My Malayalam Poems

1 , MADYAYALIKAL ( a poem about the Dipsomaniac Malayalees)

2 , Karayunnu Njan

3, Priyaykai

Life , Ecstacy, Death

They were smooching each other by lying on the floor ; -

Entwined in close embrace

The infrasonic moans of their love- making-

Didn't disturb anybody!

I put the stone down,

Two small red millipedes making love!

The love which is made in -

Eternal darkness and in silence !

The pure love of two disgusting lovers !

Even the ants didn't disturb them!

Because they showed some sympathy

Towards those blind lovers!

Is it God's injustice that made them blind?

Or were they the accomplices with the First Sinners-

To receive this world of darkness?

Fortunately I didn't find any webcams or voyeurs there-

To peep into the privacy of those blind lovers!

Oh! it is a disgusting love!

But that was the only mercy by the Almighty towards them

Yes , it was the only oasis in their cursed life

Their helplessness to feel the mate through touch and smell;

I left the place with a sympathised mind,

No more atrocities!

I got back after two hours;

By thinking about that sacred love

Alas ! the sight made me stop !

The cruelty of the fate again

Their bodies were crushed into four ,

Thus the one mind- one body became four

Oh ! again a bolt from the blue!

Their one and only happiness lost forever!

The ecstasy that they derived even in the world of darkness!

Who cares about that?

Who should be blamed?

Even those mutilated bodies remain closely embraced each other

By keeping the hope that they can meet in the heaven together.

I got infuriated and looked around.

Then I saw my pet dog having a siesta

By lying at the same spot!

With a cruel satisfaction on his face ,

I couldn't control myself and drove him away.

What might have provoked him to commit this murder?

What might have become his obsession?

The Green- eyed Monster might have provoked him!

Or the forced celibacy which is imposed on him

Might have worked.

Whatever it might be , two drops of tears For those

Great creatures and for their Sacred love!

A Great Deed

Struggling for life-

In the deep water

A Small Great life!


The silent cry and struggle

Which he expressed

Through his gestures

Fell in my ears!

Even though I stood a second

Without starting the rescue

I approached him with a snail's pace

No more cameras, no more channels!

The inactiveness of an eyewitness!

But the SOS message from the sea

Of that halved coconut, shook me!

Suddenly I bent down

And put my finger inside it

Like a rescue rope!

Then I just pulled my hand outside

And let him go!

He went away without biding farewell;

He went away without conveying thanks to me;

May be because of his inability to speak

I won't get any gallantry awards for this heroic deed

I won't get any civic receptions-

Because I saved not a human, but an Ant!

Yes, a small creature and his Great Life

But I felt a satisfaction in performing my duty

Which was assigned by the Almighty!

Some Indian Thoughts

Some Indian Thoughts


MANTRA

Man - mind

Tra - Tiram [something which strengthens]

Man + Tiram [mantiram] = Mantra

Mantra = Something which strengthens mind

Tantra

Tan - body

Tra - Tiram [Something which strengthens]

Tan + Tiram = Tantiram [Tantra]

Tantra = Something which strengthens the body

Bharatham

Bha - Bhaskaran [ Sun]

Ratham - Rathikunnath [ Moving]

Bha + Ratham = Bhaskaran Rathikunnath [The area where the sun moves]

we know that the sun travells all around the world or

His rays are showered all around the world .Thus all the people who come under

the sun can be called as Indians.

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Sthree [ woman]

Sra - she who secretes

Sri - she who decays

Sru - she who creates

Woman

Woman = wom + an

Thus the pronunciation of 'wom' is 'woom'

Next we can consider the word Womb

Womb - which literally means Uterus

Here the word Womb is pronounced as Woom

That means Womb - wom[b] = ' b' is silent

Thus Woman = woom

Womb = woom

The pronunciation is alike

There is a Womb in Woman

Woman = womb = Sthree sthyayathi garbhasyath

Vanitha

Vanitha [ woman] = Female Dependant

Our Gurus

ANT

1 ,It doesn't make queue jumping

2 ,Strict discipline

3 ,Loyalty to the queen

4 ,No chance for a military coup

5 ,Storing habit

6 ,Patient re - building

7 ,Attacking gigantic figures with a small sting

8 ,Always engaged in hard work

9 ,Act as a team to lug even the heaviest objects.

Now we can compare these Small ants with the big human beings.

1 ,Always make queue - jumping

2 ,Lack of discipline

3 ,Loyalty to nobody else

4 ,Always prone to military coup

5 ,nothing is stored

6 ,Utter lazyness in rebuilding [ Tsunami is example]

7 ,Don't dare to fight even with a dog without a stick

8 ,Waste time as couch potatoes or mouse potatoes

9 ,Seek the help of machines like crane or backhoe digger

Sex

What is Sex?

Is it Seeking the Extreme?

Let us ask others!

What is Sex?

Something which I enjoy without restrictions- a man said

What is Sex?

Something I enjoy with restrictions-an Indian woman said

What is Sex?

Something I give only to my husband - a chaste woman said

What is Sex?

It is livelihood- a prostitute said

What is Sex?

