A Holiday

Away from my home

a holiday it is in a way

being  a month and more

I  am out of home for long

hopping to strange places

back to the  den to rest awhile

I resume the move very soon

become  exhausted so quick

unknowingly arises a desire to return

as  the comforts of my own home

so difficult to sideline and ignore

press me to get back fast

nothing much of a difficulty

I now spend time with the dear ones

loving and cheerful the day passes

yet I am not able to suppress  my longing

the call becomes even more loud

I would be off in a few more days

back to my little haven

the space where I rejoice

the place I hold so close.



Come Summer – A Relief and a Belief

Come summer
the sun rages high
the place burns hot
an interlude is on the way
found in the festivals
that abound and rebound.

To beat the heat
the people indulge in celebrations
seek a relief in the rituals
as mirth and rejoice divert
the strain of the scorching sun.

The festivals are colourful
with people attired in their best
the deities adorned with jewels
move in a procession with illumination
the devotees following the chariots
chanting with piety Tamilnadu Festival 2013


Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

The country where I live most
has a distinct character utmost
formed of three races all the more
it abounds in festivals even more.
With the festivals come the celebrations
along with rejoice and reverberations
where shops and stalls abound
where every town and city rebound
people move up and down
paying obeisance to the elders in the town
above all with holidays all around
for every festivals in the round
be it Muslim, Chinese and Indian all through
while the country goes on a holidaying mostly through
with days becoming weeks in the go
while the administration halts with the bow
The country has gone on thus for years together
easy-going and enjoying on the whole altogether.
It would be a surprise to any one coming from other lands
as they had been taxed and worked up too much in their own land.
This little peninsula Malaysia,in the far east frames its own time
living and working as it wishes not minding the clock’s chime.Hari rayaobeisance.

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All Said And Done

All said and done,

There is an undue jubilation,

What for ?I do not know,

Why for ?I  know not.

The revelations get ahead,

Of the normal  course,

Creating a gorgeous retinue,

Of a fine grandeur,

Exhibiting a charming diaspora ,

Of a regal distinction,

Revealing a brimming sequence,

Of a  flourishing  prosperity,

Calling all to a spectacle ,

Of rejoice and fantasy,

Missing the quint essence,

Of humility and rationality,

Faltering on a biased credibility,

Based on inflated pride,

Rendering a melodramatic ,

Regiment of snobbery ,

Culminating in a point end,

Of  hypocrisy and falsity,

Demoralising the existence

Of decency and decorum,

Distinguishing the sensibility ,

Of fact and fiction.