The Beacon of Light

In this world of chaos and noise, 

Where the spirit often fades and destroys,

There is a soul that shines so bright, 

That it makes everything else seem so light.

He is so spiritual, so deep, 

That every word he speaks is a keep, 

A treasure that we can hold and cherish,

And that will never perish.

For he knows the secrets of the universe, 

And he lives with such a gentle verse, 

That it touches the depths of our soul, 

And it helps us to become whole.

He shows us the way to the light,

And he helps us to banish the night,

 With his knowledge so vast, 

And his wisdom that will always last.

He teaches us the value of love, 

And he shows us the path above, 

Where the spirit can soar and fly, 

And where the soul can never die.

For he understands the truth of existence,

 And he lives with such persistence, 

To spread the word of the divine, 

And to help us all to shine.

He does what his heart says, 

And he lives with such grace, 

That he inspires us all, 

To reach for the ultimate goal.

He is a beacon of hope and light, 

And he helps us to win the fight,

 Against the darkness and despair,

 And against the doubts that we all share.

So here's to the one who makes us see, 

The beauty and the mystery, 

Of this world and the beyond,

And of the spirit that we respond.

May he always be blessed with love and light,

And may his spirit never lose its sight,

For he is a treasure to behold, 

And his spirit will always unfold ! 

A fighter by Nature!

Who decides the expiry date for a woman’s dream?!

An Eminent line from a well-known movie in Tamil, “36 Vayathinile”(Remake of Malayalam movie, “How old are you”) interrogates like this,“Who decides the expiry date for a woman’s dream?!”. A woman is capable of annihilating all the stereotypes, that perch as a roadblock to reach her destination. Be it a lady of the house or a working woman, life inevitably holds a bag full of jolt as well as hurdles for them to cruise. The issues that a working woman face is a scale higher than a home maker , as the latter has to harmonize both career and personal life. Sometimes, she tends to be on a knife edge, that the decisions she seize shouldn’t be a fiasco, at the same time doesn’t let her dependents flounder.

Career, What is in stake for her?!

If  life is a roller coaster ride for everyone that matters, for working women, the ride is never complete without being jarring and wretched. The responsibilities that she carries at her back keeps adding up exponentially, that, at a point of time she becomes saturated. A woman, after being graduated, get into her dream job, where her life would have started a steady journey. She presents herself as combative,confident and Independent,at the same time cultivating her knowledge, to sustain her identity among her peers. This takes a whole lot of effort.After all,Rome was not built in a day. She might face failures, backbites, disappointments and much more. Sometimes Her efforts would have been colossal, but her hard work been overlooked.

It’s the Decision that defines her!

The responsibility of a woman is even more indispensable, if she is a wife and most importantly if she is a mom, her choices become invalid. It doesn’t mean that every woman, as a mother keeps lamenting about the sacrifices she makes, but the emotional turmoil and the forlorn situations lacerate her wings such that she cant fly anymore. Her presence becomes mandatory, when it comes to her child. At times life doesn’t give her choices.She is mercilessly forced to take a decision against her will. Though she continues to grip her thirst for her dream career as well as stay as strong as she could at home, she is compelled to  let go any one side of the rope.There comes in the priority and what she chooses,defines her. After all these, she needs to be patient and be determined for what she faces, for the mistake she had never done. Hence, it is erroneous to say that a working woman always walk though tough situations, that she must give up her career.

She is much stronger than you think!

What makes a difference from the counter gender is that, crush her and trounce, put her down, she strikes back with all the energy that is surreal. The former first lady of the United States  Michelle Obama quotes,“As.You.Are.Stronger as you know.More beautiful than you think.Worthier than you believe.More loved than you can imagine.Passionate about making a difference.Fiery when protecting those you love.Learning,Growing,Not alone.Warm.Giving.Generous.Quirky,Funny,Smart.Flawed,Whole.Scared,Brave.And so,so,so.much.more.Be Strong,Be Confident.Be you”. It’s not an unwritten rule that a  woman, especially those who work has to go through all the ebbs and flows and sacrifice her dreams. The issues that she faces are harder but the firmness and her determination takes her places such that she can even drill an unconquerable mountain.

I’m Growing up with her!

      

 

Sometimes, we wonder how life eggs on us to travel, just to endure the ebbs and flows which at the end, frame us as a perfect individual.The raise and fall, happiness and sorrows, success and failures are the part and parcel of life. What makes us befuddle, are the piecemeal changes that happens now and then. For a 90’s kid like me, there are stories to share and memories to enshrine, and definitely the life’s corridor has always given us abounding seasons, to look out and watch, what has changed so much till now.

