Posted in Wraps

Children of our Fathers

We still live
on the brink of nothingness,

between the north and south of the seasons

We still sleep

on stone pillows,

like our fathers

We still follow the same clouds,

resting in the shadows of thorn trees

We still drink down our tea while swallowing fire

and we walk barefoot not to frighten the silence

And in the distance

at the edge of the mirage

we still watch, every evening the sun fall into the sea.

Posted in Wraps


An old woman with a wrinkled face and a quirky smile camped near the shore is not something that catches the hold of your eyes every other Saturday. Awaiting the tides won’t bring anything new.  Selvi, a 72-year-old woman is an exception. An avid collector of sea shells Selvi sells it to the tourists who visits the beach. One can find her camped near the shore on a typical day in Tranquebar beach, Tamil Nadu.

1.What do you know about sea shells?

I don’t know much about the biology of sea shells but I’ve heard that it holds life inside it. When I listen closely to a shell I can feel the warmth of life that echoes in my ear.

2.Since when did you start collecting sea shells?

I’ve been travelling from beaches to rivers to collect shells ever since I was a little child, this is the only trade I know.

3.Anybody can collect sea shells. So what makes people come to you and buy from your collection?

My grandmother used to tell me that I had the blessing of ‘Kadalamma’ (referring to the sea). Kadalamma has miraculously saved me once in my life. When I was six years old, I was drowning and luckily got saved as I was not taken away by the sea. So she brings me the best shells in this vast sea.

4.How’s your typical day like?

I wake up every morning and collect the sea shells using my fish net and then go to sleep again. Later during the day, I sort and separate them. Tourists visiting Tranquebar beach will buy it from me.

5.Do you go for some other work apart from this?

No, my husband and two sons go to the sea for fishing. We are basically fisher folk and sea is a part of our life. The sea goddess (kadalamma) is the giver and destroyer of our lives.

Posted in philosophy, poems


With nothing to spare,

You robbed my life with your charm

From hair and  tooth,

To thoughts and ideas

The love of my life 

And the long lost memories

With nothing to spare you –

drained my life 

You are time still

Can’t hold on to yourself.

Posted in letters, life, philosophy, Wraps

An outcry for love

‘Love’ the four letter world that sums up every emotion in the world.Great sacrifices,fierce battles and more is done in the name of love.

Some people argue that the mother’s love is the greatest expression of love in the world. Religious pundits are of the belief  that love of God is the greatest love of all.

For instance even athiests search for love in the material world ,in truths and science that exixtsed collaterally in heavens and earths.

If I were to give a synonym for this word,I’ll choose “selfish”.

Love is the supreme act of selfishness.An art of being in Union with yourself and your feelings.

The love of your mother and the love of the Divine is all the  same fantasy wrapped in different colours.

True love is being selfish.When a lover leaves a person he becomes depressed.But in reality he is conquered by the fear of not being loved by someone special.

After all ,we should all accept that in every human being there is a voice crying inside to be loved.

 Love can only be experienced when it is reciprocated by someone or something.


Posted in life


Aren’t you desperate for that big change that you were planning for a long time inside your head?

The change that you always dreamt about, the one in which  everything was perfect and life was a movie directed by you.Well that change is Time .You get to make the choices but only time will define the change.

Definition of time : Your Existence

Posted in life, philosophy

You’ve got mail!

Dear Mind,

I was reviewing and rewinding the events  in my life. Of course I couldnt recollect every detail.Most of the events involved situations were I considered inaction against action.

As I sit back in my chair and draft this story, memories of joy and sadness flash simultaneously around me.I finally realize that I cannot hold on to either of them.

People . Faces  – I met of lot of people this year,but I couldn’t get a hold on  anyone.I left some of them behind while others voluntarily walked away from me.You know who they are. Of all the people that I loved and hurt knowingly and unknowingly I assure you that I will better myself.

Choices -‘ You cannot make right choices everytime’.My choices defines my existence in this world.

Insecurities and affirmations  – Throughout my life I felt insecure like a  rat trapped in an infinite maze ,until someone magically pulled me out of it only to leave me to a bigger maze later.Without those special people I wouldnt be alive narrating this to you.They are my friends and family.

Virtues and Sin – Today I realize that ‘awareness ‘is the greatest virtue and unawareness the biggest sin.

 I hope you will be vigilant  and be aware of your existence.


Your intellect.

Posted in life, LifeStyle, philosophy

The Writer.

After a long sleep the narcoleptic writer woke up to his senses,though he couldn’t make any sense about anything.His stories are narrated  by filthy drunk  men and concumbines of  heavens who visited him in dreams and forced him to write lies about them.

Hence they are glorified forever in the minds of the people. 

A word written down in the books of men is like millions of permutations and combinations  that can’t cease to exist.