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Posted: 9 years ago
Seasonal change

It is five in the morning and it is as if the very air is in mourning
The cold,the chill of the months that sing their hurrah in the end of the year
singing their tunes of november,december and the birth of january
are gone and have given way to the heat and the beat of the new year's summer
sticky,sweaty and clogging heat that makes my limbs feel
as if the earth's gravity has doubled,trebled to the gravity of the gas giants
all the water i drank to beat the humidity find their way out of my body
as rivulets of sweat pour from my head and join other rivulets all over my body
even the birds are quiet,beaten to subdued lamentations as they feel the change
now in february,the cold and relief of the last months seem so far away
and yet december and january seem just there,so tantalisingly close
that i stretch my arms as if to bring them back,pleading them to stay
stay,nay and so it is left but to foray,head,sweat into the days of heat
and probably they are chorusing to the dark and cool days of winter
in the lyrics of the king " beat it,beat it,just beat it,beat it
and singing their own chorus " heat it,heat it,just heat it,heat it
so the season of the mighty sun is here on a long lease
and the cold of the gentle winters seem like a subtle tease
like the eyes and lips of a beautiful woman you see here and there
promising so much and yet all you see of her is a glimpse
always teasing and yet also always leaving and passing you by


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Redemption 66

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do

I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do

"Here Comes The Rain Again" by EURYTHMICS


He went over the wall like a monkey scampers up a tree and jumped over the wall onto the mound of sand that was piled up against it on the other side.Landing softly he smiled to himself and thought it would be a wonderful place to play hide and seek with his twin brother.But his parents had told them very strictly that they could not play in the newly dug up place and that they would get a thrashing if they were caught breaking the rules.
He slowly slid down the huge pile of sand and rubble and found the consequences of all the noises that had been going on from morning to evening for the past few weeks.Like moths attracted to light they had gone up to their terrace and had watched in fascination as huge beasts of machines clawed the ground and dug deep wounds in it.
He sat still as watched the maze of pathways which had been dug up and on which soon a new multi storey building would be built,towering over their property.

The darkness of the foundation was a bit eerie but that didnt stop him and he jumped deep into the belly of the foundation which must have been nearly ten feet deep.He looked back to the wall of his house and imagined the curve of the ball as it arced over the wall and where it could have landed.Slowly getting his bearings he entered the maze and just ten feet into it,something primeval,a primtive instinct warned him that he was not alone but it was too late.Even as the hands closed around his throat and started squeezing the life out of him,his only thoughts were of his brother and how worried he would be.He fought with strength beyond his tender years for he fought not for his life but to stay alive to be with his brother.But it was in vain and the light faded and vanished.


My soul is a bleeding gash

Tears from rudran's eyes slowly danced their way to the edge of his chin and they hung there as if in doubt to leave his skin and maybe hung in fear of dropping down on to the table and splatter themselves silly.

Rudran wiped his tears and smiled " bloody hell,there i go crying like a sissy when ever i talk about my brother.I am sorry renuka,sorry for subjecting you to this sorry tale of mine.'

Renu looked at him with immense sadness ' but how could your brother just have disappeared like that,vanishing into thin air.That is impossible.somebody must have seen something'

Rudran nodded ' just like you,the police really did their best for there was tremendous pressure on them since my dad was a big shot those days and was well connected with the govt.But like the mystery it is today,it was a mystery then and remains a naked and unhealed wound in my soul.'

'Is that why you became a cop and doing what you are doing ?'

Rudran tilted his head ' maybe,maybe not but both me and bhairav were always talking about cops,army and pilots.so even if he was here there is a high probability that we both would have become cops or joined the army.'

'I am so sorry for your loss rudran.I cannot even begin to imagine the trauma that you must have gone through then.'

'No renu,not only then but every moment from then to this moment and until my breath lives this body,the pain of losing him will be my constant companion.'

' But rudran,how can you go on remembering and torturing yourself over something which happened so long ago.Don't you think it is time you let him go and bring yourself peace to live your life normally.'

Rudran looked at her and smiled ' never and i mean never.I don't want to let him go for that means i will be gone too.But i know for certain that someday i will find out what really happened to bhairav and then after settling scores i might have a chance at living a normal life.'

It was totally dark outside but the soft,yellow,Led lights on the ceiling of the cafe day shone all over the place and bathed them gently with its muted colors.

