Ho, MBA... What about my dream?

DAMN! That is what people who knew me for sometime would react when I say them that "I'VE JOINED M.B.A. at Anna University..."

All my life or at least for the best part of it that I know, I always wanted to do M.Tech./M.E.. I was never inclined even the least towards a management degree... I really wanted to be a content writer/Writer. I was always happy to write. Be it my journal or even an exam paper... To say the fact, I took up the club activities of my school as it wanted me to type/read/comprehend a lot... Daily, I would burn the midnight oil with some crazy club in my mind.

And Now, I've joined a course at the capital of my state, at the oldest engineering college in South India, at a fairly good place... for a fairly good price... Yet "something is missing..." as in the Indigo-Manza Ad.

Years pass by,

Tears pass by,

Fears pass by,

And even,

Dears pass by...

But my dreams stay...

Still as dreams.

Life, really, is a thriller... You dont know what lies in the next turn... and at times you bump over it and still cant relate to what you've just bumped at. At times something runs over you and you still keep wondering what just ran over you... When you realise what it is, it is already late and you absolutely cant do a s*&# about it.

"DREAM, DREAMS NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE..."

"Free is all we gotta be
Dream dreams no one else can see
But ya never know what might be comin' for you and me
Ya it's gonna be"

- Bryan Adams.

On a day like today, the whole world could change...

These lines resonate in my ears...  

College Days.

Well, it is really a shock, that I have, somehow, completed my college.

I am not a rebellious guy but I wonder, why I have been travelling all through my life. May be I had an inner calling.
Firstly, I broke my studies in Dindigul and went to Kunnathukkal, a serene place near Thiruvananthapuram. There I had some of the very best relationships in my life(Till date). Nextly, when I joined Infant Jesus College of Engineering, My inner soul again had a deep longing, craving for something else. So, I joined Oxford Engineering College at Thiruchchirapalhlhi (திருச்சிராப்பள்ளி.)

My life was fun as soon as I joined OEC. I had a good pack of guys with whom I jelled together easily. Many of them found me to be interesting and they eagerly helped me. We, together, did some good social works. They were always eager to do some works to the society. All they needed was someone to say them what to do and all I needed was someone who can do something when said what to do & how to do. Together we spent a very memorable 2 years. Well a little less than that.

But my memories and relationships will last a life time(as usual). I wonder what is next... Am I going to work? or pursue higher education? or start off with my dream venture?

Whatever the path is, that I am going to take... I can say onething in certain, that I dont forget the path that I had taken and I dont LEAVE the path tha I had taken.

In memories of my college days.

Life all these days.

I wonder what I have been doing all these days. First around the starting of this month I started a new blog, exclusively for my poems... Then I was, my life was jolted by the death of my friend Anbarasan (Anbu), the president of ASISC. Came back to thiruchchirapalli. was busy with the projects. had to do a lot. But didnt. Couldnt.

Then my internet connection was suspended due to the late payment of bill... Lots of things happened.

I went to Dindigul in between, met Amma & Appa... Spent some memorable time with Divya... Damn, I really would have lost a lot hadnt I been present there at Dindigul.

SOMEHOW managed to leave her system virtually speechless! (No sound drivers for her!) needless to say that I am the one who formatted her system and installed Windows 7. Her config wasnt supported completely by the copy of Windows.

Then my project viva voe was completed! God knows what the external examiner understood... He asked us to stop within 5 -6 slides. No problem. Whatever the mark is, we dont care.

Came home to Thirunelveli... Missed the family reunion... they all went to the family temple!  but joined my sister & bro for the trip to Kanya Kumari... ManiMuththaarhu!

Now I am on the verge of sleeping. Morning have to travel to Thiruvananthapuram... for the get2gether! Hmmm.... Hope I can make it!

Cant I?

நான் நாணமின்றிக் கண்ட காட்சி......

அதி காலை, உதரி எழுந்து நின்றேன்...

ரதி, வாலைக் குமரி, செவ்வுடை கண்டேன்.

இன்புற்று, இலகிப் போய், நின்றேன்.

இனியவளுடை இலகிப் போக, கண்டேன்.


பூண்ட உடை மீண்டதால், நாணுடை

பூண்டாள். அதைக் கண்டதால், நானும் விடை

பெற்றேன், உள்ளுயிர் துடிக்க, மெய்

ஏனோ வெடிக்க, நாணப் பொய்யோடு.


மாலை மீண்டும் கண்டேன், என்

மானை. கண்(ட) ணசையாது நின்றேன்.

வெளுத்த அவள் இடையை,

தழுவியது கருத்த உடை.


நான் நாடிய ஒரு நொடி,

அவள் நாணிய சிறு கொடி...

உடை இடை நழுவியதால்.

உயிர் உடல் கண்டதால்.


நான் களித்து சிரித்தது ஒரு நொடி,

அவள் கடிந்து ஒளித்தது, பெருவெடி...

இத்தனை சினம் என் மேலேனடி?

இதற்கு (பொ)போய் அழுவான் ஏனடி?

