Sunday, November 21, 2010

Norm


Norm 
 Norm
 

07/18/2004 - 07/24/2004

 
  
 
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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 

 

Meaning


Meaning 
 Meaning
 

07/18/2004 - 07/24/2004

 
  
 
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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...