Cannibal

Orange sun, moist less cool breeze;
I heard Tabla's beautiful pitch!
I was hauled out. Rather i was scurried to lawn.


Mist drops on every rose;
I easily figured out that, they are trying to imitate my girl's lips.
Detached few roses from its stem and i was holding one.

Desire to lick it, and i did it with ease;
Shouldn't I tell you that it was not so tasty as her's?
Gradually i started eating rose feathers and I finished it in core fun.

My mind said with heavy knock, " UR A CANNIBAL VIJAY. Ate a rose?"
" Couldn't see a rose as a rose. Its just a clone of my GIRL " .




I cant compare my girl with roses when they are imitating her. I can only compare roses with my girl !! Feel the difference!

Clean

23-4-2009
Roads are clean. Shutters are on. Every bus stood frozen.

Tasmacs Open.
TN Govt.'s ******* excellence.

Will these aggressiveness drive Srilankan tamilians to peace?
Will these clean their blood strains?

May god bless them.
Pray for them my lovable blog friends! Need ur hands!

- Vijay

My girl

She was in love with Me. Very badly. I had no other go, so I accepted. We mesmerized ourselves and felt the love’s essence to the root.

It was a fine noon. We planned to go for a drive in my car. We went in to deserted streets, greeny ways, and lovely areas. We both discussed a lot and we added, “I NEED TO TELL YOU ONE THING AT THIS TIME” to each other. I was surprised what she gonna tell. She wrote something in a piece of paper and pressed it in my hand. And now she wanted me to tell what I wished to. I pronounced, “I can’t be wid u sweetie. It’s time for me to leave you. Reason is my future, my home. Hope u’ll understand”, kissed her forehead wid tears. I was haggling her character for a while.


I was in hospital. I had no idea about how I went there. I came to know that we met with an accident, cuz of a lorry driver’s fault. I really couldn’t digest my sight. She was lying breathless, totally breathless, next bed. I know I loved her a lot. 

I saw my hands closed with the piece of paper, 

 “Dear, I’ll die if u leave me!! Love u jaanu!!!”

LOVE

Life, Torture which will fetch u happiness, brightness.

Change in,
Everything.

Lies, ride, drizzles, possessiveness.

Freedom, not exactly though.

Happy moments. Happiest moments. (i don kno any othr degree after superlative.. lolz)
On a whole, no substituting word for Love...
Love. Experienced will say YES to that..

Concurrence 09

If you are in Chennai and if you are a college student, the place to be on 13th and 14th of March 2009 is R.K.M.Vivekananda College, Mylapore, Chennai-600004.

Events:

PEOPLE!!!

People. We would have met many people in many different characters. But we never spent time to think about their characters in depth. See these na.


A) "Am a person who 'll get more anger. you know. Am very angry now." A type.

B) "See i told everything to you very frankly. Know why? Only cuz am a frankly speaking person. I won't have anything in my heart. You too tell me your secrets" A type.

C) "Am not like how you are thinking or like others. Actually am very different". A type.

D) " I won't admire girls. I never described their rosy lips or hip's bend or structure or color or size, like others. I wanna behave decently" A type.

E) "I love music a lot. I cannot live without music. I don't know why ARR couldn get Telugu film fare award though got Academy award. If he works harder, he might get in future" A type.

F) "Time is very precious. No one should waste time in their life.We won't get those wasted minutes back. After all we are here to achieve our aims. Every one has their destiny. They should work for it. Its really stupid to waste tie in unwanted speeches. OK. Stop talking now and start with your works. Dont waste time." A type.

G) "I know more about this world than that fat guy. I think he is an illiterate, behaving very cheaply. How can he speak at my back??" A type.


Yes. People are many. We can see comical characters in every person. Especially in every serious person. Sure to get smile in our face when we think them in depth!!!

Inverted stroy. Part - 2

The next day, I was at Palm park, under the same palm tree. But I could count four legs that time. Ana was there with me, engaged in same horny palm park's activity. I am no man from mars. Weeks passed. I feared my nightmares might turn true. She started freaking out with Doctor often. I was dumb seeing her with him. Couldn’t question her about her behavior. As i feared, Doctor took her to palm park, and she returned wet. Yes I mean.

