Norhing!

In the end, what matters is nothing, It will anyway end only at nothing. So, go all the way with it.

Nightmare!

& How to wake up from the nightmare called life when you're not even asleep?!

Journey!

No matter how many side roads you go down on your journey, you will only end up where you are destined to be; so enjoy the travelling and explore as much as you can while the journey lasts.

Growth!

We don’t grow in a straight line. Sometimes we grow in one way and remain stunted in another. we can be adult in one realm and child in another. We change in different ways at different times, and all our experiences shape who we really are.

Dreams!

Nothing is harder on the soul than broken dreams. Nothing like Watching you wither away while your dreams become a distant memory & fade away.

Unconnected!

Everyman within him carries two different versions of his own story. One is the story of the life he lives & another is the one he wants to live. They remain vastly unconnected.

Toxic waste!

However you look, We all, everyone of us, remain a toxic waste. The sordid business of being is plainly off putting.

The Song!

மனிதன்!

நமது உயரம் தெரியாமலே நம்மை நாமே சிறுமை படுத்திக்கொள்கிறோம்- மனிதன் எனும் சல்லி பயல்.

Exaggeration!

The universe doesn't give a shit about what or who we are. We as a species suffer from Mythomania exaggerating everything.

Truth!

Is it possible to truly know anything?! why are we forever trapped in a cycle of subjective interpretation & pass things off as absolute truth?

Life!

The Middle aged Man, got back, sat in the couch, his hands busy with his phone, his mind wandering through the years of his otherwise barren life that he realized a tad too late, after life has occupied him with its difficulties, and the struggle with his circumstances, and the suffering of the bitterness of his days.

Kannamma!

Kahani!

Omission!

Because we are a species of omission. We tend to focus on what we don’t have and on what we miss. This what makes the human life tragic so to speak.Eventually, we all come to realize that we weren’t as bad as we thought we were, yet this realization almost always comes a little bit too late for all of us.

System!

10 men in the world can buy the entire world & 1 billion people aren't getting enough food to live by as they are in extreme poverty. What a moronic capitalist system we humans have created and normalised.

ஆச்சர்யங்கள்!

அடுத்த நொடியில் ஒளிந்திருக்கும் ஆச்சர்யங்கள் தான் வாழ்க்கை.

Wars!

Shiny swords don't win Wars. They look good only preserved. Only Cracked, Crooked, Worn out ones win Wars.

Sooner!

Mind, Matter, love & space are as frail as Ocean foam. Be Alive for as long as you are. You will be Dead sooner than you think.

I aint done!

I ain't even close to done yet. The idea is to die young as late as possible.

The fate!

We have become slaves of sophisticated technologies, our corporate state plunders, enslaves, controls and destroys us all in the name of connecting, protecting and advancing our security & liberty. We are vastly disconnected, more than ever. We're slowly making ourselves obsolete & we deserve the fate.

Too late!

I seem to always miss the train… When something important is to be said. When one has to fulfil a promise made. When one has to call in for the help… Or one has to summon an old friend…. It seems, I always miss the train… When it comes to lending a hand, reassuring enough to make the mend, to pace-up on the roads solemn, in order to meet an old friend… It seems, I always miss the train… Observing tides of the ocean, keeping self indulged in a blend. For locked one in heart, sharing a sentiment. Or forgetting someone becoming indifferent. It seems, I always miss the train… To save someone from a death untimely, a pain of affliction or grave regret. Revealing, the truth was different, confessing all up at the right moment. It seems, I always miss the train… Original: Hamesha der kar deta hun main zaruri bat kehni ho koi wada nibhana ho usay awaz deni ho usay wapis bulana ho hamesha der kar deta hun main madad karni ho uski yar ki dharas bandhani ho bohat dereena raston par kisi se milny jana ho hamesha der kar deta hun main badaltay mausamon ki ser main dil ko lagana ho kisi ko yad rakhna ho kisi ko bhool jana ho hamesha der kar deta hun main kisi ko maut say pehlay kisi gham say bachana ho haqiqat aur thi kuch us ko ja kay ye batana ho hamesha der kar deta hun main A poem by Munir Niazi

தேடல்!

அதிகம் தேட தேட அதிகம் தெரிய தெரிய தெரியாதது அதிகம் இருக்கிறது எனத் தெரிய தொடங்கியது..!

வாழ...

மன குழப்பம்!

ஆசை!

உயரத்துக்கு ஆசை பட்டு மலை ஏறிய பின்புதான் தெரிந்தது நான் நின்று இருந்த பள்ளமே அழகு என்று.இருக்கும் இடத்தை விட்டு இல்லாத இடம் தேடி எங்கெங்கோ அலைகின்றோம் ஊர்க் குருவியாய்...

Saathiya!

Delusion!

Life after Death is merely a collective delusion by the living.

Compass!

Every person's compass has a different north. Some watch with fervor. Others get lost in the circumference.

Platitudes!

Just platitudes, usually said to make one feel better. Never intended to be taken seriously anymore. Usually something like "let me know if you need anything" while hoping you will never let them know when you need anything. People today, pretend to be emotionally deep but in reality, the world is getting more & more emotionally shallow. Whilst the ocean levels are rising, the emotional and care factor with people towards other people, in general, is drying up!

Necessary Evil!

We are Beneficiaries of those who came before us & Benefactors of those who will come after us. Maybe, We are the necessary evil.

Seperation...

நீ தானம்மா..

The memories!

Strange!