Rudran gently took renukas hands ' Renu,i am broken man inside.I carry too much rage and vengeance in my soul to give you any kind of chance to live a normal life and you will realise that you will be in the darkness with me for that is where i dwell as do most broken souls who have been ravaged by tragedy and loss at an early age.I am not sure if i will ever change and i am not sure if i want to at all.'

' You are a nice person,a beautiful woman who has so much to offer to another but not me.I know you feel strongly about me for i am not blind and surely not that dead to not notice you and what you do to me.'

Renuka was about to say something when the waitress who had served them discreetly coughed and softly whispered ' would you like to order something else ?'

Both knew that they had to vacate their places for slowly the place was beginning to fill up and Rudran looked at the waitress and requested her to bring the bill which she readily placed on their table.

Stepping outside renuka called her drivers mobile and asked him to head home and informed him that she would be travelling with her friend.

Rudran looked at her and then both quietly walked towards their car and found the huge dog sitting next to their vehicle in the same place where he had been when they had last seen him.

He opened the rear door and in jumped the dog and sat quietly looking at both of them as if urging them both to get in.

Inside the car,rudran turned to renuka to say something and she gently placed her fingers of her right hand on his lips and shook her head ' no sorrys,no apologies and no need for excuses.okay.Trust me for i understand and someday i hope you will understand too.'

She leaned over and cupping his face with both hands,gently planted a soft kiss on his forehead and both stayed lost in the moment and these are the moments when trust,comfort are the first seeds that are sown and would bloom as true love.A love to die for and this tender and gentle gesture sealed their bond and two broken halves became one as they closed on themselves and shut themselves from the world outside.

"Love is a chemical reaction, but it cannot be fully understood or defined by science. And though a body cannot exist without a soul, it too cannot be fully understood or defined by science.
Love is the most powerful form of energy, but science cannot decipher its elements. Yet the best cure for a sick soul is love, but even the most advanced physician cannot prescribe it as medicine."
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

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Redemption-chapter 67

"Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot."
? E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly


Love,what is this feeling of love and how do you describe to someone that you are in love.Something happens,something incredible happens when you fall in love and you are in that state called love.But wait being in love,falling in love,feeling love for someone else is all so close to your faith,spirituality and the topic of god,the realm of mysterious feelings and emotions.

Falling in love,being together in that love and living a life full of love.Well love is the common factor but if you pause and think and look back you will realise that your own feelings,emotions and the stormy thoughts when you found yourself in love,found that you were tremendously attracted to him or her was so different than when you actually consummated the love and it culminated in marriage and children.

There are various states and stages of love and everyone at some point in their life think back to that time,the first moment they laid their eyes on the object of their affection,the pining,the aching and so much more.The first kiss,making out,making love is all good and yet that state before all that,that first moments when you stopped breathing for a second because loves arrows had finally met their mark on you are the greatest moments and after that,pretty much everything is ---------------------- fill in the blanks with your love.


Changes

Rudran came to a halt outside the huge mansion of Kandaswamy mudaliyar and switching off the engine turned to look at Renuka who smiled and looked down at her hands which were bunching up the ends of dupatta into a small ball.

She looked up to see rudran watching her hands and slowly let go of the cloth which heaved a sigh of relief and spread itself in relief after being squeezed by its owner for so long.

Rudran did not want the moment to end and yet the day and the days of the past few weeks were finally taking a toll on both his body and mind.

She knew she had to go and she also that he had to go but she could not drag herself away from him and not after spending so much personal time with him.But more than that she felt she needed to be next to him,protecting him,caring for him and soothing his tired body and mind.

'Rudran,do you want to come in for a cup of coffee.'

He had never felt so strong and yet so weak and he had never ever felt so many emotions that the day in her presence had evoked in him and he desperately wanted to be with her.

' No,renuka.Not today.sorry.'

Renuka nodded ' i understand you must be tired.well then, i will take leave of you.call me when you have the time.'

She got out of the car and then reached back again into the car and ruffled the huge dog's head who whined gently and licked her hand.

" oh,by the way rudran.when are you leaving to madurai?'

Rudran let out a deep sigh ' i was thinking of leaving tomorrow.But i doubt if it will be possible for i have to shift my mother to a safer place and only after that can i think of going to madurai.'

