നഷ്ടപെട്ട കാമുകി

ഒരു മയിൽ പീലിയിൽ വിരിഞ്ഞ മിഴിയിൽ നിൻ ഓർമ്മകൾ ഒളിപ്പിച്ചു ഹൃദയത്തിൻ താളുകളിൽ ഒന്നിൽ സൂക്ഷിച്ചു.

ആകാശം കാണാതെ വെയിൽ സൂര്യയൻ ഏൽക്കാതെ മറ്റാരും അറിയാതെ ... ഒരുപക്ഷെ നീ തളിർക്കുമെങ്കിലോ?

ഇടക്കൊന്നു എടുത്തു നോക്കാൻ കൊതി തോന്നിടുമ്പോളും കടിഞ്ഞാണിട്ട് മനസിനെ ശാസിക്കും, അവളുടെ ഓർമ്മകൾ സ്വാതന്ദ്രമായാലോ എന്ന് ഭയന്നു.

എങ്കിലും, അത് വെറും തൂവൽ മാത്രം, നീ എന്ന സത്യം വിദൂരത്തിലല്ലോ, എന്നോർക്കതിരുന്നില്ല പിന്നീട്.

അന്നെന്റെ പ്രണയവും മരിച്ചിരുന്നിരിക്കും. അല്ലെങ്കിൽ എന്തെ നിന്നോർമ്മകൾ എന്നെ വേട്ടയാടുന്നില്ല?

Not Misfortunes.

Life had its share of mischiefs with me.

Mischief, not misfortunes.

Friends took me for granted.

Available any time -

A shoulder to cry, and helping hand, partner in crime.

Yet, 'favours' weren't reciprocal.

They chose the way their luck played.

But mom told me not to step out of my line.

To be be straight forward and shine.

When in fact, experiences robed me off my sheen.

I was labbled, bullied and billittled.

For beliving, for behaving and being forbearing.

They made fun of my appearence,  my attitude, and my thoughts.

Even those memories hurts.

Yet my mom said, forgive and let go.

And I lived with the burns ever after.

Continued my quest for better friends, for freedom.

Gently brewed my wisdom.

Not misfortunes but life's mischiefes.

I didn't let any of it weigh me down.

I smiled, walked by and laughed with them.

Quietly turned them into lessons.  

And preserved their essence.

I didn't let their actions grow on me.

I grew instead to rise above them. 

Sacrifices and forgiveness are my traits - Habits hard to leave.

It's not misfortunes, just lifes mischief.

And I face them and move on.

For they dont have to define me, I found new meanings all along.

കര തിരയോട്

നിനക്ക് ഏറ്റവും പേടി എന്തിനോടാണ്, മരണത്തെയാണോ?

എനിക്ക് ഭയം അപൂർണമാം പ്രണയത്തെ ആണ്

Words of a Classroom

Through the years, children comes and goes.

Good or bad, I remember all of those.

Some leave their names, some leave scars

I keep them all to see them return one day.
Some comes back as failure and some as super stars.

And run their fingers on what they've left behind.

Some shed tears and I've seen some smile

I don't judge, just watch meanwhile.

They walk through the ground and the corridors,

Peep through the windows and open doors.

Sit on a bench and gaze at my black n white walls.

Their names itched on a desk like how I'm itched to their memories.

Here's where they made friends and foes.

Apart from poems and pros,

Here's where they learnt life lessons.

And found new dimensions of emotions.

It's a joy to know my worth,

As a classroom, as a second home.

30

Brisk walking towards thirtys,

In search of new aims and hope.

But lost my smile somewhere in the mid twentys.

Without it how am I to cope? 

മാപ്പിന്റെ അടിസ്ഥാനം?

പ്രായത്തിൽ ചെറുതായതുകൊണ്ടു മാത്രം മാപ്പു പറയേണ്ടിവരിക. നമ്മളെ
പഠിപ്പിക്കുന്ന നല്ല സംസ്‌കത്തിലൊന്നു.
മുതിർന്നവർ എപ്പോഴും ശെരിയാണ്. കാരണം അവർ മുതിർന്നനവർ ആയതുകൊണ്ട്. അവരെ മാനിക്കുക.
അതിനാൽ നമ്മുടെ ഭാഗത്തു
തെറ്റില്ലെന്നാലും മാപ്പുപറയുക. മാപ്പു
പറയുമ്പോൾ നമ്മൾ ചെറുതാകുന്നില്ല,
വലുതാകുകയേയുള്ളു.

