இறப்பது மேல்!!!

‘தடால்’ என்று அடித்த பிரேக்கில்

திணறிட்டு எழுந்து

தூக்கம் கலைந்த விவரம் தெரியும் முன்னே,

“ஆடு அடியில மாட்டிக்கிச்சுப்பா”

என்று ஓட்டுனர் நடத்துனரை பார்க்க

“நம்ம வண்டில தானா மாட்டனும்?”

என்று ஆதங்க பட்டுக் கொண்டு இறங்கிய நடத்துனரோடு

இருவர் சேர்ந்து இழுத்து விட்டனர்

ஆடு ஒன்றை.   

கால் முறிந்து, கண் செருகி, வாயில் ரத்தம் தள்ள

உயிர் துடித்துக் கொண்டிருந்ததை பார்த்த போது,

“போராடுவதை விட இறப்பது மேல்” எனத் தோன்றிற்று.

“நாய் தோரத்திட்டு வந்ததால  

ஓடி வந்து விழுந்துடுச்சி”

என்று சொல்லி முகத்தை சுளித்துக் கொண்டு

ஓட்டுனர் பேருந்தை நகர்த்தினார்

அடுத்த நிறுத்தத்தை நோக்கி.

நாயிடமிருந்து தப்பிப்பதாய்

எண்ணிக் கொண்டு

மனிதர்களிடம் சிக்கியது ஆடு.  

பிழைக்க வழியே இல்லை

பாவம்...

-மகா.

நீண்ட நெடும் ஆசைகள்!!!

என் பிம்பங்கள் அனைத்தையும்

சற்று நேரம் ஓரமாக அமர வைத்து விட்டு, 

என் அகத்தை உற்று நோக்க ஆசை. 

பார்த்த பின்

அதனை உடம்பில் இருந்து கழற்றி

பழுது பார்த்து , சீர்திருத்தி, துடைத்து

திரும்பி மாட்டி கொள்ள ஆசை.

என்னுடன் எப்பொழுதும்

துணைக்கு வரும் எனது நிழலை

சற்று தோளில் சுமந்துச் செல்ல ஆசை.

நான் உதிர்க்கும் சிரிப்பை எல்லாம்

பொறுக்கி வைத்துக் கொண்டு

என் அழுகையில் உபயோகித்துக் கொள்ள ஆசை.

என்னிடம் இருந்து வந்த வார்த்தைகள்

ஒவ்வொன்றும் திரும்பி நின்று

ஒரு முறை என்னிடம்

அனுமதி கேட்டுச் செல்ல ஆசை.

நான் எழுதிய எழுத்துக்கள் அனைத்தும்

ஒன்று சேர்ந்து நீண்ட நெடும் கண்ணாடியாய்

விரிந்து நிற்க,

அதன் பிரதிபலிப்பில்

எனது ஒரு பாதியையேனும் கண்டு விட ஆசை. 

-மகா.

Strange Relationship!!!

               I don't know who she is. She comes to the bus stop once in a while where I board my college bus. I don't know where she lives. She always wears a white salwar kameez. I don't know how old she is. She carries a brown backpack and also a handbag. I don't know what she is doing. Whether a college student or an employee at any company or a labour, I don't know. I only know one thing. Her round eyes with grey pupil isn't something to be sighted and move on normally.                  

               When I talk about a girl's eyes, I feel like the readers may think of this post as a chance for me to express my secret crush about some girl I have seen before. If so believe me, it is not. We humans from our evolution on this world to this minute I am typing the post had lived our lives by engaging in relationships. We created relationships. We overruled them. We got cherished by them. We made them cruel. We disavowed people around us because of some relationships. We sacrificed ourselves for the people because of the same relationships.  Are these relationships that humankind engaged the only possibilities for any two humans to have a connection?  Who are the first two humans to have a friendship in the world? Who are the first two people who become siblings to each other? Who are those two persons to become first teacher and first student? Are these relationships were predefined?  Did anyone know how it would be like to have a friendship before someone started being friends for the first time?  It happened worldwide as civilisations started emerging, I accept. But there should have been two persons who longed so much and should have had a desire to feel the friendship. 

           

             The girl I met and I have a strange relationship. I don’t know whether she feel the same. I don’t feel any love or I don’t have any soft corner on her. But still, whenever she comes my heart starts pounding. I don’t want her to talk to me or share things with me. I don’t want her to know that I have this kind of feel about her. I don’t want her to see me or sense that I am staring at her. I neither want her to expect anything from me, nor do I expect anything from her except one thing. I want her to come to the same bus stop once in a while and stand in front of me. I want her to do it for my whole life. I want her to be that part of my life.  

   

Interpretation game!!!

            

                 I often encounter people, who do right interpretation, wrong interpretation, slight wrongly interpreted, somewhat correctly interpreting etc.  I certainly wonder, why these much variations in this human interpretation process?  Doesn’t a single thing existing in this world deliver single meaning for everyone?  Isn’t it a case in which, it doesn’t matter whether I feel or others feel we come up with same understanding?   It may or may not. It doesn’t matter whether we interpret right or wrong. It lies in whether we interpret what we are supposed to interpret.   Take a look at the following incident.

          

           "My friend and I were viewing the projects displayed by our peers at Science-Expo'15 that was conducted by our college. When we entered architecture department, we encountered many beautiful art works. Especially the ones drawn by a girl called YYYY. Her paintings on the canvas looked excellent.