Renuka's lips opened and the words blurted out before she could process them ' if you are going,then i would like to come along with you.we could take the BMW or any other car in my dads garage.'

Rudran had wanted to ask her if she wanted to accompany him on the trip to madurai and here she was voicing his exact thoughts ' but,won't your dad mind? i mean not the car but you coming along with me.'

Renuka laughed and then reached in and gently touched rudran's cheek and just as she removed her hand,her fingers softly grazed his lips and the fire of passion reached out and engulfed both of them.

'good night then and call me when you are ready to leave and i will let you know when you can come and pick me up.'


She stood watching until rudrans car left the private road that led to their house and joined the main road and
disappeared from view but he was now safely locked in her soul and her every step back into the house felt like she was walking on quicksand.

Renuka entered the house and nearly bumped into her dad who was carrying a tray with a teapot and few cups.

Father and daughter looked at each other and Renu smiled at her dad and was about to go to her room when kandaswamy ' Renuma,is everything okay?'

Renuka heard her dad but her thoughts were somewhere else and then realising he was still standing there looking at her,she hurriedly ' appa,sorry,did you say something?'

Kandaswamy mudaliyar ' I asked you if everything was okay and if you wanted to join us for a cup of tea in the gardem.'

' Yes,let me go have a bath first and then i will join you both.ten minutes.'

Kandaswamy stood watching his child walk away to her room and then he made his way to the garden where anuradha sat watching the lights of chennai drive away the dark of the night.

She looked up at Kandaswamy ' I thought i saw our black bmw drive into the garage.Has renu come back?'

Placing the tray down on the marble table,kandaswamy nodded and went about pouring tea into the cups and then gave one to anuradha who took it and then looked at him quizzically and he returned her look with a shrug and a look of worry on his face.

Anuradha looked at Kandaswamy 'ennapa aachu,why do you look so worried?'

Kandaswamy mudaliayar placed his cup on the table and looked at Anu ' love is such a beautiful thing,such a beautiful experience and yet when it comes down to mundane and cliched life,you have to stop,ponder and decide if it is all worth it.one has to decide between love and life.'

Anuradha too placed her cup down and took a few seconds to stare at kandaswamy ' what is going on and who are you talking about?'

Kandaswamy mudaliyar looked at Anuradha ' Renu,i am talking about our renuma.she is in love.'

Anuradha nearly jumped out of the chair in excitement 'what are you saying? our renu has found someone.who,when?'

Kandaswamy mudaliayar ' She has found the best man in the world to fall in love with but who also i think is most unsuitable for her.'

Anuradha was totally clueless to his cryptic words ' sorry kanda,but you are confusing me and also scaring me a little.'

In her room even the act of taking off her clothes felt new to her as she slipped out them and then entering the cubicle turned on the shower gently,adjusting the hot and cold knobs of the shower to lukewarm and the water cascaded onto her,drenching her from head to toe and they whispered his name and every drop of water were like his kisses,his hot wet kisses all over his body and she felt the lukewarm water run through her breasts and she imagined his strong hands gently grazing her,teasing her as the water ran down her and she moaned and groaned in pleasure and enjoyed the ecstasy of being in love.

Renu opened her eyes as she realised the passion of love coursing and racing through her body and she whispered ' i will die for you,i will live for you and only you for i love you and simply because now i know what the word love means.I love you rudran.'

Mazhai Varum Arikuri, En Vizhigalil Theriyuthey
Manam Indru Nanaiyuthey, Ithu Enna Kaathala Saathala?
Pazhagiya Kaalangal, En Paarvayil Viriyuthey
Paathaigal Nazhuvuthey, Ithu Aeno Aeno?


Edited by s.satishkumar - 9 years ago
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FLOOR MEMORIES

It has been nearly 10 years since i have been laying my mortal body in this cot and lying down to sleep,regardless day or night.I purchased this cot from style spa,chamiers road when it used to be called Gautier furniture.I had modeled for an ad a few months earlier and a gentleman from the store who was present during the shoot had told me to contact him when i was in the market to buy some furniture.

It was the year 2005,the year of Hurricane katrina,the year of the mumbai floods and the year when the whole of tamilnadu was under water.I was busy with three tv serials and so mustering up courage i went ahead and purchased a new fridge,a microwave oven and the huge cot which has its own time zones.Along with the cot,i picked up this bed which really made a difference to the quality of sleep that i have had over the years from then

As promised i got a discount from Gautier and as life does,a few months later all three tv serials came to a halt.Panic,yes and well with a little help i crossed those difficult months and then Muhurtham happened and things started looking up.

