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A lover of classical Carnatic music. An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

Characters Of Men

Characters of men

seem to be common

a smile at one side

with a frown besides

finding in a man I know

seen him like that in the go

a winning smile he professes

while his inner self  is infectious

wishes well at the behest

condemns badly with a detest

all he does at the same time

his actions go about in rhyme

one follows the other  in a row

shows high respect with a bow

inside he contemplates on a scheme

secretly he would pass on in a seam

soon you would find yourself in a state

where you would be counting the dates

one, two, three you go in a diligence

you would be in the midst of an insurgency.


The kavadis and Paal Kudams

The event every year

on the banks of Sungei Manik

brings a lot of cheer.


The day falls on a Pournami

known as a full moon day

in the month of chithrai ( April).


The hundred and a twenty-year-old temple maxresdefault (1)

built by the  Chettys of South India

is agog with excitement in ample.


The deity is adorned with fineries

abishekams follow  the discipline

people watch them in a reverie.


Archanas are done in fervour

the devotees throng  the sanctum

hard to keep them in a demeanour.


Much more could be seen

paal kudams and kavadis outnumber

the event takes a turn keen.


Those who carry the paal kudams

seem to walk in a trance

at times fast and times very slow.


The kavadis are so beautiful

one could see the artistic inclination

they present a sight wonderful.


One kavadi is shaped like a boat

the man who carries it

is dressed in fine silk and wears no coat.


He has a small sceptre

pierced through his cheeks

does not bother about the rupture.


Lemons are pricked on his back

they rest on  sharp tongs

bells (salangai) are tied on his ankles.


He walks majestically all around

then runs making the loudest noise

creating a sensation in the surround.


“Ha  ha” he shouts with joy

tears  well and flows copiously

turns frantic  and behaves like an impish boy.


His fast moves provoke the bells

they chime with an exciting sound

add to the frenzy in a tell.


The yearly Hindu festival

hosts three hundred shops of makeshift

a shopping  opportunity in a carnival.


The small town Teluk Intan

reverberates the echoes  all through

a fortnight of revelry all  through the century.














Seen and Unseen

The sunrise is beautiful
so is the sunset .
the moon waxes and wanes
being lovely.
the stars twinkle day and night
great in tone
such be the features of nature
open and close
so be the characteristics of man
seen and unseen.

The Featured Programs

The featured programs

be it in any channels

go with a wide popularity

the people sit glued

watch with an intensity

those around disappear

cry when the protagonist cries

laugh when the comedian performs

become a character in a way

talk about it for days

what an impact they hold!

hilarious most times

tragic too in a means

the precious time lost

hard to wean the majority

who turn out to be imprisoned

locked and blocked altogether.




A Break From The Routine.

A break is indeed what I require

a stop  temporary would help

not very much I do in a routine

yet I feel the fatigue very much.


If tiredness sets in for a person like me

imagine what  could be the state for those

who toil and work from morn to night

I am a no way comparison to them.


If I am so exhausted as I experience

my well being could be a question

nothing undesirable could be found

yet I need  a break from what little I do.


Could it be to a monotony  in the run?

Could it be due to age  in the years?

Could it be to a cause unknown?

I really  am not able to catch up.










Heart Loses its Tremor.

The days go by

encounter a lot of delays

unable to go about my way

it has been a lifetime

seen no rhyme

whatsoever, be it in wealth

be it in health

that is not all a strength

being a destiny I conclude

playing hard on me  rather rude

accept I without a murmur

while my heart  loses its tremor

well, it is to me all through.


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The Day is Short.

The day is short
the night is long
a great difference
it does not happen
mostly in tropicals
does happen
ever in the temperate
today it is so
a distinction remarkable
reasons unknown
a feature new
could be an omen
might be for the good
hope the tropicals
become cool and pleasant.