Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Leave him alone

If he chooses to write, why not.
He only says what he feels, can he say anything more than that? He is a writer, Even if his opinion is based on facts according to his statement, why draw unnecessary attention to the problem?
Some guys feel that he is insane.
Others are glad he is writing in their favour and they thank him for his writing.
Others think he is a threat and disallow him from entering into their country.
Yet others consider taking from him his distinctions.

It is his opinion, nothing more and nothing less. Read him if you wish and stop attacking him out of your own fears. An old Tamil saying (Thirukkural) goes "Of what is heard from whomsoever (whomsoever's mouth), discerning the truth in it, is wisdom/knowledge."

Monday, April 9, 2012

new line

The day I was thirty five, a
new line was found on my cheek.
I'm growing old, I thought.
What is the balance? Have I ever defined any
new lines in society?
Produced something of value? and I started thinking about old stuff but a
new line interrupted me
Time for a
new line of thought, I thought to myself and a
new line, another
new line and yet another
new line appeared on my forehead as I strained my brain.


Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Plot digger

With an empty mind and a few pieces of chalk
I was born
I sought not, knew not what it was to seek
Knew not what is mind, nor feeling, nor thought,
Knew naught.
Look here today at this bundle of chemicals
Coursing through my knotted veins every second
Currents cackling through the nested catacombs
I built
Freedom is rare and only to be had
In moments of sheer exhaustion, victory or defeat
The edge of the cliff is the sole retreat
For the corrupted mind
Piles and piles of debris layer my space
Layers of dust, the dirt of decades
The first layer, laid beneath all the rest
I seek.
Lead me on to the base, and lead me beyond
For this is a law and not just a song
You placed my feet on this earth
I breathe.