From & To Sathish #5 - Page 113

*தமிழுக்கு தேன் என்றொரு பெயர் உண்டு.*

*காரணம் ஏன் தெரியுமா?*

*தேன்* கொண்டு வந்தவரைப் பார்த்து,

நேற்று ஏன் *தேன்* கொண்டுவரவில்லை என்று ஒருவர் கேட்கிறார்.

அதற்கு அவர் கூறிய இனிமை பொருந்திய விடை...

ஐயா நீங்கள்

கூறியதை நினைத் *தேன்*

கொல்லிமலைக்கு நடந் *தேன்*

பல இடங்களில் அலைந் *தேன்*

ஓரிடத்தில் பார்த் *தேன்*

உயரத்தில் பாறைத் *தேன்*

எப்படி எடுப்பதென்று மலைத் *தேன்*

கொம் பொன்று ஒடித் *தேன்*

ஒரு கொடியைப் பிடித் *தேன்*

ஏறிச்சென்று கலைத் *தேன்*

பாத்திரத்தில் பிழிந் *தேன்*

வீட்டுக்கு வந் *தேன்*

கொண்டு வந்ததை வடித் *தேன்*

கண்டு நான் மகிழ்ந் *தேன்*

ஆசையால் சிறிது குடித் *தேன்*

மீண்டும் சுவைத் *தேன்*

உள்ளம் களித் *தேன்*

உடல் களைத் *தேன்*

உடனே படுத் *தேன்*

கண் அயர்ந் *தேன்*

அதனால் மறந் *தேன்*

காலையில் கண்விழித் *தேன்*

அப்படியே எழுந் *தேன்*

உங்களை நினைத் *தேன்*

தேனை எடுத் *தேன்*

அங்கிருந்து விரைந் *தேன்*

வேகமாக நடந் *தேன்*

இவ்விடம் சேர்ந் *தேன்*

தங்கள் வீட்டை அடைந் *தேன்*

உங்களிடம் கொடுத் *தேன்*

என் பணியை முடித் *தேன்*

என்றார்..!

அதற்கு ...*தேன்* பெற்றவர்

தேனினும், இனிமையாக உள்ளது உமது விடை..

இதனால் தான்

நம் முன்னோர்கள் தமிழைத்

தமிழ்த் *தேன்* என்று உரைத்தரோ... எனக் கூறி மகிழ்ந் *தேன்* என்றார்.

படித் *தேன்..*

படித்ததில் சுவைத் *தேன்*

உடனே

பகிர்ந் *தேன்*

🎪🎪

Avan, Aval Adhu 384

It does not concern me

If this life is all I have.

I do not need a resurrection

Or reincarnation

Or to live with the gods.

It is enough to live

With you here

In the days of your presence.

When my breathes

Are complete,

Lay me by your side

In the dust.

As in life, so in death.

Let us become one

With each other again.”

― Eric Overby, Journey

She stood just a few feet away listening to her mistress crying her heart out. ' I am but a lowly servant. What can I do ' Kaveri wondered as her heart ached and worried like the heart deep inside the core of this planet called mother earth that beats and pumps life for everything that calls its body Home. It vibrates, pulsates, and provides for everyone and even does so for that ungrateful child called Human that is bent on destroying her.

The distance might have been just a few feet between her and her mistress but so much filled that little distance. For starters, she was just another nameless worker in the house while the lady, her mistress Meenakshi owned the house. Secondly, she belonged to a lower class, and that instantly prohibited people like her from interacting with those from the upper Thevar caste. It was an unspoken law and rule that had been in place for centuries.

A simpleton that she was, Kaveri thought, ' She is the reason why I and my children go to sleep with a full stomach. She is the reason why my children are studying in a private school. She is the reason why my husband is still working as a gardener in this house in spite of his drinking problems. If I just stand here and do nothing while the lady who looks after us is crying her heart out, then it makes me the most ungrateful person in this world and one who does not deserve to live anymore.'

Kaveri stepped out and seeing Meenakshi sitting on the ground crying immediately realized that she had made a huge mistake and that the situation was bad. Really bad.

She tried to step back before her mistress saw her but it was too late for Meenakshi to turn and looked up and directly into her eyes.

' Ennadi. Who the f..k asked you to come now? Are you to see me cry and feel happy about it? '

Before Kaveri's mind could even register the questions and think of an answer, Meenakshi rose to her feet and planted her hand on her servant's face. The sound of the slap was like a thunderclap and echoed all around the house.