Never joined my lid, that night. My eyes were spitting on my cheeks, thinking over her ill behavior. It was twelve noon when I got up the next day. Couldn’t move my hand, sprain I guess. “Wasn’t I sleeping?” I doubted.

I was disturbed mentally. I rushed to her room to warn her. Found her red and dead. She must be killed, by a man with a deranged mind. I wondered, seeing my shirt with bloodstains. Tried a lot to come out of my dream. Not a dream, i realized.
" Hey am no fucking insane"; " I wouldn't have tore her".
Her death was very similar to her mom's. " I hate her mom. but i know i didn't kill her".
Flashes...
Saw my (Dutch)knife next to my Ana. My nightmares were no more just nightmares.

Inverted story - Part 1

No guy can die before getting cheated. "Ur blabberings are endless. What a stupid creation by god" my mate’s common punch. My mind state was too abnormal that day, in a Palm park, under a palm tree. Really in a drunken mood. I counted four legs under every single palm tree. But I resembled palm tree. No beast next to me, as palm hasn’t got branches. Heard heavy breathings and pain screams from every tree except mine. Smell of flirtatiousness everywhere. I was thirsty. Rather I call it as gory. Yes I mean.

Guys are insane from girl’s sight. I know it’s absurd. "I really love you" is the most stinking lie I ever heard, if my wife pronounce it. Yes. Ana was totally cheating me. She lost her mom at 17. She was murdered by a man with a deranged mind. She was the costliest product of night market. Ana inhabits her mom's character I feared. It was so weird. Covertly speaking female. I hate flirts. And she was one of them. I loved her a lot as my mind induced me to believe her. It was my innocence. Rather my fucking stupidity.


My doubts on Ana was increasing. The same day, I saw Ana blending with Doctor next home. I unwillingly drenched her with blood. My costly dutch knife turned red. "Sorry Ana, I lost ma control" . " Ure insaiinee" She met her end. She shouldn’t have followed her mom. My terrible Nightmare. She can't be bad, I predicted.. cont.

Love Addict 2

It was December's second week. My school's Annual day. I was preparing myself to speak to her, with wit. I counterfeited many proposal's style. But nothing seemed impressive. I could see coven inside the campus. But she stood like a horny horse, different. I may not be a colt. But, no despair in me. Coiled hair ends in her shoulder's beginning, like a derris(climbing plant). Dark roads with bends often, resembled her hair. I doubted how Indian flag got Saffron color before seeing her lips.

She 'll be beau even when she is compared with a poem wrote by thousand poets. I remember the day (Love addict 1), when i saw her near coaching class, in a rainy day. "Aval koondalum megamdan. Avvatrilirundum mazai thuligal sottuginranave" (Even her hair was like cloud, rain's dews dipping from it). I saw her face in every drop of rain, which fell in between us. Its not her eyes, which resembles flowers. Only flowers are like her eyes.

I was waiting for the cusp of us. And i got that. " Have u ever saw me??" me, asked irrelevantly by forgetting all rehearsals. "No, are we studying in same school??", she moved her saffron lips gently, though she stared at me many times like evergreen scoldings. I stepped back with a foolish smile. She passed me with a heaven locking smile. I know she never detested me. Absolutely an obfuscated evening.

Happy though my practices went in vain. I heard, "we'll forget everything in front of our love".

Catch ya frnds in next day of love addict ...... love life, life s love......

Am, am, am good. argh.

Cat result. Guys with shivering hands. I was just kidding and giggling my CAT friends. Especially waiting for my friend, Raam's call. I wished he should get call from his dream college, Pune. As we are in final year of our college, 'll miss him after my college days. When the results are out, I was too too happy. Not that he scored his desire. Happy that he didn't. Yipppeeee. Cuz he got 82 and decided to continue his studies here in Chennai itself. Am sorry. I shouldn't be happy for my friend's sadness. But, really man. Am smiling. Eeeeeee... Though i prayed for your marks, god decided to keep you with me............

Mmmm.... guys.. Am not so mean na???