നല്ല സംസ്കാരത്തിൽ ഒന്ന്.
സത്യം പറയുന്നതിന് മാപ്പുപറയണം.  ശെരി പ്രവൃത്തിക്കുന്നതിനു മാപ്പുപറയണം. വികാര-വിചാരങ്ങങൾ വെളിപ്പെടുത്തുന്നതിനു മാപ്പു പറയണം. ഒരേയൊരു കാരണം, നമ്മൾ
 ജനിക്കാൻ അല്പംവൈകി.

 ഇതിലെവിടെയാണ് ഞ്യായം? 
മാപ്പു പറഞ്ഞാൽ ഒരുവൻ ചെറുതാകുന്നില്ല. ഇല്ല, ശെരിയായിരിക്കാം ( മാപ്പു പറയേണ്ടിവരുന്നതേ പ്രായത്തിൽ ചെറുതായതുകൊണ്ടാണെങ്കിൽ പിന്നെ വേറെ ഇനി ചെറുതാക്കാൻ ഇല്ലല്ലോ ). മാപ്പു പറയാൻ വല്യയ മനസുണ്ടാകണം.വീണ്ടും ശെരിയായിരിക്കാം. എങ്കിൽ പിന്നെ മാപ്പിന്റെ അർഥം മാറ്റേണ്ടിവരും.

തെറ്റു ചെയ്തു എന്ന ബോധ്യം ഉണ്ടെങ്കിൽ മനസ്സുകൊണ്ടും പ്രവർത്തികൊണ്ടും പറയേണ്ടട ഒന്നാണ് മാപ് അന്ന വാക്. അല്ലാതെ ഒരു അലങ്കാരത്തിനോ പ്രായവ്യത്യാസത്തിന്റെ പേരിലോ അടിച്ചേല്പിക്കപ്പെടേണ്ടതല്ല അത്.

മുതിർന്നവർ ചെയ്‌യവരോട്
 മാപ്പു പറഞ്ഞാൽ അത് അവർക്കു മുഷിച്ചിൽ ഉണ്ടാക്കുന്നു എങ്കിൽ അതിന്റെ അർഥം ആ മാപ്പ് അപേക്ഷ മനസ്സറിഞ്ഞുകൊണ്ടല്ല എന്നാണ്.
അങ്ങിനെ ഒരു മാപ്പ് കൊണ്ട് ആർക്കും പ്രയോജനമില്ല. 

തെറ്റു ആണ് ചെയതത് എന്ന് തോന്നുകിൽ,  താൻ കാരണം മറ്റൊരാൾക്കു ദുഃഖം ഉണ്ടായി എന്ന് ബോധ്യം ഉണ്ടെങ്കിൽ, മനസതൊട്ടു വരുന്ന ഒരു മാപ്പിന് പ്രായത്തിന്റെയോ പദവിയുടെയോ മറക്കുടയുടെ ആവിശ്യം ഇല്ല. ആ  മാപ്പിന് അതിന്റെ പൂർണ അർഥം ഉണ്ടാകും. പ്രയോജനവും. മറ്റൊരു മാപ്പു പറച്ചിലും യഥാതഥം അല്ല. അവയൊരിക്കലും
 അർത്ഥവത്താകുന്നുമില്ല.

ചെയ്യ്യാത്തത തെറ്റിനു മാപ്പു പറയേണ്ടിവരുമ്പോൾ
അവിടെ സിജിതകുന്നത് സത്തായവും ന്യായവും ആണ്.

സത്യം പറയുക, നന്മമ ചെയ്യ്യുക, മുതിർന്നവരെ ബഹുമാനിക്കുക, പ്രായത്തെ മാനിക്കുക, മാപ്പു പറയുക... അച്ഛഛൻ അമ്മമാർ പഠിപ്പിച്ചു തന്നന ചില നല്ലല സംസ്കാരത്തിന്റെ അംശങ്ങങൾ ഇവയൊക്കെ.