' This is my first and last warning to you, you bloody lower caste dog. If you ever dare to assume and presume any thought about me, I swear I will burn you and your children and make your husband watch as you scream and go to hell. Understood.'

Kaveri's head was still reeling from the impact of the slap and she nodded her head and slowly shuffled away into the house.

Meenakshi stared wretchedly at the gate through which her lover, her life had come and gone and she swore angrily, ' You Bengali bitch. I thought you were gone for dead and even hoped that you might be dead but no, you have returned to haunt my life once again. No, you have erred in coming back to my land.'

A smile broke out on her beautiful lips and at the same time tears broke out in her fish-shaped eyes and Meenakshi cursed and swore, ' No, I am wrong for maybe you have indeed done the right thing in coming back to Madurai. Because this is your final destination. Breathe now for soon you will not be breathing any longer. I promise you this, you will die the most painful death in the history of painful deaths.'

She angrily marched into her bedroom and then froze and slowly raised her hands and touched her lips that felt soft and bruised and with a huge smile stood before the mirror and examined herself.

Her anger dissolved and her hatred vanished as she slowly caressed her bruised and swollen lips and then she slipped out of her clothes and began to stroke herself thinking of Ravi's mouth on her and screamed and shivered as her body orgasmed in a way that it had never done before.

She stroked herself again and again thinking of his lips crushing her lips and sucking on her breasts and closing her eyes imagined him going down on her and licking her wetness and tasting her orgasm.

She lost count of her orgasms and much later she stood staring at her juices as they ran down her thighs.

' I am sorry baby but you are wrong. You are mine and mine alone and now it does not matter anymore whether you want me or not for I am going to make you mine, darling and there is nothing you can do about it. '

Standing naked and dripping water she scrolled through her contacts list and slowed down as she reached R and stopped and stared at the name and pressed it.

She remembered his words, ' Call me only if it is absolutely necessary.'

Avan, Aval Adhu 385

Brahma Ganesan kept looking at his master through the rear-view mirror although he did not need it to understand that the man who was everything to him was hurting really bad. He wanted to say something to ease the pain that his mentor was experiencing but knew better than to do so. The reason he remained silent was not that he was worried about his master's reactions to anything he might say in way of comfort or in way of starting a conversation that might reduce the burden that was so obviously weighing on his head.

He stayed quiet for he remembered his master telling him that sometimes people needed to be left alone to sort out their stuff of their heads and hearts. But, in all the years that he had been with him, he had never seen his master in such a state of devastation and unable to hold his feelings back, he said, ' Master sir, do you want me to stop for a cup of coffee? It might make you feel better.'

Then hearing loud sirens behind them, Ganesan slowed down the auto and drove on hugging the platform, and observed loudly, ' Iyaa, this began last night. '

' What began last night?' Ravi asked listlessly even though he was in no mood to talk but he did so for he did not want his student and friend to think he was being rude. Ravi was a firm believer in the concept that an individual should never transfer wrong and negative energy which is commonly called anger onto someone who has no connection to their problem or the situation from where their rage had raised itself.

Displaced anger is the direction of hostility away from the source of frustration or anger and toward either the self or a different entity. Displaced anger becomes lethal in nature when an individual gets behind the wheel of a vehicle and begins driving and then takes on a new avatar called Road rage.

Ganesan slanted his head and realizing what he was about to do, Ravi told him, ' Speak, without turning your head and please keep your eyes and concentration on the road.'

' But master, we are....' Brahma Ganesan started but Ravi's voice stopped him' It does not matter what vehicle it is or how slow we are driving, child, for even at that speed one can cause significant damage to a human body. So, talk do it with your eyes glued to the road. Better still, stay silent until we reach home and then you can tell me what is on your mind.'

Ganesan groaned loudly and Ravi who was worried about what he was going to say when he returned home looked up irritatedly and saw the reason why his ward had made that noise.

A police barricade had been put up and around it stood several dozen armed police commandos.

Ganesan slowed the auto to a crawling speed and complained, ' Master, this is what I was about to tell you All this police activity began last night. Something bad has happened and several policemen were killed in that incident.'

' Was it an accident?'

' No, master. They were attacked by some criminals. I saw it on the tv but they were not too clear in their report.'

Ravi nodded grimly, ' The standards of newspapers and journalists have slipped badly. All they want are headlines and are least bothered about the content.'

Just from the sight of so many armed commandos swarming all around the area and the barricade, Ravi was able to understand that the situation must be really bad and he asked Ganesan, ' Any idea how many died and who were behind the attack?'

