This is my World

You never know what the next moment is going to be, or do you? I have been planning for my 100 th blog of this year quite sometime now, gathering my blogging experiences over the past few months. But a day's delay in blogging, ends up changing the content. So, my 100 is not going to be like that of Sehwag's , with a six over mid-on. Rather it is going to be like that of Sachin's with a hurried single. And to add to it, if you see my blog archives, you will find me hovering over the 90's for sometime now. Finally I reach 100 somehow. It is time to lift the bat and say a Thank You to all, who have been supporting me in this venture. Thanks to all those feedback and comments you have been giving.I appreciate that. Then, let us jump into the topic, without wasting any more words. Everyone has his secrets and I have my own share. In fact, I have lots of them. By no means, I am going to reveal any of them. Just a few more sentence from my heart and I will be ruining lives.

It was a hot day for September in Bangalore. After a bit of struggle, the Sun had finally managed to glitter some of the bald heads which have been enjoying milder temperatures for the past few days. The humidity in the air was high threatening the Bangaloreans with the possibility of a heavy shower. The Bangaloreans hated it, for it was Sunday, their day to party. However this jargon of partying and hanging out is common only among a certain few. There is another group which know nothing of these jargon. Four eyes belonging to this group, stared into each other. Vasu and Ramya have been married for 5 years now. Vasu was working as a clerk in KR Puram post office. And Ramya had enough work managing the house and little Vasuki . 3 years now, Vasuki was a cute, little barbie like child with all in-built mischievousness. She has been dear to both her parents being their only relation. Vasu and Ramya had been orphans before tying the knot. Being a Sunday, Vasu had taken Ramya a

தாயின் ரத்தத்தில் கருவறைக்குள் விருந்து, கண்மூடி புரண்டுகொண்டு செய்த சிறு குறும்பு, இரண்டும் முடிந்தது தொப்பிள்கொடி அறுந்து, தொடங்கும் உன் பயணம் போர்க்களத்திலிருந்து ! அக்கரையைத் தேடி தொடங்கும் தேடல் ஒன்று, இருட்டான பாதைகள் உனக்கென்று பல உண்டு, தென்றல் வந்து மோதுமென்று காத்திருப்பாய் அங்கு, உன் கண்ணீரின் சுவையை மண்ணும் ரசிக்கும் இங்கு ! காகிதக் கப்பலில் கடலில் பயணம், மூடிய திரைக்குபின் சீறும் வீர வசனம், சதை கூட்டிற்குள் பிறக்கும் பல சலனம், கண்கள் இரண்டில் காதல் வரும் தருணம் ! நாடோடி மேகம் உன்னைவிட்டு ஓடோடி போகும், பிரிவு தரும் துன்பம் உன்னையும் ருசித்து தின்னும், உடைந்து நீ நொறுங்கும்போது அமைதி வந்து சேரும், உன் வாழ்க்கை என்னும் பயணம் அங்கு ....... .......முடிந்து போகும் !