സത്യത്തിനുവേണ്ടി ശബ്ദം ഉയർത്തുക, നീതിക്കുവേണ്ടി പോരാടുക, ചെയ്തത്ശെരിയെങ്കിൽ, തലകുനിക്കേണ്ടതില്ലല, നമ്മമൾ മറ്റുള്ളവരുടെ ചവിട്ടുപടികൾ ആകേണ്ടതില്ലല... വൈകിവന്നന ജീവിതാനുഭവങ്ങളിൽ
 നിന്നും പഠിക്കാവുന്ന ചിലതു ഇവ.

Late (flash fiction)

He held a rose and knelt before her - for the first time. She couldn't but see from inside her tomb. 

Fair and Absolute

Theres no wind stronger than my sail.

Theres no tide tougher than my will. 

Theres no journy crucial than my pursuit.

I keep going, I'm my captain - fair and absolute. 

When SC lifts 497

If the movie "Life in a Metro" was released now, the whole stro3y of KK -SHIPLA SHETTY wouldn't have worked.
So basicaly what happens in the movie is. KK is already in a relation with his office staff bcz he hates his family life.  And then Shilpa one day meets a guy who tells her that he loves her and tried to start an affair but at the last moment shilpa says she has a husband and that shes not "that type of a woman".  When KK comes home he confesses that he is having an affair and asks it she can forgive. Then she says she met a guy too (just met, nothing happened) but the angry KK couldn't stand it and storms out. Later in the climax he comes back home weeping like a 5 year old who lost his pencil box and is accepted back by the wife - the sanskari indian pathni.

But hey the law has changed bro!

So if it was today,
Kk wud come and be like, "hey listen, so i have been sleeping with another woman hope you don't mind, even if u do I wont get punished you see. And shipla is like, thats ok honey, its only morally wrong not a crime. After all i met someone too.
And he will be like "oh. Great. Wait what the fuck dude?"
Shipla goes on " its not a crime baby, just morally wrong and we are both doing it anyway. See we are match made in heaven!"
Kk will say, whatever... Ok so i gotta go back. Have a dinner date with my gf. Seeya tmrw.

Life in a metro, 2018.

Anyway, the 497 overruled. I have not got complete sense of the whole thing yet. Im trying to figure it out yet.

So 497 basically punishes the guy who commits adultry. Not the woman bcz hey, we are woman. If you speak now we will dump a load of feminism on you so shh!
 And so now they lift 497 so that there equality. Now neither man nor the woman is punishable. Yeiii!!!
So the guy or girl who was. cheated, what about them? Hey! Did your wife cheated then suck it up and goget a life, man... Wow! Equality.

But why vant they have equality by punishing both man and woman equally? Mind your words! The feminist are watching... You cant punish a woman. If you say one more word.... The truck is waiting outside bro! They will dump it all on your head!

I call a cheater a cheater. Not like i see some couple in the park and i know the girl has a husband and then i call out "ayii cheater..." No not that kind of it.

I mean law says if you cheat someone of your property or money or disguse as a chachi 420, you are a cheat and you will be punished.  Even for fancydress cimpetition i dont dress like chachi bcz u know... Section420.
But yeah, You can basically play your spouce emotions" life, family and everything but it's ok bcz you know its not a crime....
You can't punish someone if they are just morally wrong...

Adultry, you commit with the concent of your partner in crime. Thats ok. Bcz wife/husband at home is not a part of our private life, you see and we dont need their concent for this little affair tjsts going on here.  We commit adultry and go home and eat their chapathi bcz its now legal.

I had a discussion with my friends on this topic. I call it discussion, dont know what they call it. 
I probably pissed them all off. Thats ok bcz its not a crime... I was enjoying.
And finally tbey wanted to somehow wrap it up and the only way they could do that was to agree with me. Even if they didn't want to.
So one of them finally said, I think adultry is a crime and they should all be punished. They should all be given capital punishment so they will get scared and think twice before doing it. And it should ultimately end.