I was born to pretty lower middle class parents and growing up did not know what a cot was or never laid my body on its wooden frame.It was a mat,bed sheet and a pillow but it was my mum,dad and kutty navin and kutty sanjay nearby and yet i have this phobia of sleeping in close proximity to another.weird,eccentric,yes i totally agree and so i always found the last spot away from kith,kin and common blood groups.

The only metal monster that called itself a fan hung like jesus in his final moments and well the fan too made such croaking and groaning noises that under its torment i lay looking up talking to it and was pretty damn sure that some monster dwelled in it for the squeaks and creaks were really eerie.

The only window to the house was the one in the hall and climbing the rosewood dresser i used to peer out and make conversations with my neighbouring kutties.the door and window were the only passages for light to enter our house and to touch our lives and that it didn't touch any of us is a lamentation for another era.

Once you enter the house it was only a passage into darkness of the tiny dining hall and into the small kitchen which brings back memories of my mother making ragi balls for my drunk dad and most of the time her black eyes reminded me of the ragi balls after the beating she had gotten from my dad.

I remember the red paint of the floor and i remember the very little furniture of the house and mostly i remember the light and its highways as it made its way over the top of our neighbour's houses opposite to us.

I used to sit and gaze in fascination at the beams of light,sometimes gently putting my fingers into them to play with the dust of our lives that floated in the light.They appeared trapped in the essence of the light and then i used to run inside for there was one another place where light used to enter our house and that was the in the ceiling of the kitchen.

The roofing was tiles in some places and concrete in some places and this small contraption of a chimney stuck up like little pygmies all over the roofs in the houses that ringed our courtyard.the chimney had a glass pane and light early,noon and late in the day lit up our house and lit up my brown face as i gazed up into its aura.

I remember many a time when me and kutty navin who is no more used to stand under the beams of lights as they descended upon us granting us peace and granting us reprieve from the dark that always seemed to surround our house.

Even when having lost everything and making my way to chennai to live with my aunt and under the watchful eye of my grandmom,the floor beckoned and the thin mattress below the cot that was the domain of my grandmom became my terminus for the night halts.

That teak cot that my grandmom slept in for well over thirty years was offered to me by cousin sujatha and although i didn't need it i took it and soon found that i had outgrown the cot and moreover it was too small to bear the burden of both me and my loved one.

The cot in the end made its way to Velu,our resident plumber,electrician and wizard of all genres when we lived on 33rd cross street,besant nagar.

The two passages that welcomed the light into the dark of our house soon welcomed death as it took my brother and dad.

The door opened and welcomed the afternoon light as it lit up navin who lay in the hallway and the window was where when after climbing the dresser i peered through to see my dad lay on a cot that he had never had lain in before and neither had i.

But i believe the light never left my side and has always been seeking me out,bathing me,protecting me and maybe that is why i spend so much time in its rising.Maybe knowingly and unknowingly i rise with every sunrise,rising from the darkness that fills my memories and the darkness whose tendrils still caress my soul.

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Morning symphony

My hearing is keener than my sight and from a very young age i have tried to listen and feel the vibrance and moods of the passage of time when it begins as a gentle and soothing sunrise and and rises to a blazing and burning afternoon and then it slips into the dark and quiet of the night.Being in the city,we are tuned to the rhythms and sounds of day and light and so too other species that dwell among us.

The crows start their caws and coos and then as the sunrise slips into a the still cool of early morning,pigeons,seven sisters,humming birds,mynahs,cuckoos and sometimes though rarely sparrows join in the morning symphony.The brass section is by the milk delivering group who add to the rising crescendo by their metal clanging of some contraption on their tri-cycle which pass of as bells,alarms or horns and the banging of the metal locks on all the concrete prisons that pass off as flats and houses.Sometimes arias and cantatas are by the few brownies and blackie dogs who howl their lamentations and are soon joined in by brownies in the next street.This long distance conversation of howls is sometime joined in by Italian female tenors in the guise of territorial cats who as usual have a face off and all they do is just stare and go 'meeeow,waaaw,maaaw' until my squeaky,sleepy voice joins in with a pettai rap of choicy tamil words that i learnt with eagerness when i came to chennai and also were my first flirtations with the language called tamil.

