*From & To Sathish* - Thread 4 - Page 109

unedited and unadulterated

Another day has begun and it is another new day. The darkness will flee and will be banished as the sun rises and even in the night, the sun fights the darkness with its reflection from a seemingly dead moon. Earth, on the other hand, appears blue to all those who see it from space and from as far away as gas giants, Jupiter, Saturn etc.

Another day spent writing stories about humans, and their good and bad deeds, and another day begins, with me sending good morning messages to all those who I care about, and who I think are worth the effort.

Some, have no use for it and do not reply and some care a wee bit and reply with an emoji. Of course, I do wonder if I could better, serve, life and nature by not wishing my fellow humans and by saving on energy, my own and that of my mobile phone and thus save on data usage.

Many a year ago, in 2010 to be exact, I used my phone to check my Facebook account and see how many likes I had gotten for petty, silly, cliched posts, posted on a whim and a passing mood and airtel sent me a bill for 2000 rs and change and said, ' Roaming charges.'

Roaming is detrimental to one's health. Be it physical or mental.

But, I cannot deny the guilty pleasures of seeing blue on WhatsApp and red on Facebook and yet there is a constant battle to shut down and step away from mundane matters such as WhatsApp and Facebook.

A friend, well-meaning in his thought, questioned me, ' don't you get tired of seeing the beach and sending the same pics of the sea and sun?'

I was lost for an answer and the coward that I am and as is the nature of mine, I remained silent and still for I had nothing with which to answer him and his question.

Then, consciously I began to stop sending messages and thoughts, thinking it was wise and better that way.

A few days later, the friend texted me, ' Hey, I am missing your messages of the sun and the sea. Hope you are doing okay?'

Now, I was really lost and had no clue as to what all this meant.

Just sharing my thoughts as always and going to places and asking questions that others term as ' WTF.'

COVID-19

500 cases... Lockdown 🔐

5000 cases... clapping👏

10000 cases... light show🕯️

40000 cases... flowers from sky🌸

50000 cases... booze party everywhere🍺

60000 cases... Railways start 🚂

70000 cases... 20 lakh crore distribution 💴

CORONA IS CONFUSED.😫

Are they fighting with me or celebrating my arrival ❓

இனிமேல் குடிகாரர்கள் என்று சொல்லாமல்.... "மதுப்பிரியர்கள்"

என்றுதான் சொல்ல வேண்டுமாம்.

சாதாரணமாக குடிப்பவர் - மதுவன்பர்

குடித்துவிட்டு தகறாறு செய்பவர் - மதுவம்பர்

டாஸ்மாக் தொலைபேசி எண் - மதுநம்பர்

குடித்துவிட்டு மாடியிலிருந்து குதிப்பவர் - மதுஜம்பர்

குடித்ததும் கவிதை கூற ஆரம்பிப்பவர் - மதுகம்பர்

மது பங்க்கர் - எவருக்குந் தெரியாமல் மறைந்திருந்து குடிப்பவர்.

மது பந்தர் - குடித்துவிட்டு குரங்குச்சேட்டை செய்பவர்..

மது சிந்தர் - வாயோரம் ஒழுகவிட்டு குடிப்பவர்..

மது சித்தர் - உடன் குடிப்போருக்கு மருந்து சொல்பவர்

மது சிங்கர் - குடித்தால் மட்டும் பாடுபவர்..

மது சங்கர் - சங்கத்து ஆட்கள கூட்டுச் சேர்த்து குடிப்பவர்

இனி குடிக்கமாட்டேன் என சபதம் எடுப்பவர் மதுநோன்பர்

வேடிக்கை பார்த்து உள்ளே வெம்புபவர் மதுவெம்பர்

எத்தனை ரவுண்டு குடித்தாலும் ஸ்டெடியாக நிற்பவர் மதுதெம்பர்

குடித்து நிறைய உளறுபவர்-மது ரம்பர்

மனைவி ஊருக்கு செல்லும்போது மட்டும் மது அருந்துபவர் : மதுபம்பர்

குடித்துவிட்டு தர்மம் செய்பவர் மதுதர்மர்.