In consecutive time of 27 years, I have been distinctive, my goals were soaring, my dreams were incomprhensible. I flew higher and higher, fallen many a times , but got up like nothting happened. I travelled so much to learn ,as I feel nothing can teach you better like travelling does. I have enjoyed my life to the fullest being with my friends.I hanged out, came late at night and there was nobody to stop me. I was molested, by known and by unknown. Before I could realise it , the world seemed so perilous. I fell head over heels in love with someone, fought years to prove that my decision is sturdy.

All through the pragmatic ride as well as hysterical dramas, the one celebration that happened which I would cherish for ever is the little lady of my life who was born out of me. The day I held her in my arms, made me understand how being a mom is not as simple as that it is. Right before the period when I was carrying her in my womb , I never gave a serious thought on how my mom would have felt seeing me growing up. This episode of being a mother involves a roller coaster journey that is way too challenging than the other chapters of life. Sadly, It never gave me any emotional horripilation, when my mom explained her sacrifice that she put forth to bring me up. But now, I realise that the sacrifice gives exquisite contentment as the smile on her face ends my day tireless.

I had to take a break from travelling, I had to make my dreams short-lived for a while, I had to end doing adventures for a while. All these together once suppressed me and altogether I was drowned in depressions until I realised she is not even grown up to understand what dream is. I assured myself to show her the world and take her along in whatever I do.

The anticipation and jitters my mom had , when I was late to home from office or from party, I never gave a damn and was totally bothered to have been, now and then guided for being too independent . Now, I feel the poor soul was ,after all my mom, who will be the first one to break down and shatter if something would have happened to me. When the world is becoming ill-equipped, it’s my responsibility to teach my little one to take a stance before she steps out.

The phase in Child’s life doesn’t teach only them, but it makes us recognise, we are growing up along with them. Like it’s said, they are born out of us, but the society grows them up! The ego, taking self pride , the diversification, squabbles, are all subtle and nearly zero in their lives. I wonder how far I have travelled scribbling on someone’s life and leaving a mark unknowingly or knowingly.

It’s not that we are leading a life, to leave the foot prints for the children to follow, They travel along to make us comprehend, how we were and how we are !

I think I’m growing up with her!

வந்தோராய் வாழவைத்தது  போதும் தமிழா !
உனக்கென  வழக்காடு ,இனியும்  வாழ வைத்தால்
அடையாளம்  இழப்பாய்,அதிகாரம் விரட்டும்  உன்னை !
உடமை  இழந்தாய் , உணர்வையும்  இழந்தாய்
இனியும்  பணிந்தால்  உரிமையும்  இழப்பாய்   ..
இழக்காதே , உன் அடையாளத்தை ..
மண்ணில் வீழ்வாய்  எனினும் , விதையாய்  விதைந்து   விடு  தமிழா  ,
வேர்களாய்     புதியதொரு  தலைமுறை  பிறக்கட்டுமே  ..
கிளைகளாய்    நல்லதொரு  விடியலும்  படருமே.
விதியென்று  ஒன்றும்  இல்லை  தமிழா ,நாளை
உன்  சந்ததிகள் ,அகதிகளாய்   மாறாது நிற்க ,
வழியொன்று  கண்டுவிடுவாய் .
ஏறொன்று  தழுவி  வந்தாய் தமிழா
உன் வீரத்தின்  அழகுதனை  கொலைத்திடலாமோ !
குனிந்து    கூனுற்றையே  தமிழா  நிமிர்ந்து
நேர்பட  பாரடா    ,நீ  யாரென்று  உலகம்
அடையாளம்  கண்டுகொள்ளும் ..
பசியாற்றிய  கையும் , கொடுத்தே  பழகிய  நெஞ்சமும்  இனியும் சிலகாலம்  ஓய்வுறட்டும்
தமிழா , உன் அருமை  ஒன்றும் மொட்டல்ல ,
ஆணிவேராய்   நிர்க்கும்   ஆலமரமல்லவா ?!
குருதியும்  கொதிக்கிறது  தமிழா,
கைகள்   கட்டுண்டு  கிடக்கிறோம் ,பழியும்
துரோகமும்  முதுகை  பிளக்கின்ற  வரையில் ,
வேடிக்கை  பார்க்காதே  தமிழா, விழித்தெழு ..
நாளை  உனதென்ற  நம்பிக்கை கொள்வாய் , இனி
நாமும்  யாரென்று உரக்க சொல்லும்  தருணம்  இது
போராடி  வெல்வாய் ,போர்க்களம்  நமக்கொன்றும்  புதிதல்ல ..
ஒன்றுபட நிற்பாய் ,  நமக்கு நாமே  என்று !

The Girl you never knew!

So, Finally… After ten months of “To be mom” phase and after eight months of “motherhood” period, something aided me to write this. Why now and why not before?! …  A strong reason behind, that made me think deeper, just to explore how exactly life during and after pregnancy would be.