In my street this morning symphony or concerto accompanied by tenors of two and four legged and of the feather types is soon joined in by the horrible noises of the reverse gear alarms of cars that announce that they are reversing and soon a man who i have seen for a long time, really long time joins in with 'kolam maavu,kolam maavu' and his voice is just like the late and great m.r.radha and it scares the crap out of me and i think he knows it and does it with even more gusto as he sneaks up on me when i am lost in the art of scraping crow shit of my the car and i am sure someday he is going to be scraping his face of the road after i have stepped on it.

The morning symphony is in full flow and soon the iyengar maami in the next building blasts 'Kowsalya supraja Rama poorva sandhya pravarthathe,Uthishta narasardoola karthavyam daivamahnikam ' so loudly that lord vishnu who is fast asleep on his water bed will jump up in fear and anger muttering,well i dont know what bad words they use in heaven for i still haven't gotten there and with all these horny dreams of the maami i am not sure i will ever go there.

The iyengar household is an oasis among the iyers and i think they are still secretly waging and continuing the ancient war between saivites and vaishnavaites although the only fight comes from one iyer household and the only songs that i hear from that place which compete with 'kowsalya' are songs of the kuthu variety like ' appadi podu,podu and namma sinagri sarakku,nalla sarakku' and i fume wondering if the iyengar maamis name is singaari and if some iyer maama has plans to do the kuthu with her.

The dawn is now morning and from the left and right kishore kumar and ilayaraja start to add to the symphony and well me i leave them to go off for my running and i literally run away,far,far away to the beach and its music of just a few tracks.The gentle lullaby and mesmerising noises as the waves come jogging one after another and gently crash into the sandy beach.

The crows do make their way to the beach but are busy picking away at the remaining corn on the cobs that litter on the beach and someday's it looks like a hurricane felled a corn field.Though it is just assholes of the two legged species that did that rather than throw them into the many upright waste bins.

My hearing is keener than my sight and my mind is weirder than most and this is the music i hear,everyday and on most days.I hope you enjoyed the morning symphony.Be well.

Conducter-Mother nature

vocals by crows,cuckoos,mynahs,pigeons,cats and dogs
brass section by tri cycles,bicycles and reversing cars
additional vocals by subbulakshmi of carnatic fame and subbu of the kuthu fame
other credits to kishore,ilayaraja and kolam man.

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All the gold cannot match the feeling when you have someone to hold
All the gold cannot help when your soul is full of mold
Forget all that you were told and be bold
and venture on to the highway of life
even if you have been stabbed many times by many a knife
life is a misery full of strife
yet all that is forgotten as you watch the sun rise burning gold
and embraces you in its fold
in its light,in its might,in its sight i give in meekly without a fight
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Redemption-chapter 68

"I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes."

Anne Bront, Best Poems of the Bront Sisters


The dog in the backseat filled the rear view mirror with his form and more importantly with his stoic silence and it echoed in rudran and as his eyes caught a glimpse of the world behind his head and of the new canine friend,then again saw a flare of green,deep in the eyes of the dog.

Rudran shook his head,puzzled and also worried what or how he was going to care for the dog when his job took him everywhere except home.

The dog grunted a deep tone and gently nibbled rudran's left ear as if it was acknowledging his thoughts and worries and also telling him not to think too much about it.

Rudran chuckled at this show of love from the dog and then slowed down as he passed Nilgiri's,the one place where you could get anything and rudran wanted something and that was food for the dog.

Rudran slowly pulled into the left and since it was a narrow lane drove slightly over the platform so as to minimise his car on the road.Yet,he knew he could not park there for more than a few minutes for the traffic cops would tow it away and that was something he wanted to avoid.so he quickly turned and looked at the dog ' okay,what is it going to be pedigree or royal canin.'

The dog's expression turned visibly frustrated on hearing the choices and sensing it rudran wondered what his options were and then 'okay,what about rise and chicken mince.will that be okay for you.'

The dog opened is jaws and yawned and rudran smilingly compared the gaping yawn to a gaping great white just before it attacked its prey.

Rudran shrugged his shoulders 'okay boy,i will get all of them and will be back in two minutes,so chill and don't swallow any human beings before that.'

Using the button on his side he lowered all the windows so that the dog could have fresh air and also jump out if he felt the need,not that a glass window could stop him if he really wanted to get out.

