canvas of our heart

Memories etched on the canvas of our heart


Memories of a time

that was so vulnerable

where life was so

simple and touching

people were simple and

great

all loved with their hearts

held nothing away

now a time

where you are judged

by the your balance and not your

love

not your affection or the work

of good done

all that matters is the

underline where all is added and subtracted


but there is a time when we feel the love

of old

when we meet and hug

we realize the new is not shiny and bright


just confusing and glaring ..


memories etched on the canvse of our hearts

MM (2011)

The sand of time

Part of me feels wrenched

in great pain


the universal game

of separation


of two souls

in love

we meet like the wind


from different directions

and like a cyclone

we stir and turn


like the wind we are gone

to meet again

in time prescribed

in the sand of time
MM (2011)

Speaking in silence

Speaking in silence

is so easy

then speaking in words ....


for its become a habit


Are we not creatures of habit?

MM (2011)

A home

I stood outside the gate

waiting for the pain

and tears to wash over me

all I saw was a little girl

skipping around the garden

bending over her little flowerbed

and whispering her secrets

to the fairies only her little eyes

could behold

innocence was her best friend

happiness waiting to be snatched ...


little did she realize


god was cruel too ...

for he gave so much and snatched so much


and then comforted one in prayer ...

I stood outside the home I loved

waiting for the pain and tears to wash over me ...

the years had passed but not the yearning

to be in that house of love...


to many its just sand and stones ...

If only the house could speak

it would tell a tale of happiness ...

and innocence

of a family .

MM (2011)

Owling is Malasana ....an introduction Ver1.0

Owling is the latest Internet trend or craze after planking...planking ? you ask me ... planks which are use to build bridges and close up holes..?? NO here it means

lying across objects such as tables and and in extreme ones.. the bathroom potty face down...in a motionless moment... but now ... step aside its owling now ..

OWLING.....it consists of nothing more then crouching on ones haunches and staring into space like an owl..now people are posting pictures of themselves in unusual places crouching like and OWL... and staring... well I think its a good pose for those stressed out and this pose is recommended by yoga for those always sitting on their butts ..for long period...... like the facebook addicts ...

Malasana (also called Garland Pose) is a wide squat. If you spend most of the day sitting in chairs this pose is for you! It really helps to open your hips. In many parts of the world, where sitting on the floor is common, the squat is a position that people naturally take in order to relax. It allows the skeleton to relax and prevents compression on the tailbone, the sacrum and in the lower back.

Well before the Internet world comes out and says its newest discovery ... let me tell you that in asian villages this is a normal way of sitting ..so as not to get your saree or dhoti dirty as you wait for the local bus
or a friend to come by... or when some one is smoking or erm ... doing their business...( get it ? ) there will be hold they crouch above ... this may be a great phenomenal to the western world ..but for the eastern world.. its so normal..

this is an introduction .... to the crazy trends in this stressful world ... of MINE !!!

a tribute to my cousin ...

Dear World


Its not been a good week ..as news came in that the cousin I grew up with had died from a heart attack.He was only 51years old. Someone who had laughed ,cried and fought with me ...

like a movie film shots passed thru my head of him, doing ridiculously random cooking experiments on Sunday ... as the kitchen was turned upside down... as whatever he read and saw on tv got translated on to our sunday lunch ...all with a Indian twist .. as he sweated and smiled and poured in all kinds of juices to make the gravy ...to give it a extra "yummy" favour ..as he riddled the maids with all kinds of stories and made them giggle and do his bidding ...

He was the one they turned to if they needed things urgently and he sneaked them in and then threatened to expose them ....all in good fun..


He was there behind the scenes when dad died and all of us were not in a fit state to do anything ... he was there when we cried and laughed ... and on my bad days to torment me about my kajal ....

He took our ribbing of him as Ramarajan ...aunt used to get upset that her son was labeled such ...but then he resembled him but he was a well dressed and had good dressing sense ... unlike the actor..

Marriage and family commitments took him further away to the west of singapore ...even though singapore can be reached in half an hour ...it was a distance of mind rather then ....kilometers or miles..

Those rare moments that we met ...his eyes always watered and his lips trembled with love and affection ...

My last call was in January when I informed him about a wedding in the family .. ...


But when sets me thinking now is life is so short .. i feel that it is closing in on me and I have not done or had things that matter in life ... I have not enjoyed things so many take for granted in life ..

Its just like at a wink of the eye ....My life has fast forwarded and I find myself now here in time... I pushed on to go with the daily grind of responsibilities .. the ones cast on me but I have lost so much that is suppose to be one birthright ..I thought it was ..maybe not its a privilege enjoyed by GODs chosen ones .....

Here I am waiting ...told to wait "your time will come " ... or now is not the time ...next year ... is what i am told. .. but my time is running out fast from under my feet ...will I go to my grave ...before i have felt i got what I am searching for ...

I feel time leaking out of my clenched hands ....

Check out this great MSN video: Episode 5

Check out this great MSN video: Episode 5