I was happy. Bcz if its capital punishment, Then we are atleast sure that if they get punished once, they won't do it twice.

Here goes my blood donation story

I was scared of needles all my life so i avoided all possible hospital visits even if it was for bystanding. One day an ex colleague of mine turned up at work with an emergency request. His relative was in need of A+ blood.  Surprisingly, in an office with ~100 employees that day, i was the only possible match.

I couldnt say no because at such situations it becomes your responsibility.  So i was asked to perepare to go to the hospital. My details like age, health, height, weight, blood group and the like were collected and i was left to prepare myself to face the needle. And then the news came - i was declined. As myself that was a moment of relief not bcz i didnt want to help but because i didn't have to face my fear.

But like any normal person would feel, i was curious to know the reason.

"You ask Why?" My HR chuckled.

"You are underweight; they cant possibly draw out any blood from you."

😕

Time to give it back to you

My voice will startle you from your slumber.

You can hide. 

You can run.

Take cover anywhere under the sun.

The game has only begun.

Trust me it'll be no fun

Coz i'll make you remember

Everything you have said and done.

You cant silence me anymore.

Or strangle me with your emotions

I have risen; I have reached the shore

To start a new revolution.

I'll make you pay.

You will have to obey.

For the time has come

And I wont keep mum.

There's gonna be fire

That'll burn you down to ash

Can't escape even if you desire.

It'll all happen in a flash.

The flood that opened our eyes

This is beyond my capacity to hold back.

My homeland - kerala was hit by an unexpected flood. The entire State (all the 14 districts) under red alert. People had to evacuate and there were limited options.

Some had to abandon their homes, some got stranded, and some even lost their lives. But surprisingly, there was a new kind of unity that was formed. Everyone held hand in hand and fought to get back on their feet.

They cordinated with each other to help those in need. Young and old, men and women were fighting the odds to save others lives. Malayalees both inside and outside kerala connected over the phone and internet and created a network for rescue operations. Apps were setup in no time to optimise the resources, raise alerts and direct aid to the people affected. They were literally on their toes - day and night. The State disaster management team was deployed at all possible points, men in uniforms were seen running over collapsing bridge, hanging from copters, swimming against the gushing water - all to save lives - with no fear of death.  The journalists of the State swung into action. Reported the reality in the real spirit. No rain could stop them, no landslide could scare them.

The fishermen community didn't wait for an invitation. They knew how to face the strong currents of the swelling rivers. Pulled out hundreds from the water to safety and returned form where they came. They prefered to be anonymous. No credits taken.

Even outside the State, the kind hearts came together to do whatever possible for their fellow people in kerala. There was help and support pouring in from all parts of the world (Bangalore, Hydrabad, Mumbai, punjab, Gulf... You name it) in cash and kind.

Personally witnessed NGOs, Students, and youngsters at Chennai travelling the length and breadth of the city to organize relief supplies. They were there collecting, arranging and re-arranging items to be sent to the many relief camps across kerala. Post shifts, they would stay back and pack the collections in seperate boxes and send them to their destinations.

Schools i know came forward and accepted the opportuniry to teach their students the value of kindness and empathy. People from all walks of life contributed their best for a good cause.

Thus a new lesson was learned. There is still hope for human race. All the goodness has not been lost.

You just need to be the spark to start a wildfire of kindness.

Kudos to the team effort! Kudos to all those who still safekeep the embers of empathy in their heart! Kudos to all those who refused any reason to stop them from doing the right thing at the right time.

You all turned into Gods for someone today. You can be proud for the rest of your lives.

# കേരള floods

പ്രളയം വന്നു പുണർന്നെന്റെ നാടിനെ

ചുറ്റും ജലത്താൽ വലഞ്ഞു ജനങ്ങൾ.

പ്രാണരക്ഷക്കായി കേഴുന്നു പലരും

ചിലരുടെ ജീവനോ ഇതിനകം പൊലിഞ്ഞു.

ദുരിതം കണ്ടെന്റെ ഉള്ളം പൊള്ളുന്നു

തീവ്രത കൊണ്ടെന്റെ കണ്ണിലും അണപൊട്ടുന്നു.