Rudran rushed off into the nilgiri's shop and rushed back armed with carry bags that also held a water bowl for the beast.Just as he feared,there stood a traffic constable near the car but safely away from the reach of the dog inside.

The traffic cop looked at rudran ' sir,no parking here,violation,please pay fine or car will be impounded.'

The smell of booze from the traffic cop hit Rudran and he felt saddened at the man's atrocious behaviour while on duty,but acknowleged that he might have erred by parking there although there was no sign that warned people not to park there.

Rudran placed the carry bags inside the car and went along with the traffic constable who led him to a sub-inspector who was leaning on a enfield bullet and arguing with an elderly couple.

Rudran stood calmly with his hands folded on his chest and watched the proceedings in which the sub-inspector proceeded to harass the old couple.

The old man in his late sixties and who drove an old maruti,apparently had a broken tail light and also did not have a black sticker on his headlights that is required as it would reduce the glare of the vehicles headlights.

The old man was trying to tell the traffic cop that he honestly had not noticed the broken tail light and was trying to request the cop not to fine him for he was not carrying enough cash.

The traffic cop looked at them both ' sorry,you either pay the fine or leave the car and come and collect it tomorrow at the station after paying the fine.'

Rudran knew the cop was unnecessarily harassing the old couple on pretext of doing his duty and as it was in his nature intervened without any hesitation.

' excuse me sir, i will lend you the money for the fine and you can transfer it to my account.okay.'

This should have solved the problem but then it was predestined that lessons would be taught that day and the traffic cop looked at rudran and sarcastically sneered 'mister,mind your business and stay quiet' and rudran felt the fumes of booze from the sub-inspector.

But he remained calm and ' sir,you wanted them to pay the fine and since they are unable to do so i am helping them out.So,just take the money and give them a receipt and please,don't tell me what my business is.'

The sub-inspector was a inch taller than rudran and his tummy hung over his belt and in the grips of alcohol did something which he might not have done if he was sober for then he and the constable would have recognised Rudran for what he was.But in the dim light of the street he made a move that he would regret for a long time.

The traffic cop leaned over and using his right hand gripped rudrans shirt collar and tried to pull him towards him but rudran stood unmoving and just as his immovable strength vibrated through to the senses of the cop,rudran gently lifted his left hand and took hold of the cops wrist and squeezed it and the next minute the sub inspector was howling in pain like a little girl.

With his right hand rudran reached back into his wallet and placing it on the challan book,took out his ID and gently raised it to the sub inspectors eyes who saw the stars and then literally saw stars as rudran smacked his cheek with a slap that sounded like a clap of thunder.

The sub-inspector dropped both his hands to his side and training took over instinctively and he slapped a salute at a higher ranking officer and that too of IPS ranking.

Rudran looked at him and then at the other constable ' on duty and both of you are smelling of booze.Now i am going to make a call to the commissioner and let us see what he thinks of your behaviour.'

Like school students before a headmaster both cops dropped their heads and stared at the laces of their shoes and then the sub-inspector handed over the driver's licence to the old man and meekly asked him to carry on.

Then he turned to leave and was surprised to see the dog next to him with its fur up in anger and that nearly doubled its size and then the dog did something that nearly panicked rudran and that was the dog advanced slowly and menacingly towards the traffic cops for whom the dog in the dim light looked like a lion advancing on them,ready to tear them to shreds.

The sub-inspector let out a whimper and then his bladder broke and his khaki pants were stained with his fear.

The dog turned back and rudran could have sworn that it winked at him and smiled with an open mouth and rudran could not help but break into laughter and then the old couple too joined in and all was well.

On the way home Rudran whispered to the dog ' boy,you are really something.I wonder what your story is and i really wonder as to what name i should use to address you.'


My name is Buddha.I come from the light and i always come when he calls and when he is in need.I have come now to stand by your side and wage war with the darkness that threatens to cover this land with its evil and i am ready to lay my life just to be by your side.

Rise now rudran,rise now with me for the ancients beckon you to the mountains where you will find redemption and peace.