Pals lols

Crowd. My street was very busy that day. I wondered how my street could pose like this. Heard many voices with kidding tone. No one answered my question about the rushtime. Was very eager to know, what made my street like that. Started my conversation with my neighbor to pull out the matter. Got shocked by hearing the news. Know what?? Aunt next home. Yup. A newly married lady, next home, got caught while having sex with her husband's friend. As soon as i heard this, I screamed "Who saw that and how??". "cha.. i missed seeing tat" my ugly inner voice. He proudly said, "my uncle only saw that". Couldn't control my laughter, proudness for seeing a shit.

Came to college with that hot news and spent my day. "Some one should have captured that with mobile", my mobile freak friend's youth eagerness. With that, topic changed to mobile phones. We were hotly discussing and giving suggestions to a friend, who decided to buy a mobile. Suddenly Mr. Shashank, my class's son of brain, "don't buy Universal dude. Buy Sony Ericson. It will be better in sounds". Thunder noises started, we laughed for 5 minutes continuously. Such a unforgettable dialogue, without knowing that Universal is not a mobile brand.

MAMA, need a song abt oooshu here..... okay!!!!

I compare him with my school mate, another son of brain. Once, Economics teacher started checking our class works. Every1 took their notes, by dusting it, from our class cupboard, and our son of brain used that shelf differently. I still remember the way we guys laughed by seeing him, hiding himself inside the cupboard and got caught to Eco. I still remember how my Economics teacher ran behind him to give him a strike. Damn hilarious day!!!!!!!!!!

Love Addict

Heavenly days of life. It was November's final friday. I saw my Angel, in a coaching center's entrance. Not a romantic place na?? . You are wrong. She changed that place to a crown of romance's superlative degree. The surrounding's mouth was running out of words to express, how it was filled with romance. An overwhelming desire to scream, to unpack my happiness. Heard thundering noises, which conveyed me that they are expressing my desire to scream. I felt cloud's happy-sheds on my shoulders. Yes. She ordered clouds to give some water to increase land's pulse.

Started raining very heavily. She stood under a tree, to escape rain, but not from my sight. Because we both were under the shelter of same tree. "My god" she sung(1st word i heard from her fluty voice). I mis-judged. She just exclaimed by seeing the rain. I too pronounced "My god, what a creation by you. You too might have tasted the love's feel to make her up without makeup, beautifully". I understood that I'll not die just as Mr.Lonely. Anyone can tell that I was happy to core, just by seeing my face at that moment. I felt a pain in my right wrist, which made me to realise that I've punched a tree, in my happiness(konjam overa poittano!!!).The She started walking, as soon as rain decreased itself to drizzle. Thanks to those tiny drops from heaven, she got wet totally. Looked like a Mermaid's structured statue, with her eyes on my eyes, walking in front of me. Yes. She gave me a glance with her glassy eyes. I spelled again,"m y g o d". I still wonder how I rode my cycle verrry slowly, behind my girl........................
Catch ya frnds in next day of love addict ...... love life, life s love....... take care...

Vacation

We guys were almost ready to start our journey to ELAGIRI. And as usuall, a black pearl, which each gang will possess, by default, defended coming with us. Then somehow convinced him and we came out of my temple, I mean my home (native), and kicked our bikes. I didn’t, cuz mine is "self". Of course we bike lovers should specify about our bike when ever we get chance... Every one started to accelerate more, as it turned to an unannounced race. Drops oozed out of my eyes, which fell on ma pal's face, sitting behind me, made him to take look on sky "raining or what yaar, we have to make it soon".

We entered Elagiri, and got a snap of a dog licking its baby. Sign of seeing beauties of nature, as we are going to see more of that in Elagiri. Stopped our bikes and searched for a tea stall, as human mind needs hot thingies in cold climate. Saw a girl, hotter than the tea which we all were holding. At this point no need for me to tell “U” what we guys would have thought. Started from the tea stall by checking whether we took all the bags which contains costly things, or not. We trekked to hill top before sun getting off from us. My pal sitting behind was irritating me with his stupid speech. Got irritated more than a bowlers irritation on seeing Dravid's defense : )

Went to a small lake in that hilly area to get fresh. I was waiting for my blabbering pal to stand near the lake. Gladly pushed him off in to the lake as soon as he stood. It was blank at the moment I pushed him off. I took 2 mins to realize that I got pushed by my other friends, as soon as I did it to him: ( Came up with censored words and nictitating eyes, by hearing giggling noises. Roaring rather. Took lot of snaps for memories (I don kno y my frns temme tat am a photo freak).

