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Tuesday, July 20, 2004 The man of stature sorrowful creature head held high hearts go dry Time runs fast so many times past the heart looks on head plods on The girl changed life became his wife heart looked dull head in a lull Her strength flowed through bed and food man withered down the child shone Under the crown's shade the diamond gleamed filled with joy a hopeful soliloquy Posted by cinish narayanan on 03:38 AM | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Norm
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Tuesday, July 20, 2004 I search for in the poem in life in her as I lie there lost no in money no in love no in pain no what if people die what if I die what if he is rich what if rollsroyce the green and the red the blue off the rose the shine on the nose the soft love the glitz is there in it I can't find anywhere Is that a cry Is that a farce Is that a win Is that a loss Is the shell the only resort Is truth less stones or men do we need a different set of adjectives or will life always suck rich or poor find the shell that keeps you sane and guarded break one and find the next take more gradually keep the rhythms in stride game over best lover money loser nobody was watching all for nothing thanks Posted by cinish narayanan on 03:25 AM | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Monday, November 8, 2010
Skill
This is written by my irrepressible talent to be a great writer.I have tried to not write this but how much , how long will you restrain the creative fire - sorry I could just not resist this outpour of talent.
As a writer,I can create a universe of my choice whenever I feel like.Now,I just felt like creating the scenery of a marriage gathering that happens in rural villages in Kerala.I have started seeing the people in my mind's eye.The only thing I need to do now is to write down what I see!
Unbelievable - The talent - Irrepresible.
In my mind's eye I see the following.
A steel rented chair on which a thin frail simple man sits with his elbows to the table talking to the man behind the newspaper in front of him.Now,all I need to do is to move my mind's eye behind the newspaper so that I will know who is sitting next to the simple man I just mentioned.The simple man has been named 'Nanu'.
'Excuse me - 1 min please' and I move the newspaper to reveal the friendly kind smiling face of Gopalan uncle with his curly hair and white mundu and white shirt.He is smiling at my irrepresible talent.
Nanu uncle turns to me and asks me - 'Actually, what are you upto son? ' and chuckles. I have always been fascinated by the prospect of writing and creating universes.I have read through so many books and have been amazed as universes unfold through reading.I know that I have an inclination, a love , a feel for writing.Most of all, I have the skill.
So I have decided to write a story.Hearing all this, Chathu( grand dad) comes in and asks 'Son , do you have humor in your story - or is it a serious story'.Definitely, there will be humor in my story.
Nanu uncle says 'Ok son - I will tell you an interesting incident - see if you can fit it in your story.Once a friend of mine saw a deaf person speaking to a normal person.The normal person would also be communicating in sign language as the deaf would not understand. You know what this friend did - He went to the group and asked - Tell me one thing, which of you is deaf'
This evoked a light clear laughter from the group.
I thought - 'Wow - amazing.Rustic humor has a touch that is priceless.I am going to create this scene in my mind's eye and just write it down in my blog - Yes, that is what I will do..'
I did exactly that and my story grew - I have written all that you are reading in a mere 15 minutes.At this rate, if you project this to a month of writing - averaging 2 hours a day, I should be able to write 2-3 books and publish one by the end of this month.
As tax cut would pinch my software salary in the coming months, the royalty earned from my upcoming book should help out ....
Thank god atlast I have repressed my talent....
P.S. - Will be back when I fail to repress the creativity...
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