Edited by s.satishkumar - 9 years ago
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On my wall

Dark brown,parched skin with a texture hard as stone
It lies across the wall exposed to elements down to its bone
Its fellow kith and kin stand high and mighty waving their limbs
and green clothes waving their right now,gone tomorrow immortality
The stunted,now dead,once alive tree is shorn of its limbs and green locks
and it lays on the wall ignored by me and those who inhabit the cement coops
A green vine,slender as a worm has finally worked its way up the dead tree
and like a green viper or a mamba working their way up to the birds nest
this single vine has now spread multiple limbs of bright green and has
embraced the dark dead tree and using the dead one as its crutch
has now popped its slender,wavy head over the wall
i see buds,tender shoots in them and i keep whispering ' go vine,keep going'
the dead tree has come alive in its death and still serves a purpose
and i take the lesson and imbibe it for maybe it is the purpose
even in death and in stoic silence the crutch remains
a fallen one against the wall,dead but still stands tall
for it lives even in death,still serving,still full of purpose

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To the skies

This is the only life i know,this avatar of mine,this sometimes ordeal,sometimes joyous flight of fancy that flies among the stars burning,blazing and then burnt out it falls like a shooting star burnt by the very earths atmosphere.

This is the only time i will have of this only life and maybe that is why i have given wings to this fancies,this figments of fiction and paranormal for the mundane and cliched life is so boring that i lose myself in stories of heroes and voyages across the universe.

This mind right now is the only one in my possession,the only soul and only song i can sing and like those tiny colorful,tweeting ones trapped,locked in a cage i too tweet for i have no physical wings to soar like the eagle up,high in the clouds.So i fly,i fight,i wage war in the characters of mine and i transcend this mortal and boring life among my tribe and among my species and am born again anew in new characters.

I wish,i really wish i could take you all to the fantastic visions and realms i travel to,soar to for many a time after i have finished writing i read and realise that the writings have not done justice to my flights of fancy.But i will keep on,keeping on for i know one day that this vivid imagination will bear fruit and will carve,sculpt something nice,something important but still something that will bring joy and a tender smile on those who read my soul and the song that this caged bird tweets.

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Redemption-chapter 69

"Therefore I would ask you to write all kinds of books, hesitating at no subject however trivial or however vast. By hook or by crook, I hope that you will possess yourselves of money enough to travel and to idle, to contemplate the future or the past of the world, to dream over books and loiter at street corners and let the line of thought dip deep into the stream."? Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own


Shadows

They are a secret group whose ancestry is mired in the dark as their activities.They act with hidden agendas and their actions are all seemed and aimed at some distant destination.But it seems the time is now and the moment has come when the shadows will emerge from the dark into the light and they bring with them global destruction and a disease that will be the end of mankind.

They have lain hidden for eons in the shadows where they had been cast into and now the time has come for revenge and for a new beginning and so they come into the glare of limelight and they come with a gift that will redefine the term Bioterrorism.


Calm before the storm

Kandaswamy and anuradha's eyes were totally focussed on their daughter Renuka as she came towards them.They both noticed that the veil of pain that had covered her had seemed to have taken flight for a glow,a new aura seemed to cover their child and she floated in it and towards them.

Renuka gave them both a hug each and her happiness rubbed off on them and they decided to wait for her to speak her mind before they could raise their fears and doubts about her new found happiness.

Renu poured herself a small cup of tea and picked up a coconut cookie from the tray and started nibbling it and then suddenly seemed lost in a trance and yet a blush filled her face and danced on her full and beautiful lips.

Kandaswamy whispered 'see,the same state i seem to be in when ever i think of you and that is constantly.'

Anuradha blushed and for the moment love,memories and blushes filled the air in the garden and in their souls.

Both father and mother waited for their daughter to talk about her day and when she looked like she was going to remain in her own bubble,Anuradha reached out and clasped renu's arm and gently shook it.

Renu looked at them both ' sorry,very sorry for i was somewhere else lost in my thoughts.'

Kandaswamy a war veteran in board room politics and meetings hesitated for though he wanted to talk to his daughter about Rudran,the gentleman in him knew that in the end it would be an invasion of his daughters privacy.Yet,she was his only child and he was duty bound to inform her about the pros and cons of geting close with a police officer.

'Renu,how is mr.rudran doing?'

Renu did not miss the doubt,worry that filled his face,voice although the question he posed to her was a general on.

' He is okay dad.He conveyed his regards to both of you and said would drop in here to see both of you in a couple of days.'

Kandaswamy pushed on for now that he had renu talking,he thought he might just use the moment to voice his doubts and fears.

