Just like that :)

Sun in winter!

Rain in scorching summer!

Are they not cherished?

Anything in full is uninvited,

A blend is crucial!

But When to be & when not to be?

Where to be and where not to be?

Who determines?

I am far off ……

Neither can I linger here forever...

Nor can I haul out from here at once.
The roads are to be trekked…

However they may be

Greener or paler…

They are merited.

That,Sets my heart free to myself

which defines my life,
In humble submission to nature’s tenderness

To remain better and bright.

Perhaps so,

A comfort in ache :)

No mood to name !

Thoorangal neendana,
Mounangal thodarnthana,
Namidiye irukum
Ariyaa vuravai unarthava ???

Endralum , inithana enaku .....

Distance reminds ur Love! :)
I think i found love....

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I dream, i m lost most times!
Ek Taare zameen par resembled me too much!
Living in a fantasy world...
If so, dont i know the reality?
Nope, I know, but Could i ever change that ?
Why to crib about that when i can dream?
I love that serenity!

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I speak ...to every entity thats close to me!
Ofcourse , rarely human beings!
People laugh at me, who cares?
They listen... they dont argue!
I have someone ( oh no, some things)
Which hear me !

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I argue........... to every human
Whom i find close to me,
I know not to show love,
Instead i fight !
I pity, they will never know
that i really like them !

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I forget........... every person
Whom i never want to hear about again,
I know not to show anger on them,
for whom i lost my respect....
I pity , they will never know,
that i already forgot them!

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Who am i??? the most contradictory specimen !
I knew not! i could hardly comprehend me ....


P.S: Will Continue this series ...if i wander thro' the same mood:)

P.P.S : I found love... wuf! again i contradict all..
I dont mean i found my partner(for all those who raised eyebrows)...i said i found that i too know to love !
I do love my baap n maa :) dont I ?

On the streets of Basildon :)

Wow!! A beautiful place of my kind...calm...beautiful roads, lovely flowers adorning them, greener pathways, pretty houses leaving my heart n soul in peace! I m often seem lost in this serenic beAuty .... Ofcourse , not new to me, but now a little longer thAT i come to the real world :)
This small poem is in memory of him ;) ....

We spoke not of the sun, nor of the fair growing moon
This soul, whose day was done
Had never claimed its share in all those
Yet its rare...rich heritage had won...
Special bond had formed...

So thro' my heart, there winds a track of feeling...
A path of memory that is all my own ...
Wherto...
Twas here ,
We walked when ferns were springing,
When birds were singing in the greener and pleasant shade...
Twas here .....
His phantom beauty ever stealing
My thinking eyes!!!

The Fancy of his image on me falls...
Walks with me with a slow step
At every turn and corner ....
And touch my happier day!!!:):)

Cheers,
Lady Peare
I walk for thee:):)
P.S : If u have read my initial posts...u would know who is he:)!!

Goals – They are stars!!

Was there any goal to this journey???
Definitely no purpose.. Just a write up.. It goes on as much as it would, as much as it could.. it stops when it cannot go further...

Well, let me start , the question which had the uncountable number of occurrences in my life is ‘What is your goal in life? ’ ,’what would you like to become?’...
I should say the answers too had as many occurrences and each being unique & distinct.. Though in the end, it appeared that I had never had a choice in that matter.. Every move was irretrievable,and fate directed each step towards what I am now ?!!

When I was three years old, goals never disturbed the open, uncorrupted mind of a kid. I had always imagined to be a girl who recites thirupaavai and sings ‘Chinna chinna kannanku ena vendum’ in some temple.