New trains have been announced today in the name of celebrities

Modi Express: Will, not stop till it reaches the destination

Bappi Lahiri Express: Pull chain, another chain will be seen behind it

Ekta Kapoor Express: will come three times on the same platform in slow motion

Amir Khan Express: Will run once in a year and pick the passengers as per its choice

Salman Khan Express: Can also run on the footpath

Manmohan Express: one and only silent train

Dhoni Express: 95% journey @ 10km/hr and remaining 5% @ 400km/hr

Mamata Express: Train will run in the opposite direction of the destination.

Rahul Gandhi Express: Will get derailed repeatedly

Congress Express: An experienced driver in each coach, driver Off engine on leave

Amit Shah Express: Covers the whole country except Delhi

Kejriwal Express: Sure to start, but no guarantee it will reach its destination for it could stop midway if the driver decides to abandon the train..

And finally, Indian Railways ka shaan

Rajnikant Express: Train will remain static at one place and stations will come and go!

Unedited & Unadulterated

Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day.

In the beginning, the voice was solo and mono in sound and it was both right and left at the same time. Then came another sound, another voice and mono became stereo and they chose between right and left. But, two sounds, do not immediately make a stereo sound and not as long as they think, exist and sing in Mono thought and sound.

They stepped away, giving distance to each other and allowing each other space to breathe, exist for themselves and also for the other and now together they sang and threw their voices and it came together in a beautiful sounding stereophonic sound.

Sing for yourself and with the other, sing for joy and sing in stereo.

WTF! hold on to the curses.

Many years ago, I was setting up these small speakers in the bedroom so that I could turn the tv watching experience into something similar to the one we experience in the movie halls.

The sound was not right and off and only then did I learn about how to position speakers properly so that both can throw their sounds into the centre to create a stereophonic stage.

Do you remember hearing somewhere how a champagne flute is used when one is buying a very expensive sound system?

The glass is placed in the centre and the sound slowly raised and at a certain point it shatters, not just because of the volume increase but more because of the right resonance of the sound.

There it is, the right resonance, the right frequency in our voices and what sweet sounds that will make and imagine when all sing in chorus and at the right pitch and in stereo. WOW!

Utopia. Illusion but hopefully a dream that someday will come true and the entire universe will listen to Earth's perfect resonance and vibration.

All it takes is a bit of sacrifice. The sacrifice of Ego, Greed, Selfishness, and importantly religion-based persecutions and segregations.

Just in case, you are curious and are wondering why I am constantly harping on love, peace for all of us and for the entire world, it is because I have nothing better to do.

By, saying nothing better to do, I mean apart from eating, sleeping, working and etc, yup, those things, bodily things.

Vaanathai Pola 138

She waited after asking him what had happened after he had been kidnapped and saw him stare right into her but not looking at her for clearly his thoughts seemed to be somewhere else and she saw his eyebrows slowly coming together and Kavita wondering if the blow on his had caused him some kind of temporary amnesia, placed her hand on his forehead and whispered lovingly, ' forget it Radhu, for that is not important right and it is behind us and the most important thing right now is that you are alive and here with me.'

' No, Kavita, the kidnapping is not behind us, and will not be, until I find out who those men were, and why they targetted me.'

Radhu looked at her, ' They were men, whose type, I know very well Kavita, for their blood runs in my veins, too.'

' I am sorry, Radhu, but what do you mean when you say the same blood runs in you?

' means, that they are from the same background as me or were once but not anymore for they have turned their backs on their training, discipline and virtues that were drilled and instilled into them.'

Kavita slowly used a finger to trace an arc down his nose and then gently pressing his lips, asked,' how can I understand who those men are when I don't even know who my own man is, what he does for a living, where he lives, and who his family is?

' Minister, you have trusted me with your body, soul and love and all I ask of you is, trust me a little while longer while I finish finding the answers to the questions that brought me to Chennai?