This isn’t penned to hurt anybody or pointed to any individual. I truly respect those husbands who travelled along with their wives during the journey towards bringing a new life to this world. And yes, for those who didn’t, I hope this might be one step help for them to understand how exactly the phase would be.

Recently, I happened to come across an article in a tamil magazine, (I don’t remember the name though) which explained, why daughters are so attached to their dad and why do girls stay so valuable to them.

I was keen and fervent to read it, as I wanted to know the reason behind. The one main reason was to imagine my girl (call her Akshara aka shravanee) and her dad right there.  The way every such article portrays, I keep imagining them both and tears of happiness would roll down automatically. The kind of feeling is illimitable and only a mom who loves her husband and her child will understand.

Ok… I started reading the article then. It was so lovely, explaining why daughters always stay close to their dad than their mom. But on further reading it, I was in a kind of little disappointment and to a surprise, I couldn’t digest the fact how someone could write such article this way.

All that it construed was, there exists three important women in every man’s life who come all through his life. One, his mom who has given her the best part of life, who forfeits everything and protecting him. Second, his sister who has guided him to the right destination and mentoring him stays near helping him out with his worst situations. Third, his daughter who will make his life hued and only happiness for him will be making her a princess.

Great! But what’s the role of wife?! For all those men who, unfortunately, missed to see their wife as important,

Dear Men,

Please understand that the phase which your wife crossed isn’t a cake walk. She had gone through lot of sleepless nights. Once she wakes up in the morning, she would have had the routine to clean her puke on your lavatory. From size of a pea to a watermelon, do you really think, it’s just way too easy to cross. And yeah! Have you ever imagined swallowing a huge watermelon and pushing it out of you?! Have you ever seen your better half complaining about the morning sickness, she had during her pregnancy?!  Keeping quiet doesn’t always mean she is perfectly alright, but she is even enjoying the pain more. And yes she knows how much the little girl will mean a lot to you.

She would have spent days with the little one, describing her how you look, how you took care of her ,how often you get angry, what sort life she will get when she enters the world, how you will always stay as her first child and how the little one is safe inside her.

She might have had craved for something, but your little one wouldn’t have liked it. You better know what would have happened then. I guess you could have seen your wife’s leg getting swollen up after she had crossed almost half the well. She always wanted to tell you, how she feels, a little scared and worried about her delivery. She wouldn’t want to tell you as you might be equally scared. She would have wanted you to stay near her, during her ideally called “The re-incarnation” period, but she has kept quiet, just because you might not withstand the pain. Approximately, after two hours of struggle, imagine the smile on her face, seeing you little one cry out loud. She would have definitely wanted you to hold her first. You have always been her priority.

The actual journey starts only after the little princess is born. Again, the routine starts. Spending sleepless nights with her. She now has dual responsibility. Love is doubled. A little one is added in the priority list.

Do you ever know how does it feel like when somebody ask her if she had stopped feeding her baby or someone constantly nurturing her to feed the little one? Though she wants to, she couldn’t have done .due to her postnatal illness. She would have wanted to wake you up in the middle of the night, just to help her out in taking care of your princess. But she might have not done it, because she knew, how it feel like to have lost sleep for more than days,

For every girl in her life, there exist four people who remain as the most important of all.

Her Dad, Brother, Husband and her Son. For her, after leaving the entire family behind, you are the new world. After all n number of children, regardless of the gender, you still remain as her first child.

For all the discomforts she had including the torments, all that she expects would be just a place in your heart. Undeniably, she will be overjoyed to know that she is also your priority.

 Often, we never want to give you up, because we know some day or the other, the rest will leave, and the journey with you will lasts forever till our last breath. !

How Old Are You?!

36 Vayadhinile/ How old are you... Though the movie has not created any major impact as such, few thoughts popped out and that I ended up writing this article. This isn't a review of an ordinary movie, but just a thought inspired from the same.

"Who decides the expiry date of women’s dream?” That was a kind of one slap across the face. We are still living in the society which talks about women empowerment. Keeping aside, the few exceptions where we had great leaders, scientists, doctors, engineers and astronauts, the fact lies beneath.

Let’s not be biased.  14 Prime Ministers, 15 Presidents. Only one among them was a woman. Truly, it doesn’t conclude only they had dreams and others don’t.  Dreams could be colossal or narrow, but definitely it’s the privilege of every woman to dream in their own way.  Not that, who dream high end up successfully, reaching the peak and those who dream less remain dreaming throughout life.  All that it takes is a step to focus and actualize them lucratively.

Considering the big picture, our society is far-flung, dwelling with distinctive women. Language divergent, disparate by culture, bountiful who are working and rest are the lady of the house.  