          There is this one canvas that drawn my attention. In that, a girl wearing red dress is standing on the sea shore, wind blowing her hair away. Her face turned opposite to the sea.

On seeing that, I asked that YYYY, ‘What does the picture describes?’

She said, ‘There is no concept hidden in it. I just drew it when I was 16.’

        

I thought for a while and called my friend who was then viewing another architectural model.

“Dude, can you figure out what this picture is trying convey?”

YYYY looked at me in expectation and my friend starred at me as if I asked him a complex IAS question.

‘Ok let me say. View of a sea shore is meant to be felt in person and is supposed to interpret it based on their own perspectives. This girl standing in the Canvas is looking opposite to the sea view, standing on the shore. It means that, she is looking back at her life and sensing that, her life is more beautiful than the sea view.’

YYYY looked at me in amazement. My friend smiled at me and we both congratulated YYYY for her wonderful work."

           

       Viewing the world around us as it is may not make things beautiful. If we start interpreting those things close to our life hood in a way that makes us happier, then the world will definitely seems meaningful. Like I interpreted my life’s beauty in YYYY’s art even though she doesn’t meant anything or like my interpretation about my ‘Interpretation theory’ in this post while something of that sort hadn’t happened.

-Maha.  

Nothing to Worry

Nothing is there

to worry about birth

as we had started our journey

long before.

Nothing is there

to worry about our death

as we are somehow

going to reach our destinations.

Nothing is there

to worry about present

as we are sailing safe 

still.

-Maha   

வெட்டி வீம்பு

எவ்வளவு தான் இறுக்கமாக

மனதை வைத்துக்கொண்டு,

அவள் வீட்டின் பக்கம் ஒருமுறை கூட

திரும்பி பாராமல் கடந்திட வேண்டும்

என முயற்சித்தாலும்,

அவள் வீட்டு முற்றத்தில்

கொஞ்சி விளையாடும் குருவிகள்

காதோடு காதாக கேட்டே விடுகின்றன,

‘எதற்காக இந்த வெட்டி வீம்பு ?’ என்று!!!

-மகா. 

Change of View!!!

               We humans as a part of world's revolution,each and every one of our lives too are undergoing revolutions from time to time.  When we were a child we might have seen things around us in a way that seems cazy even to think now. As we growup, we ourselves can notice that our thought process had changed from what we were to what we are. There may be many perspectives, not only aging, to see this view change in our minds. What makes us really think about this world, events, life, a person's character, behaviour, our own characterisation and behaviour and everything happening around us is 'How we are shaping this change?'.

You may ask, 'Does the result of this change is upto us?'

I would say, 'Absolutely yes'.

Talking about the change of view of  grownups when compared to kids, I would like to put up a poem I wrote once. Here it is,

Dear Kid, 

I want to convey certain things to you... 
Your smile is inexpensive. 

Smile as much as you can.

After grown up,

you can't smile without any worries. 

Your heart is so pure now.

Try to keep it the same way. 

After grown up, 

you can't be sure about it's purity. 

Your sleep is indispensable.
The way your eye lids gets closed 

when you feel sleepy 

without anything in mind is 

the most beautiful scene to watch. 

After grownup 

even though your heart wants to sleep happily,

 your mind object to do so. 

When being a kid 

people around you even stand upside down 

to make you laugh.

After grownup 

you need to stand upside down 

to make others believe 

that you are not some one to be laughed at. 

When you are kid 

others watch your actions 

because of your cuteness. 

After grownup 

others watch your actions 

because of suspicions. 

When being kid 

you dream of becoming grownup, 

which anyway you are going to achieve one day. 

But after grown up 

you regret for becoming grown up 

and wants to become a kid again, 

even though you know it's not possible. 

-(Grownup).

             When I started my interest towards writing, my view on the things around me had been a cliche ones. They never had shown me the real beauties or I never had seen real beautiness of life. Upon continuing my works, I slowly started realising that my thoughts on certain things were not as same as before. It disturbed me. Yes, the things which didn't disturbed once were so dreadful to imagine then. This disturbance urged me to pen down a short poem.


If

sighting a crow 
flying at night 
or
crossing a road 
watching the water 
overflowing out of a vessel 
or
staring at rain
pouring on the road 
where no one is there

doesn't disturbs you, 
Then you are lucky!!! 

-Unlucky 

            I couldn't accept certain happenings around me.  It made me think more and more and my thought process got evolved along with it. Thinking about the education system I am leading seemed meaningless to me. I wanted to question each and every one who pushed me into such a kind of system. Before that I was just a do-what-is-asked-to-do kind of student. It made me understand my revolutionary process(my view  change).  The significant part is, first I realised my views are changing, second I understood how and frome where particulars thoughts or attitude had came.
I learned to shape my views according to the life I am leading.
Like I said before,

Each one of us has our own views and thoughts. 
Each one of us has our own lives and deeds.
Each one of us has our own perspectives and theories. 
Don't expect the world to accept your thoughts, 
But don't stop spreading your thoughts. 
Don't expect the world to work based on your theories,
But don't stop trying to prove them. 
Either Change your view, 
or Change the character 
that is stopping you to change your view.

                                                                                                                                                        -Maha

"Be the Change you want to see in the world."
                                                  -Mahatma Gandhi