O lord Padmanabha.
With one hand thrown to side,
with laxmi at your feet,
with brahma near the navel,
With siva under ur hand,
with the devathas to your side,
Are u enjoying the bliss of their company ?


Is it ecstacy over the perfection of your creation,
Is it the reclusion of the temple ,
Is it the bhakthi of ur people,
Is it the quiteness of the history,
Or Is it paintings of the yore,

what is it ..Oh what it !!
that brings a smile to thine lips..?
what is it O padmanabha ,
that two lonely travellers found peace in your abode.

Little poem.

A little poem about me.

Thinking.
Going about work.
SAP to Siebel.
Cab numbers , D6, /D9.
hurried bath.

Cutting vegetables.
half the wardrobe missing.
amma how are you?

Lunch .Lonely walks.
Mobiles and no-signals.

Bank accounts ,
money transfers.
Tax.

From Vista to XP.
Train journeys.
no space.
I hate laloo.

Blogs , post .
So much to write .
No time.

A different kitchen.
different food .
no taste.Miss home food .

MIL, SIL.
what am i doing here.
Hd & chennai.

Sad faces.
No jobs.
Excel work .

Independent houses/flats.
Space/responsibility.
Watering plants.
No flowers.

Music .
No singing.
Time Vs things.

Travel.
Sickness.
Care hospital.

Scary doctors , patients.
Head aches.
Knee pains.
Infections.

Being postive.
Bashness.Loudness.
Talking and more talking.

Tiredness.
Listening.More listening.

Empty road at 9 .10.
Big beautiful houses.
no people.
Maintenance.

Questioning myself.
thinking.
traffic, dust.
Chennai traffic.
Stocks crash.

..( i can write another 100 lines. )