Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Chennai and I in short



Its been almost an year since I reached Chennai and by now, I am as much part of this city as  I am part of any. My tamil is now good enough to deceive innocent samaritans into believing that I am one among them and I can make ends meet in tamil. This mustn't come as a great surprise as malayalam (my native tongue ) is quite similar to tamil. I have been among and have constantly engaged with the commonest of individuals, who have made this dusty humid city their abode. To make it short and concise I am home here and certainly not in a "fish out of water" state at the very least. The city has started meaning something to me, this is where I started, this is where I hope to start a family and no matter where life takes me to from here on forth, this would certainly be where it all began.

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Dear Friend.



Dear Friend, Listen hard,
For of our hearty bond I speak.
Listen to these covenants I so praise,
See in your many after noon reveries,
The truth I seek to share.

We met when the glass was much fuller,
Bonded over a youth in its spring
In those days when to the clouds we soared,
With many a dreams on our wings,
And a heart ever so light.

Do you remember the palatial clouds,
And the heaven that we build among them?
Do you still hear the birds that flew,
Along side us over the oceans vast?
There in our dream I looked in your eyes.

Do you remember the silence of a promise,
A promise that in our hearts we crossed.
Do you still not see that,
In words unseen, un heard,
We made a pact that may never be broken.

Up in the vast solitude over the blue seas,
And in the infinite expanse of the azure skies.
When the only sounds that rose
Barely breaking the splendor of our silence
Was the symphony of our hearts

Dear friend, There is never a need to remind,
That in sickness and health shall persist
The promise we once forged in our hearts
And on our shared wings all our sorrows we shall bear,
And over the beautiful ocean we shall soar.

Dear Friend, Listen hard,
For of our hearty bond I speak.
The bond that we forged in our hearts
And to our heavenly tombs we shall take.