It is intoxication - a nymphomaniac said

What is Sex?

Something which I don't get-a sex starved wife said

What is Sex?

It is destiny- a sex maniac said

What is Sex?

An area where I invent some disgusting methods- a pervert said

What is Sex?

Something an animal gives to me - a bestialist said

What is Sex?

Something I get only from children - a paedophile said

What is Sex?

A feeling that makes me to flash - a flasher said

What is Sex?

It is an identity crisis -a transexual said

What is Sex?

A feeling that gives me jitters- a bride said

What is Sex?

A battle to win- a groom said

What is Sex?

It is an uxorial duty- a husband said

What is Sex?

It is a compulsion and faking orgasm- a wife said

What is Sex?

Something I demand from my beloved-a lover said

What is Sex?

Something I give with pleasure- a beloved said

What is Sex?

It is casting couch- an actress said

What is Sex?

It is batting for the other side- a gay said

What is Sex?

A vain attempt to find a titillating partner on another woman - a lesbian said

What is Sex?

It is swinging both ways- a bisexual said

What is Sex?

Attacking male chauvinism- a ball breaker said

What is Sex?

It is hurt and getting hurt- a sadomasochist said

What is Sex?

Something I get from objects - a fetishist said

What is Sex?

It is a feast to the eyes- a voyeur said

What is Sex?

It is a wild attack- a raped woman said

What is Sex?

A feeling which gets the hidden wolf out of me- a rapist said

What is Sex?

It is a wild goose chase- an old man said

What is Sex?

It is an eternal triangle- a cuckold said

What is Sex?

It is a disaster I tolerate silently -a wittol said

What is Sex?

Something defeats me always- a boozer said

What is Sex?

A feeling that is provoked and destroyed by me - said alcohol

What is Sex?

Something I give back to you - an aphrodisiac said

What is Sex?

An unseen Ecstasy through touch - a blind man said

What is Sex?

It is an unknown feeling - a baby said

What is Sex?

It is a hide and seek by parents - an infant said

What is Sex?

The rumpypumpy that we watch on the Internet -a boy said

What is Sex?

It is mother's guidance and prurience- a girl said

What is Sex?

Something associated with creative ability - Freud said

What is Sex?

A mistake I committed to my mother -Oedipus said

What is Sex?

It is Dharma -Sage Vatsyayana said

What is Sex?

It is embarrassing - a prude said

What is Sex?

It is a forbidden fruit - a clergy said

What is Sex?

Shut up - the nuns closed their ears

What is Sex?

It is a sacred thing - a Hindu said

What is Sex?

Something destroys celibacy -a celibate said

What is Sex?

It is a problem solved only by me - a sexologist said

What is Sex?

Something men follow without any change - an anthropologist said

What is Sex?

It is my abode -Cupid said

What is Sex?

Something I unfold in nudes - a sculptor said

What is Sex?

It is a prosy routine - a middle aged man said

What is Sex?

Something stolen by menopause -a middle aged woman said

What is Sex?

It is a seasonal public performance - a dog said

What is Sex?

It is musical chairs - an elephant said

What is Sex?

It is a dance by hanging at the fronds - a squirrel said

What is Sex?

It is dancing like a coil with hisses -a snake said

What is Sex?

It is a shrouded mystery - a crow said

What is Sex?

A game visible only under microscope -an ant said

What is Sex?

It is gliding through the air -a dragonfly said

What is Sex?

A sharing by sitting together and rubbing beaks -a bird said

What is Sex?

It is killing two birds with one stone - a millipede said

That is Greek to us!

Oh, sorry! we travel by mating -he again explained

What is Sex?

It is a wild conquering -lions and tigers said

What is Sex?

It is a circus on the wall - a gecko said

What is Sex?

It is death - a male spider said

What is Sex?

A feeling which enables me to kill my mate - a female spider said

What is Sex?

It is a fly's munificence - a flower said

What is Sex?

It is a dive by hugging my beloved - a fish said

What is Sex?

Something stimulates me -a poet said

What is Sex?

The extreme desire to touch clouds - a mountain said

What is Sex?

The magnetic force that mountains exert on us -a cloud said

What i s Sex?

It is caressing the Nature with wild moans - the wind said

What is Sex?

It is a blushing at the presence of sun - a lotus said

What is Sex?

The uncontrolled passion to embrace shore with wave hands - ocean said

What is Sex?

The horripilation which is given through the wave hands -shore said

What is Sex?

It is my privilege between puberty and menopause - body said

What is Sex?

Something which I give and take -Nature said

What is Sex?

It is Nirvana - a Yogi said

Devil's Own Country

With a drooping head and

Also with an embarrassing face

I proclaim that it is a

Devil's Own Country!

Yes! now our god's own country

Has become Devil's Own Country!

We cultivate Terrorists

And export them too.

We have goons-

To get people wounded and killed!

We have fake saints-

To titillate and rape women

We have Mobile Phones and Blue Tooth

To spread porns throughout this Heaven

We have hidden Web cams everywhere

To peep into our privacy

We have Sex Rackets

To get our daughters sold

We have Roads -

Like Rabbit Warrens ,

For processions and so called pipe laying

To make snarl ups for hours

If there is a hell on the Earth

That is our Roads!