Took a cottage to reside that night. We were very happy to open our bags. As I told before, we took our costly items out of our bags, Beers. What would have satisfied us more than our KF, that night?? With nibbles of dishes. A great night, with blabberings of my pal, who started off more after having just a half beer. A drowsy night. I don’t remember the number, went out many times to check whether our bikes are standing safely or not.

Got up with a call from my mom, "when you are returning back? U got permission by telling that u'll be home by 10 today". It was 12 when I got praisings from my mom. Kicked my pals to wake them up and vacated the room as soon as we can. Yes. With in 3 hours (so soon na??) : ) Rode faster than how we came. Came home soon and tried convincing my mom. But couldn’t…….. So now, writing this post to kill time. Don’t ask why I should kill time. I won’t tell “U” that my mom told me not to go out of home for a week............eeee........

Loneliness

Synonym of loneliness is well known to all. But the feel of loneliness is felt only by those who experience it. Not an ordinary feel to describe with ease: My day was empty that day, my pocket as well. Just three days left to see New year's first date. No green leaves next to my home. Only thorny plants.. I remember i engaged myself making muffin. Obviously, not a nosh. I was happy eating what i've made, pretending indeed. Waiting for my pals's call.

I managed to kill time till i get sun over my head. Went through the day's newspaper thrice. Clock will scold me if it can, saw time twice a minute. Started to recall my previous week. A compressed quarrel with my friend at school. The fault was neither mine nor from him.I will blame our inquisitiveness to get a girl. When i was about to conclude my mistake, i heard a knock continued by "post post". I wittingly opened the door. He looked handsome to my eyes for times. He enquired about a nearby address. I remember I managed my conversation with him for fifteen minutes atleast, about all unwanted things. Then he "tring"ed his bicycle which has dynamo fitted in its face. I heard 4'o clock train passing my town. Time for a hot strong coffee. But i've no idea about preparing it. So i went to terrace with my ball to skip an hour. But returned soon as I am single. I know am not interested in turning albums. But turned few pages for a while. Waiting for my pals's call.

It was seven to seven. Eager to see mom and dad. And finally heard seven "ding"s from my lovable wallclock. They came with smile in thier face and gifts in their hand. Yes its my Birthday. Just three days left to see New year's first date. Happy that i managed the day somehow. Waiting for my pals's call.

which part of life is better??

Which one is better?
Life before love
Life after love
Life without love


Not an abnormal question to be discussed, right? Common flashbacks of aged people who have experienced love. Am neither a supporter nor an offender of love. The word "love" reminds us about our lover's love, not our Mother's ir-replacable love or Father's limitless love.
Life before love is the smoothest part of one's life i suppose. My mind use to say proudly "love is a time sucking feel, and i don't have belief in that". Indeed not my heart.
I laughed at Shakespeare's lines.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date".

I was just 16 passed. "The one who hate love will eat the fruit of love soon" is the quote i heard often. Immidiately "don't stare at me"; My rough voice. A question that screws me often for answer "Why should'nt i love a girl?". Not my mistake; default problem in teenage religion. Yes its a religion indeed.
Life with love will be the interesting part of one's life. Rather my life. You shall notice my soul dumbstruck, just by seeing her.Whenever i get a glance from my pretty girl, i hear "dude, ur the handsome boy of our gang " voice of my mind. Indeed not my heart. May be, i was not noticed even by her tall, crinked nose friend. Seeing her brightest face in dark evening equalised my stunning supper. Love is pupil of pupil's eye.

I was just 18 passed. Happy with friend's wishes and my love's gift. My girl's love was not sufficient when i understood her hangings. A need for my mom's hug again. Loneliness surronded me though i have pals in bunches. "Loneliness is a salvation", my mate's common quote. Fact indeed. Lost my piece of peace, failed in my studies. I feared she will eradicate me in 360. "Why should i love her?". Not my mistake again. I found a new religion. "End of teenage".
Life without love is an era. "Wounds of love will never fade" i heard. Not a true saying, when i analysed it. You will feel the heaven's smell at home once you are wounded. If iam ever questioned "where is your love then?" , i'll show.Not my love. A wallet.