Some thoughts, I got

A clam cat hisses sometime, even its familiar or a pet.

Life should not drop behind black coats; it must pick to the open court of hearts.

A Sentence never makes to feel, a true sentence is in understand for what.

Stand on your leg with support of others, but always don’t look for others, try to walk with your legs.

Personal

You grow by looking those are in raised stage, but turn back to find how u climbed this place.

I waited you dint came, I waited you dint come, I still keep on waiting that u will come…. ?

A difficulty in determining whom to care, its chaos how many to bear.

My city’s B’day

It took sunbath on mid-day
the clouds to dressed in whites,
in tamil tradition of wearing dhoti
everywhere covered in wets
thunders like crackers blow on festival
news carries greetings
with some remembers of old memories
as we celebrating the 368th B’day
of madraspatnam the Singara Chennai.

Chennai is celebrating “The Chennai week” to contribute the 368th years of its discovery on August 22. The picture on the right was presented in an exhibition recently where it was took late between 1877-78 when famine strikes the Chennai residents, where a pity scene of a family in hunger.








# Current song was a cute and my most favorite. Santhippoma… from Tamil film Enakku 20 Unakku 18 that covers Chennai.

Sunday, Monday

Sunday

Colors dropped on the sand
on the shores of pelagic
the endless of water and welkin
bounders in a line far away

why many red she’s? Let it be
but was desirable to observe
the flying flimsy curtain of she’s
raising hand to be writing on the air
ears busy on the hand set
complain she never comes this

imaginations attentive in the crisp
tilt on the wagon seat towards the bay
romantic caress the mood
against distress of couldn’t exist

Monday

Sunbow on the sky
evening before it hides
behind the ascend clouds
wonder could I visible
the missed scenic on the day
surprisingly came on the way
in hayride near the day end.

Erratum on screen

Eunuch, we are not going to see how they born like this or not discussing about their physical and mental changes from others. It’s about how they have been seen from the society and the feel that was spreading. It was a bad thing I want to tell that what the Medias and films are going with the eunuchs these days. From the days of times the eunuchs are shown as a signal of wrong think that they sing and dance by clapping hands to impress men. Those times I used to think why they are begging in unusual manner, when there were few scene for visible at my place sometimes back, that they claps and begs to everyone at streets and some hide to escape from how the behave. But today I could find the eunuchs have been controlled to beg in streets or I don’t know is still there, because I did found none so far.

It must need to save them from the prejudice that was spreading through films and serials between people. Why I suddenly thought to right it here is, as I was going through a magazine where I came to know an upcoming film has a song with many eunuchs to dance and in rejoice manner, that doesn’t aware how it would be pictured. In a recent film there was a song that I don’t want to indicate and it was a hit though, has used the eunuchs in a folk dance where it has been presented mistakenly and in face swirl behavior. Continuing this, the character in serials has blowing it in big for a wrong signal. Why they haven’t known what these behaving characters feel others from the same life. There is still in process to display eunuchs as symbolic to sexual workers, and bad person to society…. and it not thinks for why, but accepts whatever shown and seen.

When the screens can show them in these ways to attract the people on a different way, it’s not difficult to bring them on screen with good looking and scrutiny in well behaving. To make a different we should not hurt there feelings and emotions, if we couldn’t give a good recognition, at least not spoils.

Just a life

The crowd that was rushing at the morning hours on a lasy Sunday in the raw market. The green vegetables that brought form surrounding village gardens, the dead fresh fishes lying on the board catches from the Bagh River across the city, the meats hanging before the shops and people are busy in purchasing the foods. It was a routine activity in the raw market on every Sunday, being a holiday the people with children and young’s in group was wander around the shopping’s near the market. The traffic was heaver in the streets, the cars, and motorist moving slowly. The guns holding uniform persons inspecting to place as the crowd was over.

It was a situation till before 8.10 in the morning. Now the place was seem to be strange for there own people. A scene of dilapidation, the wall less story’s, red bloods floating, like darken clouds surrounding, and humming voice raises allover the place… the signals of ambulance, it was no in imagine the frozen smiling face detached from the a human. In was happen to be a familiar scene for that nation, but it’s a new one for this area, that was rarely escaped from the terror and bombs so far. It all happens when a sudden explosion from a truck carrying things for market that was launched by some one.

Who is that some one? Let it be some ones, but it was a bloody attack in the history that was created by defeating the last blast were only 100 people were killed, just 50 lesser to this. Then with some days after, the record was defeating by another 50 in leading. Is this a political election to see who leads in vote? It was happen in revenge between the religions of two villages that was said to be beating to death a woman for making love with another religious guy. To replay for this the opposition religion was took some youths in custody to shoot and dead that make the anger increase to kill the innocent hundreds in dashing with heavy loaded explosion at the village residents. There was a culture growing for just, and it reflects for just everyday. Killing has become a casual in this nation, even it becomes waste to talk to waste our time, but it hurts whenever going deep with there feelings.

There are commonly three species lives in world, the human, animals, plants… as human; we can’t feel that much deep on other two species, if it was happen to us, we won’t be killing the animals for meat and cutting plants for our use. It really hard to know of killing or hurting another people with the same sense and life. But how the people in name of terror can could do this, being a human on there own. Did they have conscience or them born with out a mind? It shivers to hear or see the ferocious on humans some where in our globe. Who are we to take another life that was not even own to him, yes it own to there mother whom have been risking her life to give a life. I am losing the hope that we can’t see our world in peace and exist of humanity all over. When will the terrors, anti-activities and wars going to ends? … Could it happen before this invisible life goes? Hum… it’s a great wish na!

# Today's song from Tamil film Uyire (a remake of Hindi version). This song is something I listen much times for its music and A.R.Rahman. thought to post for this.