......

In this world of mine, I can hear a voice calling out to me…

Asking me to slow down and live life carefree…

In this depth of silence I can hear the beautiful song…

The song emanating from me, buried and hidden so long!

I fall in love with nature ,over and over again…

As it fills me with radiant bliss and slowly erases all pain..

SLOWLY……

- L Preetha

arms outstretched...
reaching towards the glorious sky...
starless..
yet i cannot tear my eyes away from the tantalizing velvet of black.
the pleasant breeze carasses me...
not a sound to be heard around...
my mind is blank..
not a thought drifts by...
oblivious to any sign of life around me....
is this what is called heaven?paradise? bliss?suddenly...
i hear a familiar ringtone n jerk back to reality and pick up my noisy cell fone...
"hi appa"
"hi Preetha... wat r u doing? "
"not much dad.. just lying down outside Yong Siew Toh conservatory of music.."
"hey ..isnt it 1:30 am there?? make sure u don't catch a cold..take care.."
"sure pa.. ill take care... na apram pesaren... ill call u in the evening 2morrow..."
"ok .. odamba paathuko!"
"ok pa.. bye..good night ..sweet dreams..."
"good night..sweet dreams..."
i come back to my own world..
but this time..
my mind is not so blank...
it goes into a whirl of thoughts...sweet and sour..
random people walk in and out of my thoughts..
some significant people stay...
making me muse overwhats actually happenning in my life..
the wind gets colder and rushes thru...
i turn to my side and curl up..
suddenly aware of a pair of eyes looking at me...
YIKES! the security guard from inside theYST conservatory of music gives me suspicious stares..
i then drop my reverie..
and decide its time ot get back to my room..
switch on my laptop....
get back to the real world..
where things are very different from what i just experienced.....

My Favourite Poem!

The Road Not 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—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.