Thirst

I wanted to walk. Just to walk on the street. No, no, nothing romantic about it. Just walking. It's afternoon and the heat is getting to me which makes me even thirstier. The drops of sweat fall into my eyes making them burn. I jump over the river of sewage water flooding the street, only to find my feet in a tributary of the main river. I try to continue walking. The stray dogs, barking, start chasing me as I make a small run to an elevated place to dry my feet. I stand and stare at them with the thought of intimidating them. It worked, I stand there and shake my leg vigorously to shake off the dirty water. I walk some more my wet sandals making squeaky noises. The sugarcane juice seller looks like a savior in this congested, narrow place. I move towards him. There is an open garbage tank on the side giving out a smell of rotten vegetables, spoiled egg, and a strong smell of ammonia. Maybe that ammonia smell was because of the one or two men looking at the blank wall holding their crotch with occasional glances to it. I sped up trying to leave the smell behind, now I have to pee too. A girl in a sky blue and white striped t-shirt and black faded jean cross me swiftly, within moments two men dash into me as I had turned my head to look at her. Yeah, they were pursuing her, that's why she was so fast it hit me. I'm a huge guy and could engage these two or at the least give her more time to move far with a little effort. But I was taught to take care of my own business and to help only if it could not be avoided. I walk on. There is a fallen flex banner obstructing my path, somebody had mourned publicly and mother nature as always had her own style of mourning had pushed it down. Stepping on it and I walk past. The sugarcane juice seller was just a few steps away. I made up my mind to have juice now and search for a place to pee later. I went near him and just when I raised a hand to order a cup I remember I had just a two thousand rupees note.

Six sentence story: i'mperfect

I was the perfect example for imperfection. But it looks like something has happened. Now I'm seeing if the lines are straight, and my steps are slow and measured. Maybe even the examples can be  changed. So maybe they will school perfection in me. Just maybe I can be an imperfect example for perfection.

Vaimaiyae Vellum

It is not that I don't believe in God's miraculous power or against God blessing Amma. It is just that when people who put you in life assist ask for miracles is when I start panicking!

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Six Sentence Story: Blooming

Though the waiting is so long I don’t get tired of it. For our understanding transcends the thinking capability of men. Only you can bring out the best in me. Working together we have made a remarkable progress that makes people look at us with astonishment and awe. Our relationship has been so long lasting that love is the word they created for it, even that word cannot explain the depth of the feelings between us. I, earth, shall bloom and blossom when you, rain, kiss me. 

எண்ணிக்கை

புலம்பல்கள் ஆயிரம்

வடிகால்கள் சில்லறை

எண்ணங்கள் கோடி

வார்த்தைகள் சில நூறு

பார்ப்பவை அதிகம்

மனதில் நிற்ப்பவை ஒன்றிரண்டு

சத்தங்கள் கணக்கில்லை

அதன் அர்த்தங்கள் கை விரல்களில் அடங்கும்

லட்சியம் கணக்கிடுகிறேன்

எட்டுபவை எண்ணுகிறேன் 

The thoughts in a young night

The night is young, and the mind is full of thoughts

The heart yearns for an ear

To listen with ‘hmm’ and ‘mmm’ is not the end

An exchange of hopelessness to hope

A discussion of insecurities to strength

A conversation on doubts and confusions to clarity

An ear, a heart, a mouth and a mind is all the night wants

Why do days move to a young night of hope?

To speak out my heart and mind into a mouthpiece aloud

Without the realization of being a psychopath

To talk, just talk

Un-judgemental, un-advising, un-condescending

Unlike anyone I have met

The more of Them I meet, the less of Them I want to talk to

Walking is the solace in unending roads

Notebook and pen the sentinels of my secrets and thoughts

Through words, thoughts get an expression

But Them I do not want any more

Without Them and happy is the way to walk

Maybe tomorrow the young night might unburden my heart and mind

True love is found nowhere

I keep on making promises that I will be more consistent and keep posting here but I have been just as inconsistent as always. Today is a post on love.

Yup, I am talking that taboo which brings fear to parents (in the Tamilian sense) and the ultimate go-to in any movie story. A lot of people have died, killed by its name, and have done deeds which even insane men will find hard to comprehend. It should be noted people are designed to fall in love so it should be at least open for discussion.

So what is so great about this love?

Here, we all know about the unconditional familial love that is present. Let us talk about the spark that comes in a boy when he sees a girl!( no point in me talking about the girl falling in love with a boy, As I know that is the stuff of movies, let's be realistic here. Update: Sorry that has actually happened to two of my friends girls do propose too.)
I have no experience to talk about it as I have never been in a head over heels love with anyone. But what is life if you don't listen and look at people around you? I have and had friends who are deeply in love, in and out of love, was in love, will be in love, love at first sight, love over coversations in fb WhatsApp,  SMS, love in a phone call, love through shared class notes, love over a single photoshopped image, friendzoned, one sided affair the whole time from either the girl or the boy and what not. So that gives me commenting rights without judging.

So why choose such a topic? why now? What is point I am trying to make?

No significant reason, and I thought love is a good enough topic. That's all to it ma, ka, pa.

And the point of this whole text will be made at the end, so you could just go there. Nothing new about it either, why such a point will be the experience I had in between.

Human beings do not like to be alone even if he says that he like to be alone. Introverted people people who recharge themselves by being alone use that energy when people are around them.  So everyone is trying to find someone suitable for them. Love is for that permanent someone.

When love comes around I have seen a lot of holding hands, incessant talking, secrecy from best friends,  resting on shoulders, sharing of stuff(food, books, clothes (yes used clothes) and other things), gifts, surprises, companionship, a partner in all things, Also love brings sleep less night, no time for friends, a constant thought of keeping in contact, need to buy gifs, remembering anniversaries, have to plan everything around them, parents have to be convinced on your decision and many more.

So all said and done why are so many people in love when it looks to be tedious. Peer pressure? All your friends have a girl friend to talk to. (That makes you someone who conforms to soceity) Companionship? Yeah as a boy to girl there are lot of things that can be easily shared with a girl than to a boy( but friendship is truer and longer with boys). So I can keep on adding more but let me stop it's a little bit of everything that makes someone fall in love.

Yeah everything is known so the point here is people fall in love only for a short period, no I am being honest here. I don't have trust in it without something binding like marriage love seems to just stop. I am stereotyping here as I can count the number of people who had lovers at college then moved on after that time. So true love is a question!

To add to the madness called love, I have seen people going to extreme ends just to spend two hours with each other. To tell you an example my friend took a flight to chennai from coimbatore to accompany his girl to nagercoil skipping lab classes ( bunking lab classes is a big achievement for engineers). This love between two random boy and girl who meet under some insane probabilities see something in each other which makes them to live for each other. Sounds crazy?

Actually love is like that, you ask someone permission to make them happy and expect them to return it to you in future. So crude so so crude!

Love to be better defined is a feeling that you have when you know you can take care of your own shit and she her's yet you are willing to spend time together.

That is my definition of love. But sue me, what do I know?

I am clear that Love is not overrated having a lover is overrated.

Set your priorities right. Life will always find a way. Maybe true love which sticks till the end.

No ma I don't have a lover and can't even comprehend the idea of having one. Girls have better things to do like eating, putting on makeup, looking good, changing the world, make a difference than trying to woo me.