' The news report said nearly 12 or more men had been killed and several more were in critical condition.'

' Oh no! So sad. I guess it must have been a bomb planted in one of the vehicles.'

Ganesan forgetting that he was not to turn his head while driving did so and said, ' Master, you mean terrorists belonging to that religion?'

' What do you mean by saying that religion? Don't ever say that, Brahma for there are fanatics and fundamentalists in every religion?'

Exhaling loudly, ' Don't ever forget that the Father of this great nation was shot dead by a person belonging to his own caste and please I beg of you don't judge a person by his religious beliefs, culture and ritual practices.'

Ganesan cribbed loudly, ' You say this but I have heard people from other religions mocking us regarding our deity worship and culture.'

' It is a free world, Brahma and everyone has a right to speak their mind. But, remember one thing about the Hindu religion. It came before Buddhism, Jainism, Christianity, and Islam and it is still here and still standing and thriving. It survived the rule of both foreign Invaders for more than 800 years and I promise you that it will survive for a long time to come. Contrary to what most people from other faiths think about us, our religion is really all about our soul and its spiritual growth.'

Unknown to Ravi, Ganesan was smiling to himself for in his heart he felt better hearing his master talking for that usually meant he was in a good mood and thinking that it would be a good time as any to say something about what had happened outside that evil woman's house, he tried to turn and say a few words of comfort but stopped for it was their turn at the checkpoint.

A Sub-Inspector looked inside and asked them where they were coming from and where they were heading to and recognizing Ravi from somewhere, asked him, ' Sir, I have seen you somewhere for you look very familiar.'

With a slight smile, he answered, Maybe, but I am just a school teacher in Kumarapalayam. I came here to visit my uncle Mr. Dharmalinga Thevar and am going back home.'

Then a familiar voice demanded in a loud voice, ' SI, what's going on there? Don't waste time on pleasantries for the traffic is piling up. Check their papers and if you find anything suspicious detain them immediately.'

The Sub-Inspector hollered "Okay sir " and turning back to Ravi said, ' Sir, please carry on.'

Inspector Sargunam who was busy checking the drivers and occupants of the vehicles in the opposite lane turned and caught sight of the Auto and yelled loudly, ' SI, stop that vehicle.'

Road rage is not an uncommon sight and it usually results in a lot of rancor and sometimes accidents and injuries. While most motorists would agree that there is a growing incidence of this behaviour in India, now there is official confirmation of the same.

As per 2015 statistics released by National Crime Records Bureau (NCRB), Kerala, Tamil Nadu, Madhya Pradesh, Karnataka, and Maharashtra are the top five states in India which have the highest number of cases of ‘Causing injuries under Rash driving/ Road rage’. The overall cases of road rage and rash driving in the country amounted to 4,51,069, which means almost 33 people out of every 1,00,000 unleashed their wrath while driving on Indian roads!

What’s more, such incidences have gone up by 10 percent compared to 2014 – when the overall number of cases was 409,899. As Kerala reported close to 1,31,000 road rage cases in 2015, Tamil Nadu registered 54,253 cases, followed by Madhya Pradesh with 41,529, and Karnataka with 34,201. Meanwhile, Maharashtra saw 31,161 cases of injury caused due to rash driving or road rage. Considering the high occurrences of such issues, it is no surprise that Tamil Nadu, Maharashtra, MP, Kerala, and UP saw the highest increase in road accidents last year. As per the data released by the Ministry of Road Transport & Highways (MoRTH) in May this year, Uttar Pradesh, Tamil Nadu, Maharashtra, and Karnataka also recorded the highest number of road deaths in the country.

A person can get behind the wheel after having had a fight with his partner, friend, boss, or colleague and turn himself into a lethal projectile.

People who drive with anger and rage in them engage in hostile, aggressive thinking. They’re more likely to insult other drivers or express disbelief about the way others drive. Their thoughts also turn more often to revenge, which sometimes means physical harm. They take more risks on the road. High-anger drivers are more likely to go 10 to 20 mph over the speed limit, rapidly switch lanes, tailgate, and enter an intersection when the light turns red. High-anger drivers have twice as many car accidents in driving simulations. They also report more near accidents and get more tickets for speeding. Short-fused drivers experience more trait of anger, anxiety, and impulsiveness. Perhaps from work or home stress, high-anger drivers are more likely to get in the car angry; they also tend to express their anger outward and act impulsively.