Freedom fighter
Little I grew, my imagination grew to something heroic..
I was acquainted to freedom fighters Lokmanya Tilak, Bharathiyar etc. through cinemas and dramas. I wished to become a freedom fighter never knowing that the freedom struggle is already fruitful till I was taught that I am already a citizen of Independent Bharath.
‘Why not?’ Then who is this chief minister, Prime minister?? Are we not ruled by them .’’. I will fight for freedom, the hearers were bewildered at the innocence and arrogance of the little kid.
An orator
Books, Debates, Radio programmes entered the kid’s philosophical cerebrum.
As much as I read, I loved to deliver and preach others. And I was so enthusiastic and energetic, I never hesitate to speak before any number of people. The crowd was just an entity without life.. I spoke with all passion.. Now I could realize how people tolerated me for speaking subjects which could never be understood by children of my age... The fearlessness and courage in me always pushed me to think myself us a great orator....
Singer
I was ten when I joined my music classes, my passion grew, I heard lot of music, sang with all reverence...
The pattu paavadai and the jimiki whenever I sing, amused me so much..
The comments that I got from the maami’s and maama’s made me prepared to become a famous singer & sign my fans autograph books...
An IAS officer
Come summer holidays ,the circumstances prevailing at home would be serious fun in the evenings..Quiz time for me and my cousins. Dad will be the scorer and the judge .In order to win the game, I started seriously preparing for the evening show with the CSR issues. My favorite column being ‘Toppers talk to u , My biggest Mistake’ ..etc.. I started loving to go to Thillainagar, just because my dad said that the district collector resides there. I built my home there, my swing in front, my car with the siren…all in dreams!!
A soldier
Republic day Parades , a show which could make me immobile… The discipline and the uniformity exhibited by the soldiers stole my senses.. I wanted to live like a soldier… once I told my mom, ‘ Ma, I want to die the death of a soldier.. ‘ for which I was slapped and was told,'I would have kissed you if you had said, that I will win as a soldier'
English Professor
English-Not just a language ..It’s a relation, It’s an entity in me, no…emotion in me.. I love my English classes..I gained a measure of peace, a hysterical pleasure..What not??? Everything in my life..How I would listen to Shakespeare retold by my English teacher..Often I thought, it was the proudest and the noblest of all occupations in all dignity and honor to be an English Professor…
A psychiatrist
By now, I was fifteen years I was given the option of choosing my group..I wished to become a doctor. A systematic plan not only for preparation with time bound targets but also for specializations after doing my UG was drafted..I wanted to become a psychiatrist..
A scientist in ISRO
Space shuttles, Missiles…All fascinated the budding Mechanical Engineer. I had always dreamt of being an young scientist, who works with heart and soul…


It goes on and on… What am I now? I have never dreamt of being a Software engineer… Not even a faint memory that resides in me says I wished to be a Computer Engineer…
But I was taken in a path which I have never ever felt to choose… Nor I felt I should …
Goals…what are they? I really do not know … I reached where I never dreamt of.. with destinations where I wanted to, becoming distant lands where I could never go to ….

For me..Goals are just like stars..they are uncountable…
They can never be reached unless you are destined to ………

That’s the fate of my Goals

Wings of hope

‘I m sorry’ , she tried to wipe her eyes, but the tears would keep coming.So before she waited for the response ,she walked away down the street.
It was the best she could do, and she was happy that she did it…She took a quick breath and walked fast. Her cheeks still had those silver gems resting as an ornament proud enough to be seated there..She saw him on the way as if she was destined to share her happiness with him..She told him what had happened.
‘Was that stupid? ‘ ,
‘Not stupid kid, Brave , you have courage…And that will help you go thro’ everything..I am happy that I know you’
‘Is that all? :)’ , she giggled ‘ That’s just about all it is.. A gesture or an emotion? I do not know ,But I could not see those birds which are created to fly in the air , get caged, just to keep a residence decorated …’
‘Mm, But would anyone there would have expected you to do that ?
‘Not at all..the lady was explaining with earnest efforts , how to feed them & how nice they will behave when guests are in …..’
‘Oh..touchy touchy …then??
‘I wanted to make her guilty of clipping the wings of the poor bird..but I knew it was useless. The lady knew no harm when people around are there to buy. So I said none of it, instead asked for the price..she took a bird from the cage. As she was taking, I could hear her voice say something, but couldn’t decipher what she was saying, I could hear only my heartbeats saying,’ I have to get it out , Its an act of faith, faith on its freedom to live …..It was important to me…’ I took the bird with a shaky breath in my hands, gave one sweet look at it implying, ‘You have taught me to be courageous enough to do what I want…thank u, the freedom is yours .Live it’ It didn’t take long for the bird to perceive my thoughts..It was more intelligent than I thought, gave me a soft look implying a ‘thank you’ …

I released the bird from my hold and it flied happily .The lady stared at me, gave her the money , and couldn’t stand there for long to hear her speak.. So said a sorry and came back…Goodness, I feel I did one good deed …which could make me feel happy at heart ….'

‘Mm.,It’s the beginning..I look on the bright side…Whatever , I couldn’t imagine doing it..I may think, and I will leave it there’
‘You can’t leave it there, if u imagine a little more’
‘What do u mean?’
‘Place u in the cage, Imagine u to be inside…you will ACT’
‘Hmm…where is it coming from?’
‘Never you mind that..I am destined to be like this , as much as the bird is destined to fly …
‘ Well, Yes’

She was at peace…. Seeing her wings of hope flying high :)