Seeing her confusion, Radhu kissed her gently and said, ' I came to Chennai to find out why my dad was brutally attacked and left to die and now, I also have been attacked, and I think the same men are behind both the attacks. I was struggling to find a lead, a trace to begin tracking these men who attacked my dad and I think I know where to start.'

Kavita looked at him and then in an unsure tone asked Radhu, ' Are we by any chance talking about, Brigadier Rajashekar, who was attacked and now lies in a coma?

' yes, but it is a long story and one that I will tell you when the time is right which is not right now. For, now it is time for me to disappear and go about finding the men who are behind both the attacks.'

Kavita sat up and said, ' My govt thinks you are dead and that you were murdered by people who wanted to avenge the death of Selvam, Jagatratchagan's son and this news is going to come out soon. I myself am leaving to Madurai to meet him and to calm him down for he can be a real nuisance to our ruling party and which we surely don't need right now.'

Radhu heard what Kavita was saying but they never sunk into his brain for his eyes and thoughts were on her beautiful breasts crowned with pink nipples that looked like tiny rosebuds.

She searched for a sheet to cover herself but finding none, instead slowly reached back and covered herself with her long black hair that left his heart racing at the speed of light and he said, ' Do you know how beautiful you are?

She smiled, and spotting the single door, raised an eyebrow and Radhu nodded confirming that it indeed was the bathroom, and Kavita went in but left the door open for there was nothing left to hide anymore from each other.

It was a small bathroom, but clean and turning the knob she stood and let the water rain down on her and smiled as the door opened and the small bathroom was now just a cramped space and both stood with the shower cascading on them.

He stood behind her and let slowly caressing her thighs, arms and cupping her breasts and as her quiet began to turn to deep breaths, he gently spread her legs from behind and pushed himself into her and made love to her.

She had heard her female friends talk about it. She had heard many women bitch and gossip about it and yet here and now with him inside her, Kavita knew why sex was such a beautiful thing and why it was called making love.

Turning her around and with the water still raining down on them, he kissed her and then slowly sank to his knees and took her into his mouth and she exploded into his lips and that only urged him to lick her more madly and she knew then, the meaning of the saying " I thought I had died and was in heaven."

Much later, she sat in her bra and panty and watched as he methodically ironed her saree leaving no crease and winking at her, said, ' one must at all times put up a pretence and the right appearance.

He stood watching her, enjoying the way she dressed, then combed her hair and was back looking nearly the same way as she had entered the room as Minister Kavita.

As she stepped out of the door that stood between them, she looked at him, ' No words of goodbye for there is no more goodbyes between us for I am you and you are me. See you soon.'

Vaanathai Pola 139

Radha Krishnan watched the door close but not before both their eyes gazed on each other and then the door came between them and separated them. He, heard the key turn in the lock, and stood still and stuck in the place where she had left him and then, he heard the key turn again and the door opened and she stood with tears in her eyes.

' I am scared. I am really scared that I might not see you again.'

She came into his open arms and felt her heartbeat return to normal again and looking up at him asked, ' Is this what they call love and is this how one feels when they fall in love?'

He gently kissed her lips and said, ' Yes.'

She looked at him with questions swimming in her eyes, ' have you been in love before?'

' Yes, ' he replied.

Not knowing how to react to this reply, she nodded and bent her head and then slowly gathering courage, asked, ' What happened to your love, I mean her and do you still love her?'

' Yes,' he replied.

She looked at him sadly, ' are you married?'

' Yes. I still am married but single.'

Kavita confused and feeling a bit hurt, tried to step back but Radhu held her easily and said, ' I was married and we had a son. But, both were killed many years ago.'

'omg! I am so sorry. Please forgive me, Radhu. I don't know what has come over me but it is making me behave in the most childish and idiotic way.'

Holding her tightly, Radhu gazed upon her with tender eyes, ' Kavita, I had no idea that you existed and that I would meet you and fall in love with you. I have not been with another woman for the past five years and have had no need for it for I felt no desire in me. But, all that changed the moment I saw you for I saw myself reflecting in your eyes.'

