The Game with Chronos

The Game with Chronos
(Racing against Time)

My opponent -
He works incessantly...Tick Tock, Tick Tock..
Bends over backwards to move ahead of me..
I take a deep breath and look him in the eye
Unabashed , he stares and steps forward.

Steady and assured of my surrender..
He slips forward with a sly smile
Deep within I sense the inevitability of my defeat
And look heavenwards for my share of peace..

On Our Way to Pondy..

Then I heard  a lotus bloom in the marsh..
Silent and Pensive
I paused and stared..
The Stillness soothed my racing heart...

That transcendent moment..
I forgot to speed
Chronos left me with me a smile ...in search of his next victim
I never noticed..
And  realised that I had won the race after all..

A Plea to those who write a student's future..

I am eager..I am young

I feel things that you have long forgotten
Passion, Enthusiasm , Friendship..
All perfect in my little glass bowl
Do not be the one to shatter my illusions
Yet..

I am testing waters..
Unaware of uncertainties..I live life believing my infallibility..
I try..I fall ..I try again

I am confident ..The world is my oyster..
Do not break my spirit..
Yet..


The real world waits
I have heard that it is cruel..You would know
Let it wait..A minute
Let me learn,Let me give,Let me grow..
Help me if you can
Do not be the one to steal my smile

Recognise my goodness ..Before clipping my wings

Time-the great punisher..is waiting

With one swoop of his arms He will break my little bubble soon..

I am a flower that blossomed today..
Let me live this day..

"Dedicated to all youngsters who suffer for their teacher's sins.Foto from internet"

An Ode to the Dosa Maker

S...

You wield the metal spoon with a finesse that eludes me
The concentric circles on the pan
Settle down in their rightful place under the sun..
Your movements are measured and efficient
The dosa's golden heart seems to gleam
And the kitchen seems brighter
I blink ..The spell is broken..
And at the right moment
You flip them and drop them into the gaping plates..
The perfect Sunday Brunch





You..
Wait patiently and wield your aura
I run out of steam ..The curses and my raging are consumed by your constancy
The myriad emotions in the kaleidoscope of my confused mind
Settle down and form the brilliant glass flower
Whose radiance drive the bleak thoughts away
The smile on your face grows
The Rainbow's gold glows in my heart
I take your hand and the love courses through my soul
Contentment and peace
In our Almost perfect Lives