But before he could say or ask her about their friendship, renu announced ' i might be going to madurai for a couple of days with Rudran.Mr.sadashivam who was killed in the hospital apparently had a wish for his remains to be scattered on some mountain near madurai.'

Kandaswamy looked at anuradha and then at renu ' Renuma, is it okay for your dad to talk about your personal life and matters of heart.'

Renuka looked at him with a puzzled expression ' dad,you and mum are a part of my heart and if you dont talk about it then who will talk to me or who will i talk to.So,just ask me what ever it is that is weighing on your mind.'

Kandaswamy mudaliyar's mind was filled with all the fears and questions that fill every fathers heart when they know that their daughter is interested in someone,but that someone might just not be right for their daughter.

' Renu,you know how much i respect mr.rudran and how dearly i hold him in my heart.But nothing is more important than you for you are more valuable to me than myself and even your mother.So, i want you to trust me and understand me when i voice my fears and doubts about your friendship with Rudran.'

Renuka started smiling ' Appa,please you don't have to torture and hurt yourself so much for i know exactly what you and amma are thinking.Believe me when i tell you that i understand your fears and probably would say the same thing to my child if we were in this same situation.But before we go further let me tell you what i feel and what i think about this situation.'

' Dad,although i am your daughter,i have always been brought up as an ordinary girl by amma and i have an ordinary job as a professor in a college.Very few people are even aware of the fact that you have a child and that she is called renuka.Forget me,you are one of the richest people in this country and yet you remain unmarried and the reason is that you still love amma and for that simple reason called love,you sacrificed your youth and bravely went up against your whole family when they refused permission to marry amma.Till date,you remain a bachelor but i know that you have lived your adult life and still live it as if you are a happily married man.A man with so much wealth,so much power and so many opportunities and yet you live with only one woman in your heart and soul,and that is anuradha.'

Anuradha's eyes filled with tears and she took kandaswamy's hand and held it against her heart.

'You know kandha,until this moment and until renu described it so beautifully the love you have for me,i was totally unaware of the magnitude about our relationship.But i understand now and all i want to say is thank you and i am so sorry for depriving you of so much.'

kandaswamy gently embraced her and held her against his chest and renu waited for them to enjoy the beautiful moment.

But if she thought that her dad would forget about her and rudran for now,she was wrong for just as she was about to leave them in their moment,her dad held her hand and asked her to remain seated.

' Renu,you know Rudran's line of work.so you are aware of all the dangers he faces when it comes to his job and so i don't have to explain or nag you about the reasons why we both are worried for your safety and future.'

Renu smiled ' dad,i could have been dead and if i am alive right now it is because of rudran who saved me and my students.Yes,i agree his job is dangerous but when danger comes who do you think is the best person to protect me and to be my side.who did you call when rahul uncle's grandchildren were kidnapped.Rudran.'

Anuradha was about to say something ' dad,mum if there is going to be a man in my life then it is rudran.If not i am going to live my life in loneliness and drown myself in my work.But i will not run away or go against your wishes and elope with him.okay.It will be either rudran and renuka or it will be only renuka.There i have said what i have to say.all right.Now,i am really tired and am going to take a nap.If i don't join you both for dinner i will see you in the morning.'

Renuka got up and she planted a kiss on both their heads and walked away to her room leaving her parents with heavy hearts full of worry and yet also full of pride.

Renuka closed the door to her room and heard the mobile call out to her and in an instant she knew who it was and grabbing the phone she breathlessly whispered ' hi and Rudran whispered back 'hello renuka.'

Both held their phones to their ears and their lips pressed against them although it was their souls which were doing the talking.The silence was not silence for ever the silence felt like they were talking and gave them both so much pleasure.

Rudran ' thank you for being with me today.I appreciate it.'

Renuka ' no problem,you are welcome.'

But her soul was quietly whispering ' rudran,if for the rest of my life,all i have to do is accompany you to crematoriums i will happily do so.for all that matter is that i am next to you and you are next to me.'

Vaa Vaa Anbe Anbe
Kaathal Nenje Nenje
Un Vannam Un Ennam
Ellamae En Sontham
Ithayam Muzhuthum Enathu Vasam
Vaa Vaa Anbe Anbe
Kaathal Nenje Nenje


Edited by s.satishkumar - 9 years ago

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