' I felt the same way when my eyes looked into your eyes and the feeling was that I was finally meeting the piece of soul that had been missing from me.'

Crying, smiling, she said, ' But now, with your arms around me and with your breath filling my lungs, I feel complete and whole and repaired.'

She gently brushed her lips against his and said, ' I am sorry for asking you questions of personal nature. I did that out of insecurity and the need to have you all for myself and not share you with anyone else.'

Both looked at each other and she said, ' I feel better now that I have gotten those petty thoughts out of my head.'

Radhu watched as she closed the door and heard her turning the key in the lock and heard her footsteps as they walked away from him.

He heard a whisper and closing his eyes, whispered back, ' I am sorry for betraying you.'

' No, Radhu. You have not betrayed us, and in fact, have only made us happy. There is somebody now to love you and care for you and give you all that we could not give you. It is a blessing. It is an answer to our prayers and she is the answer, the grace, the angel sent to love you and live for you.'

Radhu sat alone with his thoughts and whispering to his dead wife and son.

Unadulterated-Expecting and Accepting

Good morning. I wish you a beautiful day.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder simply and literally means that which one person finds beautiful or admirable may not appeal to another.

Forget the fact that it may not appeal to another, it might not be that way for the one you think is beautiful in the first place.

We see. we feel. we like. we love and we expect. We meaning the one who is feeling all that while the other is feeling something totally different.

We burden ourselves and burden the other with our burdens adding to the other who is already over-burdened.

Then, the conniving criminals we are, we take all that burdens, expectations and create an alter-ego and call it. God.

Atheist, me. Sorry, but no for I do believe in God and have now begun to really believe that there is a power and a reason behind and beyond all this. Just, not in the conventional and mundane four-armed and many-headed ways.

But, why burden that entity with my own petty burdens, needs and expectations when all I have to do and need to do is say, honestly and openly, ' I am just an ordinary human being and I do f..k up sometimes. Okay, many times and I am sorry about it.'

All it takes in life's most difficult moments is to say, ' I am sorry.'

Then, take a deep breath and say the whole thing, ' I love you and respect you too much to lose you because of my Ego and petty nature. Please forgive me.'

WOW! That does take a heavy burden of your soul and I have on many occasions breathed better and felt better after having apologised.

Expecting and accepting. Action and reaction.

Vaanathai Pola 140

Sex is Happiness. Love is peace. Happiness is temporary. Love is eternal. Sex is about the body. Love is about something more than that and that which is invisible but exists and like God, you can feel it and experience it.

If it was not for Love, then this world and life would not exist, at least not this way. Love is that essence that seeps into everything we do from a mother who would die for her child and a father who would die every day, again and again by going to work and bringing back money and food.

If that love didn't exist as sacrifice, I bet there would be more divorces than marriages.

If that belief that love, true love did not exist like the mythical unicorn then most people would not walk the aisle, exchange rings and vows before God.

Maybe, like God itself, Love between lovers exists as a diluted version rather than the concentrated version and the reason being, we don't deserve it.

Kavita walked away from the room feeling strangely different and the moment her feet left the building and stepped onto the soil of The Flock, she knew what the feeling was and that it was called, Love.

She felt his lips around her nipples and inside her and she felt his hardness deep inside her but more than that she felt his love ensconce her entire being and she slowly wrapped her hands around herself and whispered to the air, ' I wish I could stay with his smell and the feel of his touch and I wish I didn't have to bathe for that would wash away his essence from me and inside me.'

Blushing furiously, she slowly walked looking at the sky and the sun and the trees and spoke to them, ' All of you look so much more beautiful and brighter than before and very different, why?'

' because, either your soul has been blinded by love or the blinds over your soul has been removed by love, so that you can see better, feel better and live better.'

Startled, she turned to see, the Librarian, Thangamani master standing there and she looked at him for a few seconds and then with a grateful smile, ' Yes.'

Then protesting hurriedly, ' Sorry, I meant that the blinds have indeed been removed.'

