A romantic quote

While I was sitting in bus and enjoying the evening wind on my face,where the setting sun had just given way to night's glory. Just another ordinary day in office. The bus was passing another flyover where the north Indian style krishna temple stood tall,it was like the wind had carried those words and I just happen to pick it up.l submit these words at Lord Jagannath Sri Krishna's feet. If you feel it's good,go ahead and sent it to your beloved. 

"When will I find the canvas of your heart to paint my colours of love on it."

To Lord Shiva

Inspired by Shiva temples of Tamil Nadu.

How lucky are the stone carved pillars in your temple,they sit there all day absorbing you.

How lucky are the stone floors of your temple, where your devotees walk all over them. 

How lucky is that bhoomi that carries your shrine on her head. 

How lucky is the air of that land, that dances her way in and out of every corridor of your temple. 

How lucky is the water of the land that trickles down your body every hour and runs through the veins of your temple.

How lucky is the vastness of your temples where temple bells sing your glory.

How lucky is the sun rays of that land that heats up your shrine, selfishly  keeping you all to himself in his warmth.

How lucky is the night sky of that land where the moon's coolness touches your feet.

Where lullabies and smoky incenses are arranged for you and Parvati to rest for the night. 

How lucky are those magnificent entrances that stands guard while you rest.

Inspired by Sangam poetry.

With konna flowers spread across the green carpet of grass,she walks barefoot towards the konna tree.

Watching the greater coucal hop from one branch to another, where the tree has shed its leaves making way to bunches of yellow flowers hanging like gold droplets from its branches.

She says to the greater coucal,

O Chemboth, bringer of good fortune, tell me what message have the winds carried of my love that my heart bursts to know.

Devi

O Devi,

Do I have to treat you as a goddess of Nature, you are much more.

Do I have to treat you as a goddess of knowledge and art, you are much more.

Do I have to treat you as a bestower of wealth,you are much more.

Do I have to treat have to you as a wish granter, you are much more.

Do I have to treat you as a destroyer of fear and evil,you are much more.

Do I have to treat you who can make the infinite, finite, you are much more.

Do I have to treat you as a mother who provides food for her children, you are much more.

Do I have to treat you who has cure for diseases, you are much more.

Do I have treat you as a goddess of my senses,my world,you are much more.

How do I greet that which I do not know.

And yet you show us ways we can bow down to you when our hearts are overwhelmed, when words and forms cannot encompass that you truly are.

Twinkle

The twinkle in your eyes.

The smile that you try to hide.

The silence on your lips.

Don't stop, don't stop , don't stop loving.

The second glances that we share,

The nervousness that you bring.

Performer by day,

And dreamer at night.

Don't stop ,don't stop , don't stop loving.

Wonder

When I see you walking towards me to sit next to me,it makes me wonder.

When I see you catch me looking at you and hold our stares for a very long time,it makes me wonder.

When you walk right past me and catch me by surprise, it makes me wonder.

When your talking to your friends but your eyes fixed on me, it makes me wonder.

When you sit at the table right next to mine to catch me giggling, it makes me wonder. 

When you're at the pantry and all of sudden when I'm filling water,it makes me wonder.

When you're sipping coffee and I walk in to see you waiting,it makes me wonder.

When I see your best friend's around and you gather the courage to make your move,it makes me wonder.

When you enjoy me laughing at your goofiness,it makes me wonder. 

When I see your friends pushing you to talk and you shy away, it makes me wonder.

When you draw my attention when I'm looking away, it makes me wonder.

You make me live one day at a time.

To keep me hopeful for another sunrise when the night is still young.

You make me loose myself in the moments we've shared, only to make me wonder, what could it be that keeps you going on and on like this.

You thought

Life is all about fulfilling your dreams.

You thought, life is about finding a meaning.

You thought,life is all about taking revenge.

You thought, life is about getting better and better. 

You thought, life is about right and wrong.

You thought, life is about being a hero to men.

You thought,life is about serving the higher.

You thought life is about leaving your legacy.

You thought,life is about finding love.

You thought,life is about expressing your self.

You thought, you're leading your life. 

You thought, your decisions made-up your life.

Here I am just breathing life, day in and day out,staying alive.

 

Lunch Time

Sitting in the lunch room waiting for her friends.  

There comes a boy who catches her by surprise. 

Waiting at his table, he glances a look.

 

With flushed cheeks and a smile that refuses to die, she converses with her friend.

Her face blooms up like a lotus during sunrise with every glance of hers he tries to catch. 

His poise electrifies the air around them. 

His gracefulness can put a delicate white hibiscus floating in the breeze to shame. 

She refuses to give in to his magnetic stare.

And so she crackles the air with her hearty laugh. 

And yet he steals her heart with his gorgeous smile. 

And then he gets up to leave the lunch room only to leave her to the sweetness she's just tasted for the rest of the day.

From a boy to his girl

Just like how the rain gets me drenched,

The wind dries me cold,

And the fire keeps me warm,

Just like that my eyes will find you,

My lips will resonate your smile,

And my whistle will blow my love to you.

My tribute to SRK

I watched his latest movie, Jab Harry met Sejal. By far the dumbest story line one can come across,SRK's character itself admits it in the movie. Don't recommend anyone to watch it either. Only an SRK fan can survive this movie. 

But I tell you, this man is a magician! A magician of love. Even after being a fan of SRK, thinking,isn't he old for romantic movies, he has to move on now. That's when you know, this man can still keep you memerised with his performance of romance, because at one point you forget his ageing skin, you forget his greying hair. Their is no more a fine line between the actor and the character that he portrays, because you don't know is SRK in the character or is the character part of SRK himself. He is an epitome of romance! There is only one thing he does best and that is romance and to its perfection and beyond. 

If in Greek mythology, there is a god for romance, he's elevated to that status.

The perfection of that expression to the dialogues that flow from his lips.He touches her soul even before he kisses her lips. He doesn't need any of the Hollywood crap to show what romance really is. He can teach the world what romance truely is. You cannot blame a girl who has grown up watching his movies keep a certain expectation on how her man,who is but a common man by all standards, give her the hopes and dreams portrayed .Even a mere imitation of this God's work can truely bless a couple who are meant to be.

Happy Mother's Day

Her Hands

Her hands never knew time when we woke up in the middle of the night. 

Her hands never knew fear when our naughtiness got us into trouble. 

Her hands nurtured us so that we have a brighter future.

Her hands have always blessed us so that we lead a meaningful life. 

From the day we are born till that day we part, your hands never knew distance to stop working, to show the love you have harboured in your heart for us forever.

Happy Mother's day Amma.