Avan, Aval Adhu 386

She kept staring daggers at the " R " in her contact list and after staring at it for a few minutes, shook her head furtively and whispered, ' No, No ' and hurriedly placed the mobile phone on the table and proceeded to stare at it angrily.

' Not yet. It is not time yet, Meenakshi ' she told herself but staring at the phone cursed, ' Why not before it is too late? Why not reach out to him before the whole world comes crashing down on my head?'

She reached for the phone and taking it once again scrolled down the contacts list and stopped at " R " and thought loudly, ' Who else can help me but you? I have no one else to turn to but you now that I have exhausted all my options.'

Hearing the voice of Inspector Sargunam, all the armed police commandos pointed their guns at the autorickshaw and inside the vehicle, Brahma flinched in fear and wailed, ' Master, what is going on here? ' and then looked at Ravi and for a second wondered if his mentor had lost his mind.

' Master, these idiots are pointing their machine guns at us like in some crime thriller movie and you are smiling.'

Ravi's smile grew wider and brighter as he looked at his ward and in a calm voice said, ' Brahma, these men are doing their job. Stay here while I find out what is going on.'

Ravi Kumar got out of the auto and immediately a few cops recognized him and whispered, ' Master iyaa. Sir ' and without even realizing that they were doing it, dropped the raised weapons.

The other commandos looked at each other in confusion and just as they were wondering what to do next, Inspector Sargunam screamed, ' At ease gentleman, and lower your weapons right now.'

All the cops gathered around the barricade and all the people in their vehicles on either side of the road and in the nearby shops saw Inspector Sargunam cross the road and wondered what was going on. Then before Ravi could stop him Inspector Sargunam bent low and touched his master's feet and stood up and after staring into his master's eyes turned and glared in the direction the auto had come from.

Ravi stepped back saying, ' Guna, please stop doing that. You are in uniform and I am but a civilian.'

Inspector Sargunam replied that he did not care about what people thought about his action and nor feared the repercussions if any came at all.

His shoulders drooped low in defeat and in a tired voice he asked Ravi, ' Master, your eyes are still red with anger, and even though they have dried up, my eyes can see from the lingering dampness in your eyes from that the tears you have so obviously shed and it confirms that your efforts were all in vain.'

' There is nothing impossible ' Ravi started, ' to him who will try ' Guna finished with a sad smile and said, ' Master, I remember you using this quote regularly but then you stopped using it and never ever did so again. Why master? '

' Like now back then the situation must have been the same and complicated. I guess I tried doing something and lost just like the mighty Greek emperor Alexander the Great who conquered so much and lost out finally to death at a very young age.'

Casting his eyes on all the armed police commandos, he glanced at Guna who taking it as a cue quickly told him what was going on.

' What, two people? Just two people and that too a young man and a woman took out the entire Narcotics Bureau team?'

Guna stepped closer to his master and covering his mouth with his hand, said, ' Sir, I am sorry if what I am about to say shocks you but I am still going say it. Master, there are many in this department who are happy to hear this news and I am one of them.'

Ravi looked at Guna with anxiety and asked, ' Oh, they were that bad?'

His mobile phone rang and the true caller app informed him that the number was Mumbai based and that it belonged to a woman named Mrs.Premji, and Ravi smiled for he knew it was Madhu who was calling him.

Just from the way his master's face lit up, Guna knew who was calling him and both hurriedly said their goodbyes and the day had already begun.

Avan, Aval Adhu 387

“Karma” means “activity”, and the law of karma is the law that regulates the reactions to our activities. The law of karma is the natural law of action and reaction. In physics, this is expressed by Newton’s law, “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction”. Or, in Christian theology, “As ye sow so ye shall ye reap”.Karma (good or bad) creates a continuous cycle by which one is entangled in repeated actions and subsequent reactions. As long as one is in this cycle one will naturally experience both happiness and distress. The philosophy of the devotees of Krishna teaches how to break this cycle and achieve a state of eternal happiness known as liberation in a pure relationship with Krishna (God).

Meenakshi eagerly pressed the contact " R " with great expectations but was left deflated hearing the voice message "The number you are trying to reach is no longer in service". Her only hope now gone, she cursed angrily and stared at the phone and pressed the contact " R " again " but the same message informed her that the number had been disconnected.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly threw the mobile phone on the bed and stood staring at it for a long time. ' F..k it. F..k everyone for in the end it is all about me and Ravi and maybe I should do what I have to do on my own and depend on no one else.'