Strange Generation! Taking pictures instead of immersing oneself in the experience of the moment.Trying to capture everything, seeing nothing, bragging about where they have been.

Waste!

Modern society is such a waste, to participate in the delusions of it is the biggest nothing of all.

The lyrics, The Music, The Voice!

பார்வை!

உன்னுடன் பயணித்த நாட்களில்... நீ பார்த்த பார்வையில் தான் சுற்றி சுழன்று கொண்டு இருக்கிறேன், இன்று வரை.

O, Sanam!

The year 1996! The Man! The Song!

The BGM

The Man! The BGM! Goat ARR

The song!

The Man! The Legend! GOAT ARR

தூறல்!

Lives!

Maybe, My mind is a graveyard of all the guilt that i have accumulated over the years. I mourn the lives I could have lived... I carry the wounds of all the risks I avoided,.. I regret the lives that i simply refused to live.

Belief!

Unless you stop to critically analyse & understand what you (were told to) believe in, you have no business criticizing others for what they believe in.

Life!

Life on earth is a freaking joke, & we, the butt of it, spend our remaining days trying to decipher the meaning of it all.

மழைத்துளிகள்!

நேற்று மேகத்தில் இருந்து வீழ்ந்த மழைத்துளிகள் காய்ந்த கன்னங்களில் அவன் நினைவிற்கு நீர் ஊற்றி சென்றது.

Compassion!

To show compassion for someone while refusing to examine & rise your voice against the systemic forces that put them in the position of needing your compassion isn't truly compassion.

Meant for us!

We are truly meant for only a few. And only a few are meant for us. Sad part is we discover this truth too late in life.

Honesty!

A Man who has never had the need, or the opportunity, or the courage to steal thinks he is an Honest Man.

பாடும்...

உன் பார்வை!

Excesses!

In an effort to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being, we have started romanticizing inane things, the mundane as sacred. The finite as Infinite. Humanity is going blind with such Excesses.

Nice!

We live in a world of appearance. Be nice, look nice, talk nice...shells with no substance or depth whatsoever.

Exit!

Today is as fine a day as any other to Exit.

Opinion!

People don't really know you or understand you. They just imagine you, invent you. Don't be bothered one bit about their Opinion/s.

Delusions!

The noisy foolishness of our Human certainties, our delusions & our external trappings are simply annoying. We each have only one life & that our death in the end reveals that our lives have been a series of miscalculation, wasted on trivialities.

Experience!

I think BEING dead is literally nothing. But the experience of DYING is totally a different matter altogether.

Use it well!

People who wonder if the glass is half empty or half full, miss the whole point. The glass is REFILLABLE & REUSABLE.

Irony!

“What goes around comes around.” No, sometimes it doesn’t. There is absolutely no balance. Some people thrive & live a Good life despite being utterly despicable and some really Good people Struggle & Suffer their whole lives for no reason.

The lyrics!

நினைத்தாயோ?!

நீ!

சிறிதளவு தேனீர்... சில பாடல்கள்... சில நுறு பயணங்கள்... நிறைய நீ!

The day!

& then she turned around and walked towards him with a .

Live...

Timeless

This kind of depth & melancholy can only come from life's tragedies & not from trivialities...Absolutely Timeless!

Passing...

Music!

விருப்பம்!

விரும்பிச் செய்யும் காதல் போலில்லை கல்யாணம். விரும்பாமலும் செய்யலாம்.

பயணங்கள்!

ஒவ்வொரு வயதிலும் ஒவ்வொரு ஆசைகள். ஒரு சில ஆசைகள் மட்டும் எல்லா வயதிலும்...பயணங்கள். 😍

வலிகள்!

நான் மறந்தாலும் என்னை மறப்பதில்லை என் வலிகள்...

அவள்

கதவு தட்டாமல் வந்து சாத்தாமல் போனவள் அவள்...!

பாவம் அவள்!

என்னோடு வருகிறாள். எனக்காக தேனீர்க்கடையில் நிற்கிறாள். எனக்குப் பிடித்த மனிதர்களோடு பேசுகிறாள். எனக்குப் பிடித்த பாடலை கேட்கிறாள். எனக்குப் பிடித்த படத்தை பார்க்கிறாள். எனக்காக இன்னும் நல்லதையே நினைக்கிறாள்.. பாவம் அவள்!

முரண்!

எலி கேக் எறும்புப் பொடி கரையான் மருந்து காக்ரோச் ஸ்ப்ரே சகலமும் இருக்கும் வீட்டின் பெயர் அன்பகம்.

வரம்!

வாழ்வது வசிப்பது மட்டுமல்ல மலைகளில் பயணிப்பதும் வரம்.

Zoo!

If you cant survive in the Jungle, you will be relegated to the Zoo. Choose wisely!

Form!

At the end, We are either Angel or Evil hiding in Human form.

மணப்பெண்!

ஒவ்வொரு கல்யாண மண்டபத்திலும் பார்ப்பேன்... இலை எடுக்கும் ஒவொரு அம்மாக்களை; ஒரு காலத்தில் இவரும் மணப்பெண்தான் !

Clowns!

The clowns that we are, even our idea of success looks so plastic & similiar. Most of us would invariably say when being asked about our idea of success ‘Well, I want to make tons of money, live in a nice house, give my Parents or Children a comfortable life, travel across the world and be happy.’ How funny that is. If each of us is different then how come our dream life looks exactly the same?! Programmed by a common pattern, we fail to realize that even our life isn’t our own to decide.