- பாரதிக் கண்ணன்.



வழக்கமான விளக்கம் : -

காலைல கொசு மற்றும் கனவுத் தொல்லைனால எந்திருச்சேன். சூரிய ஒளில்ல சும்மா கும்முன்னு இருந்தா, என் காதலி. வானம். மெதுவா மறைஞ்சுச்சு, அந்த சிகப்பு வண்ணம்... எனக்குள்ள ஏதேதோ எண்ணம், உடம்புக்கு தெம்பா இருந்துச்சு. இருந்தாலும் வந்துட்டேன், வேலை ஏதோ செய்யப் போற மாதிரி... சாயங்காலம் மறுபடியும் வெட்டியா வேடிக்கை பாத்திட்டுருந்தேன், (வேரென்ன வேலை?) திடீர்ன்னு மேகம் மூண்டுச்சு. (எனக்குள்ள கவிதா மோகம் தூண்டுச்சு... அதான் இது!) வெள்ளை வானத்த, கருப்பு மேகம் மூடுச்சு..... வெளிச்சம் வராதான்னு நினைச்சேன்... பளீர்ன்னு வந்துச்சு பவர் சோப்போட வெள்ளையா ஒரு மின்னல், ஒரே ஒரு நொடிதான்... (என்ன வெக்கமோ?) சந்தோஷமா நான் சிரிச்சேன் (அதுல என்ன குத்தமோ?) டுமீல்னு ஒரே இடிதான்..... இதுக்குப் போய் கோபமான்னு கேட்டேன்... அவ்வளவுதான், பொசுக்குன்னு அழுதிட்டா...


“இது தப்புனா மன்னிச்சுடுங்க...”. தெரிஞ்சே நான் தப்பு செய்யல, சூழ்நிலை, சூன்யம் பன்னீடுச்சு. தயவு செயஞ்சு அவகிட்ட சொல்லி புரிய வைங்க... இப்பயெல்லாம் என்னை பாத்தா சிரிக்க்க் கூட மாட்டேங்குறா... அவள் உக்ரமும் உஷ்ணமும் தாங்கல. நீங்கதான் என் காதலோட ஆழத்தை சொல்லனும், அவகிட்ட... என் மேல, அவளுக்கு கோபம் இருக்காதுல... என் காதல் ஜெயிக்கும்ல...

UNKNOWN VIOLINIST...

I always thought that my favourite musical instrument was Guitar... It wasnt untill a week ago that I learnt that VIOLIN pulls the strings of my heart...

I attended a seminar on Solar energy technologies at ERNAKULAM... The Seminar was great with speakers from Germany(Both scientists & Business people), Switzerland, USA & Poland and OUR OWN IITs And even Politicians! The technical sessions were great with Dr.Ing. Druck's lecture being the most energetic & dynamic of them all. I must admit that he was like a rockstar! Dr.Bandhopadhyay of MNRE was present for the inauguration and he presented about the facilities and operations under MNRE.

The evening came quickly at the Rajagiri School of Engineering & Technology. The evening, as I expected was funfilled. I already had some exposure of the MALAYALAM Talents, when I did my senior schooling there. The show contained the usual traditional songs, dances musicals etc. I was unable to enjoy the show completely due to the constant & repeated phone calls! (From Chinnamma, Kalam Nagappan, Subash, Thennarasu...!)

But I was present for the live CONCERT! There was this WONDERFUL girl on the stage with a lovely BASS Guitar in her hand. The guy near her was also simply rocking with his guitar... I was expecting a great show... It was really great to hear & feel all the music & energy there. I was flying... Or at least it was SO, untill I heard the VIOLIN. Damn! How did I miss her? The girl in black with unplaited hair... She was virtually pulling the strings of my heart..! I heard VIOLIN in several Ilhayaraaja Songs & MS songs...

I started to love Guitar with the little exposure that I had in the latino music. (Mainly revolutionary songs) But I never heard them both in such clarity! The moment was a great moment of self revelation. I couldnt sit there... That was the END of all that I could remember. I sat there physically, with my soul wand"err"ing near the music of violin and the Violinist!

I said in MY MIND. "I will learn VIOLIN... "

At the back of my mind there was a voice... "இப்படிதான் சொல்லி GUITAR class சேந்த... அடுத்து வயலினா? கிழிஞ்சுது..."

First blog at Blogger.

Well, I am almost an year old in blogging yet I've got only a few (at multiply). I was editing my associations's website (www.gnanadeepam.org.in) and suddenly I felt like posting the poem that I wrote a couple of days ago. (Frankly I didnt know abt the BLOGGER... I didnt know that we could sign in with google account...) I was always worried about the long forms that one'd to fill up and the new passwords that one'd to remember. I really love gmail and its one thing which made my life comfortable... (Here I might've sounded as if I am damn busy but in reality whatever the correspondence that I get these days are here only after I signed in gmail. So, to be precise, I was grown up in gmail.)

By the by I will try posting my more sensible things soon.