She toweled herself and just as she was about to pick a saree to wear, her phone rang out loudly for her attention. Ignoring the call, she picked out a saree that was in her favorite green color and the color of the Goddess Meenakshi after whom she had been named.

But the non-stop ringing of her phone was too much of a distraction and deciding that she would slam it against the wall, Meenakshi turned and saw the single word " R " and realized that the incoming call was from the very person she had given up hope, she quickly picked it up and answered, ' Hello, hello.'

The voice sounded the same as it had been before and that had been nearly ten years ago. ' Good morning Meenakshi. I am sorry I missed your call. How are you doing?'

' Not good. Not good at all.'

' I am sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help?'

' Yes. I need help but not of the garden variety.'

' Meenakshi, It is obvious from the choice of your words it is obvious that you are in some great trouble. Is it about money? How much do you need?'

' Thank you but no thank you. It is not about money.'

The man called " R " spoke in a bemused voice, ' Not about money. So what else can be troubling Meenakshi whose father is the current ruling party MLA in Madurai and if that is not enough of power, I hear whispers that you are being groomed for bigger things by your party.'

' Maybe but my situation is a bit confusing and is also something that cannot be shared with anyone for I don't trust anyone anymore.'

R chuckled and asked, ' Then why call me and why now for it has been nearly ten years since our last meeting.'

' Because I believe that only you can help me in this rather strange and confusing situation that I am in right now. Trust me when I say that I have exhausted my best resources and have failed twice already.'

R whispered ' Go on. Tell me more but briefly for I am kind of busy right now and please tell me why you used the word strange to describe your situation.'

' I tried to get rid of two bugs who were getting on my nerves and sent my men to squash them but failed on both attempts. But what is strange is that the men that I sent have vanished without a trace and I have not heard a word or a peep from them.'

It was obvious that the information had piqued his curiosity for his voice seemed to suddenly fill with anxiety as R asked, ' Not a single word. Surely they all had mobile phones?'

' Yes, they all did, and yet not one message or a call. Nothing and if that is not strange and creepy enough, an SI who is loyal to just called to inform me about that massacre in the Narcotics bureau wherein nearly a dozen policemen were killed and many more are in critical condition.'

R's voice was grim and scary and it made Meenakshi nervous hearing it and its words.

' Meenakshi. I think we should meet. Be ready and get into the car that will come for you. Tell no one where you are going and please leave your phone behind. Follow my instructions carefully and don't deviate from it. Understood.'

' Yes. Thank you, Rajendra.'

' You are welcome and I am sure my dad Mr. Raja Durai will be happy to see you too.'

Rajendra Cholan ended the call and getting to his feet whispered, ' So, he is in Madurai. The prodigal foe has returned. Little does he know that he has returned for the last time and that he will die on the same mountain where his blind mother died all those centuries ago.'

The new head of the " Sons of Gaia " smiled and said, ' Welcome back Kavin, and this time I will see to it that there are no mistakes. You will die along with all of your kith and kin.

Raja Durai is first mentioned in Chapter 12 of the story The boy who went into the dark and came back with light.

'https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/other-topics/3448726/from-to-sathish-sathishs-new-movie-info-and-pics-pg20

Raja Durai again makes an appearance in Chapter 99 of the story Redemption

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Raja Durai makes an appearance in chapter 198 of Redemption

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Raja Durai and Rajendra Cholan appear in chapter 221 of Redemption with Kaliyan

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Raja Durai makes an appearance in chapter 442 and 443 of the story Vaanathai Pola

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Avan, Aval Adhu 388

“The world has changed.

I see it in the water.

I feel it in the Earth.

I smell it in the air.

Much that once was is lost,

For none now live who remember it.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien

There was a time when I used to stand on top of a mountain and let my eyes scan the span of the earth from where I stood until the horizon where the sun rose every day and set every evening. There was a time when I spotted a friend or a foe approaching me even though they were a dozen miles away from where I stood. That was a different world and a different planet altogether.

But more than what my eyes could see and still see, it has always been my soul, the alien bloodlines in me that power my heart and my head that has served as my early warning system. They raise their invisible antennae over me and all around me and read the four winds as they blow hither and thither.

I have sensed for some time now that my enemies are preparing in hiding, and lying in wait just around the corner and that they are going to pounce on me any time now. It has been a long time coming and there is no way of avoiding it. Blood will be spilled and lives will be lost.