Each and everyone have their own identity and are well qualified to sail towards their aspiration. For the home-economist, the vision is to transform an emotionless house into an ecstatic home. In fact, now days the hard task lies in there. Concealing her passion, eschewing what she longs for, a woman lives a life just to make sure her spouse and children are contented. 

Hence, blaming the society for what it is now seem to be a pretext. This is because, a single woman travelling beyond what others couldn't imagine, might be turmoil. If the same has been carried out by a modest group it becomes news. But if the same has been executed by a chiliad, it becomes history.

Gone are the days, where women were stifled and restricted from achieving their goals which really wrecked their life.  There were worst blindfolds followed, just to hold them within four walls, principles and rituals that dumped them.

Just to emphasize the lines of the great poet Bharathiyar,

“Saathiram pesugiraai kannamma, Saathiram yedhukadi… Aathiram kondavarke kannamma, saathiram undodi..”

( You are talking about rules and regulations,..
What are they for?..For those only who are angry, Do the rules and regulations suit. )

Time has changed, things have changed. Now women are independent and can raise their heads high to walk proudly before those who treated them as weaker sex. After all, we have a civilization where prostitution is legalized and that still dress code remains as major reason for the continuous maltreatment and defilement of women. Once we start denouncing things around, women fail to reach the heights, their dreams fall apart. Let the circle be smaller or massive, all that we need is the right focus. Let’s not burden the society and people around for the failures. Being a dominant sex, it’s a woman’s chore to illuminate her life. That brings real women empowerment spread all over!

Unemployment still exists

(All before starting, don’t conclude with the title as it has ultimately “No Straight” Correlation with the article !)


 Our Society had seen many reformers, who tried to put the future of our country in pace. Wish they were alive, just to see, if their voice for reformation had set it’s ideal destination. I had a discussion with my dad on our nation’s recent judgement that brought distinctive conjecture among the mob. “Living Together” Followed by eight rules embedded with it. “I seriously don’t understand where are we heading towards.! There will never be any social security if this is brought in. And they call it an unbigoted thinking! Useless”. said He. Apart from the undeniable fact that he is a common man, I could see an anxious father in him. After all he has a daughter, whom by all South Indian Traditions and at least not a big-fat wedding, yet, that satisfies the groom’s family and himself, he would definitely wants to spend rest of his life peacefully after handing her over to a prince (As he calls).Actually I couldn’t blame him. I was then thinking for so long. After all I’m living in the society where Homosexuality is seen as crime, yet Living together is legally permitted. I was boggled, how silly it is to say that homosexuality is a western culture (Wondering what living together is??!!) . Practically (It should be logical infact), convincing the cohabitants sounds easier and way more plausible than convincing a hormone to become a hetero. (Come on ! It’s against nature and not culture).While one stack of people are pretty much busy debating on so called “Western Doom”, the other set had torrid topics in town to discuss. (What more disappointing is, such social mishaps are ending up as only topics to debate on !). “An Year Passed ! On the same day, we lost you.. May your Soul rest in peace “, came across lots and lots of condolence across , almost every social websites. Those were for the girl, who had hard time fighting for her life, trying to save herself from atrocious jerks. Pity her, she could Just fight. She had definitely left a monumental stir in everybody’s life. There were huge cortege, voices in every corner of the town. All that is left behind are the memories of her. But Wait! . What exactly had changed from then?!. We are still coming across a “sexual assault ” disclosure in each page of a news paper. Turn on the Television, just to hear a girl is raped and torn into pieces. It pummels hard, “Wake up! we are staying in the insecure society!”. Gone were Nirbhaya talks and now Aarushi’s Murder.Our Culture and tradition had always got it’s high values athwart. We had always been fed with importance of being in a family. A secured place on the earth. After Aarushi, the situation turned topsy-turvy. (Though there were only circumstantial evidences to prove she had been murdered by her own parents). All that ended up is a movie based on her life. Only she knows who killed her. Right on the other track, agreeing every coin has two sides. But, molestation,”honor killing” or a brutal murder wouldn’t be the best way to stop things against any culture degradation behavior. What more Justice can we expect, when a “Chief Justice” misbehaves?!. There are still more suppressing debacles on which lights were not thrown on. Come across a common man, asks his opinion on such convulsion. He answers “Elam Society thanga…athuku enna pandrathu”( It’s all society…what to do?), forgetting even he is the dominant part in the society. Others (Who calls themselves well educated) says “Dress code!”. Insanity at its peak. I still laugh at the morons, and feel like asking this on their face , “Educate a 2 year old child to wear a saree?” (Pity, she was wearing a frock when raped). Our country has already lost it’s charm in recent times but the situation still persists as “Abuse and Murder for culture depravity”. The sensational topic might go on and would even run out of pages. All that I could conclude is “Unemployment still exists!” where the dullards had picked up assaulting a part time Job.