ഈശ്വരകൃപയാൽ ഏറെപ്പേർ സുരക്ഷിതർ.

ചിലരോ ennal സ്വയം ഈശ്വരാർ - 

തന്നാലാവുംവിധം തണലാക്കുന്നു

കഷ്ടപ്പെടുന്നവർക്ക് കഞ്ഞി വിളമ്പുന്നു.

പുതുതലമുറയുടെ ഊർജം കൊണ്ട്

ഒരുപാടുപേർക്കു ആശ്വാസം എത്തുന്നു.

കൈകോർത്തുനിന്നു ചെറുക്കാം, സോദരേ, ദുരന്തത്തിനെതിരെ വന്മതിൽ പണിയാം.

കലിപൂണ്ട കലികാല കെടുതിയിലും

കനിവിന്റെ തിരകൾ അലയടിക്കട്ടെ. 

Limit of freedom

So to say the water is independent for it can take any shape . But the  truth is it mostly take the shape of what holds it. So its freedom is limited. Nor can it flow upwards. 

Hardly alive

Days crawlled by , meloncholy

As i sat by the window so lonely. 

Nothing to do but gaze at the clock.

Life turned to a sarcastic joke. 

Nothing seemed right,

not even the sun seemed bright.

Only boredom did thrive
I was hardly alive. 

Unisex toys for kids?!

Is there a thing as unisex toys?

Well, in the era of gender biased toothpastes, one shouldnt be surprised to find a gender specific (blue colour and pink colour) slate board (which serves the exact same purpose but are priced differently because pink plastic is more expensive than blue?) .

But do any of you really think it will ever matter to your 2 year old son/daughter?

I believe that kids that small are unaware of their gender identity yet. Unless we instill the gender difference and role or they are exposed to gender stereotyping.  The colour codes for their toys are very much a part of stereotyping. Till then they will play along and grow up to be an individual who sees others as 'people' .

I also believe that kids should grow up to learn and believe that they are all one and the same - human beings. Only then will they learn to accept and respect people for what they are.

Im a forgotten past

If I'm your forgotten past

Let me remain so.

We need not exchange

Our bundle of sorrow

Or memories of yeaterdays. 

Not the void of your absence

That I live with and

Nor the pain that my actions

Elicited in your heart

Needs to be aknowledge. 

We have parted away

For reasons known & unknown.

All I do now is pray

For time to heal us both

And live a life of our own. 

Pippet poem (malayalam) തമസ്സിന്റെ ഗദ്ഗദം

സൂര്യന്റെ ഉമ്മ കൊണ്ട് തുടുത്ത സന്ധ്യയെ സ്നേഹിച്ച രാപ്പാടി പാടിയ പാട്ടൊന്നും തന്റേതല്ലന്നു അറിഞ്ഞ തമസ്സിന്റെ ഗദ്ഗദം ഇരുട്ടു കൊണ്ടു ആരോ മൂടി വെച്ചു.

Comeback time

When i decided that enough was enough, you tried to sush me with verbal torture.

I was silent not because i was scared. I was watching the fear engulfing in your eyes. 

A lighthouse for the lost souls

A lighthouse amongst the cloudy waves,
The Moon shined for the lost souls on earth.

[Moonlit Mackerel Chennai sky (on 27.feb.2018)]

Just another child bride

Helpless, under the veil, she cried,

her genuine pleas brushed aside and justice denied,

she was dressed that day as a bride.

The little girl felt horrified

as her aging groom stood beside.

Her fears she couldn't hide,

But fate was not hers to decide.

In the darkness of that night,

her wails amplified

and the groom restored his pride 
as her trauma brontide.

Sliently, her hopes died

listening to her husband chide.

By dawn, the diyas had dried

And she had already died inside.  

I

I sink to the depth of sorrow as The silence overflow from the void of thy heart... 

Captain of your life

Storm may rip up your sail

Tide may rock your ship

Rain may blind your vision

But you are the captain. 

Trust your heart. Move.

The sun will rise in a while
and your shore is not far.