I am Azhagan and even though my story started with my blind mother Avini 800 years ago, the blood feud between me and my enemies started way before my Genesis and also much earlier than the arrival of the mighty Chola and the Pandyan empires. It started long before apes stood on two legs and began to walk as Neanderthals and much later as Homo sapiens.

It started on another planet orbiting another star in another Galaxy and far, far away from this Galaxy that is called The Milky Way.

But that story will tell itself when the time is ripe and right for it to be told. For now, it is just the story of Avan, Aval, Adhu that orbits around Ravi, Meenaskhi, Madhu, Gayatri, and the others.

' Where are you, Ravi ' Madhu asked him and he replied, ' Madurai and trying to return to Kumarapalayam. But looks like it is going to be an uphill task for traffic is bad.'

' It can't be as bad as it is in Mumbai for my city is famous for its traffic jams and ranks in the top 10 world lists of busiest cities.'

' I am sorry Madhu ' Ravi apologized and she in turn quickly pounced back, ' Sorry? Sorry for what? '

' Hold on and let me finish what I was trying to say. I was trying to tell you that you will be disappointed to hear that Bengaluru has pushed your Mumbai in terms of traffic and is now ranked No.2 behind London.'

' That's indeed news to me. I thought Chennai with all its Metro rail projects happening for the past year would shoot up the lists for gridlocks and jams for it was indeed bad when I visited the city a few months ago and personally experienced it first hand.'

' I am told it is all going to be done in the next couple of years and then it will be good.'

' Ravi, I am staying in this small place called Hotel Kailasam and it is just opposite the Govt Hospital. If you are somewhere nearby, then why don't you drop in here and let's go get some breakfast and share a cup of coffee.'

' Madhu, I have a better idea. I will come to the hotel and pick you up and together we can return to Kumarapalayam. I think it is time the family met you and you met them.'

Then he quickly added, ' Madhu, Partha is there in my house right now along with his wife Daksha.'

' Parthiban is there in your house. Obviously, you guys were really close to each other.'

' More so now than before, Madhu and that includes Daksha too. They are the only friends I visit when time and work permit me to do so.'

Tapping Brahma's back, he told Madhu, ' I am just about ten minutes away from you. I will see you there shortly.'

Brahma Ganesan had already taken a left turn and Ravi seeing his face bursting with joy observed loudly, ' No privacy at all.'

' Correct Master and if I may, people who talk about privacy should not talk loudly to people, and that too with people who care about them close by and who can hear their conversation clearly.'

Ravi glared at him and Brahma smiled back, and in the end, master conceded to the pupil and said, ' Touche! Happy now.'

' Yes, master. I am really happy. But my happiness is because of your happiness.'

Ravi thought briefly and found two appropriate words said it. ' Thank you, child. Thank you.'

Then he called home and informed his mother that he was returning home with Madhu and requested her to prepare some breakfast for all of them.

' What happened there in that house?'

' Nothing happened. I will tell you all about it once we come home. Bye, amma.'

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Lost in translation

Lost in translation: to fail to have the same meaning or effectiveness when it is translated into another language. Something must have gotten lost in translation because the joke isn't funny in English or for that matter in any language.

“When eyes have died in its gaze, know the heart has died in its blaze.”

I have lost count of the number of times that I have tried to say something that I felt in my head and heart and only ended up conveying very little of what I actually wanted to say.

" You speak very fast, Satish " will be the first thought that will pop up in your head and I guess you are right or were right for that would have made sense a long time ago. Not anymore for these days I talk slowly and believe it or not, nowadays a lot of people mumble behind my back " Man must be dumb or speech impaired. Hardly speaks a word. When he does speak, he makes no sense at all."

For a long time, I tried hard to please everyone and tried desperately to be understood and accepted. I wished everybody from my heart and from my kidneys even and it fell on deaf ears and went unseen by glazed ego-filled cataract sights.

Then I fell silent. I felt the silence and embraced it. I stopped greeting people with words and mumbles and instead looked at people from my soul and a few looked back from their soul. Most turned their eyes away for they felt uncomfortable with the look.

These are the days and times of my life as I travel on and these are my sights and insights that I share with you all.

In the end, everything is mono in the sense that it is you that feels, needs, heeds hears, and says. It is you. From the best food, the most beautiful kiss, the most explosive orgasm that has racked your body is felt by you alone. In the end, you are the word, the sentence, the page, and the book that a higher and unknown quantity of an entity has written, whispered with your Genesis.

Come, embrace yourself for you are your own beautiful song and your own unique story.

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