' Can I have the key back, now, Minister?'

She looked at him, wondering what he meant by asking for the key and then remembering the key that he had given her, cursed herself and handing the key, said, ' Sorry. I am not my usual self, right now.'

She watched as Thangamani master rather than look at her, instead began to closely examine the key in his hand and then as if the key had given him some kind of vision, looked up and said, ' I told your men, that you were reading the diary of Radha Krishnan, and that you were not to be disturbed.'

With a very serious expression, he continued, ' Everybody knows that diary reading, takes up a lot of time, energy and needs a lot of concentration and privacy.

She looked at him, unable to make sense or meaning in his words and then she saw the barely hidden twinkle beneath the serious eyes and knew that he was pulling her leg and she pointed a finger at him, ' You are good and must be awesome while playing cards for your really had me going there.'

' Thank you Mr.Thangamani and I hope you look after the diary well and if you ever need anything or any help, please call me.'

' Will do Minister, and you are always welcome here, anytime you want to read the diary in peace and quiet? But, just call, and make sure the diary is not locked up or unavailable.'

Sharing a quiet laugh, both of them walked towards the entrance and Thangamani opened the gate and after she had thanked him, Kavita got into her vehicle and headed back to her home and life although she now felt that she was leaving her real home that was his arms, his lips and his kisses.

She touched her breast and thought, ' It matters not for your love, our love is now a fire that has been lit that can never be doused. Not until there is a heart to beat your name and not unless it stops and I stop, too.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oSF8l_Yh_gY

In Fiddler on the Roof, when Tevye asks Golde whether she loves him after a quarter-century of marriage, her wry answer is exactly on point:

For twenty-five years I’ve washed your clothes

Cooked your meals, cleaned the house

Given you, children, milked your cow

She asks then, “If that’s not love, what is?”

Between human beings, love is a relational word. Yes, you can love things that do not love you back—the sky or a mountain or a painting or the game of chess. But the love of other people is directional. There is a lover and a beloved—you don’t just love, but you love at someone. And real love is not only about the feelings of the lover; it is not egotism. It is when one person believes in another person and shows it.

Finally something practical and honest from the :

Head of the Infectious Disease Clinic, University of Maryland,

USA:

1. We may have to live with C19 for months or years. Let's not deny it or panic. Let's not make our lives useless. Let's learn to live with this fact.

2. You can't destroy C19 viruses that have penetrated cell walls, drinking gallons of hot water - you'll just go to the bathroom more often.

3. Washing hands and maintaining a

two-metre physical distance is the best method for your protection.

4. If you don't have a C19 patient at home, there's no need to disinfect the surfaces at your house.

5. Packaged cargo, gas pumps, shopping carts and ATMs do not cause infection.

Wash your hands, live your life as usual.

6. C19 is not a food infection. It is associated with drops of infection like the ‘flu. There is no demonstrated risk that C19 is transmitted by ordering food.

7. You can lose your sense of smell with a lot of allergies and viral infections. This is only a non-specific symptom of C19.

8. Once at home, you don't need to change your clothes urgently and go shower!

Purity is a virtue, paranoia is not!

9. The C19 virus doesn't hang in the air. This is a respiratory droplet infection that requires close contact.

10. The air is clean, you can walk through the gardens (just keeping your physical protection distance), through parks.

11. It is sufficient to use normal soap against C19, not antibacterial soap. This is a virus, not bacteria.

12. You don't have to worry about your food orders. But you can heat it all up in the microwave if you wish.

13. The chances of bringing C19 home with your shoes is like being struck by lightning twice in a day. I've been working against viruses for 20 years - drop infections don't spread like that!

14. You can't be protected from the virus by taking vinegar, sugarcane juice and ginger! Those are for immunity and not a cure.

15. Wearing a mask for long periods interferes with your breathing and oxygen levels. Wear it only in crowds.

16. Wearing gloves is also a bad idea; the virus can accumulate into the glove and be easily transmitted if you touch your face. Better just to wash your hands regularly.