We have Politicos-

Who visit us once in five years

Then there is the public named Running dogs-

Who follow these Politicos for the last fifty two years.

We have strikes round the clock

To bugg jobs; in different names; different places

But we have a unanimity

In taking Lunchbreakes at the offices

Our Patriotism gets ignited-

When Dhoni hits a sixer

And also , when we get awards

We get our blood boiled, when we lose the cricket match

But we don't ,if somebody gets their legs trapped

In the broken slabs

Even though we are attacked by Chikungunya-

Or by Dengue Fever;

Then too, we look agape in front of the Telly-

By giving heavy applauds to Dhoni and Sree santh

We are hundred percent literate-

But not Educated!

We Whistle at some body to-

Catch their attention

But the north-Indians are not so literate

But Educated!

They say hello

To catch somebody else's attention

We surpass even slums-

In the case of culture!

Now we are Blessed with some thirsty Wolves -

Named Gays; who look at us with that Gaidar like drooling dogs.

they have a Den named Public Toilet!

At last I leave a Question to you;

Is it a God's Own Country or

Devil's Own Country?

IFFK Report

It was my first film festival.Quite a new experience.Through out the last week I was wandering through the whole world.Through the Iraq war fields; through the Kazakhstan meadows; through the whole Asian continent .I could understand various cultures ,with various languages.Besides that I came across with a lot of people who have been attending the festival for more than 10 years.Balcony reservation was another appreciative thing ,which ensured equality for everybody irrespective of their positon.Being an EJ student I watched all the films with a different perspective.Above the theme,I noticed a lot of other technical aspects like angles, the peculiarities of shots etc.Above all it was very interesting.The whole festival ended by leaving a lot of colourful pictures in my mind; it was a feast to the eyes.

Height

Height





What is Height?



It is nothing .



No! it is something.



''You need to be a tall man;



If you want to love me''-



An Intelligent College Girl said.



What is Height?



That is an important thing;-



A soldier said.



Do we need Height-



To serve the country?



Yes, yes. You do need.



But I am so patriotic!



But Height is proportional to Patriotism;



Again the soldier said.



Can't I do anything in this world without Height?



Can't I keep my identity without Height?



No, never, all the beanpoles supported.


A sailor, policeman, soldier, airman-


Everybody needs Height!


Then a poet comes there-


The question is repeated !


Is Height a necessary thing to become a poet?


No, not at all.


Then what else a poet needs?


Nothing else; some Imagination and inspiration-

Yes, Abilit y is the criterion; not Height.

Is he trustworthy in the world of poetry?

Yes, if he has the Ability!

Because it is a world which surpasses even flesh and blood!

When you bid farewell to this world you leave only your name

And not your Height.

OK, then let us join them.

Lucky Man

Lucky Man

Am I a lucky man?

Yes, of course.

How can you say?

You have been given

Healthy eyes,ears and other organs

They are in good condition.

Then , aren't you a lucky man?

Yes, yes,of course.

But, but I am a shorty

So , so aren't I unlucky?

Then what about Napoleon?

Oh! I am sorry.

You are right, I am a lucky man.

But, but I lost my beloved;

Then think about Romeo!

Yes, yes, you are right

I am a lucky man .

But ,but I don't have a bike

Yes, but you have got two healthy legs

To leave kilometers behind.

But I am a newbie oന computer

But you have the key ; English to unlock it

Oh! yes, yes.Again I am lucky

I haven't got a cybershot

To catch the real picture

Yes, but you have got two eyes

With Nine dimensions

To scan the whole Universe and to ignite fire

Which surpass even the most advanced cybershot cameras

Oh! is it true?

Yes! I swear by god

Then what else I haven't got?

Nothing, you posses all the elegant things

In the world.

Geckos

We are Geckos!

The smallest in your eyes;

But were the biggest-

In the olden ages.

We walk through the walls,

By covering all angles-

Low, high and top.

We witness all your actions-

Day and night continuously-

Under your bed, in the bathroom,on the roof!

Yes, we follow you everywhere like voyeurs!

Our world is an upside down world-

Like a bat.

We have no sophistry;

So we mate everywhere, every time-

On your table ,under the chair-

By leaving all the moral laws.

We are not afraid of anybody else-

So, we put droppings on your heads with scorn!

We sit on the highest place in your house-

Even above your balcony!

We steal your delicious food-

Like thieves!

We do whatever we like-

No police, no court;

Nobody can punish us!

If you come to catch us-

We try to commit suicide-

By cutting our tails!

Our sounds make you postpone your journeys-

Like an alarm!

You rule the whole world;

But we rule even you too!

You tame even elephant,

But , draw a blank when come to us!

We sit on top of White House!

Yes ,even above the US president!

We fight in public like warriors-

By reminding our glorious past!

How many traps you make-

To destroy us?

But, we will haunt you always!

HARMONICA

I bought a Harmonica

It is made out of steel and fibre,

A valuable thing for both a musician

And also for a junk-dealer;

In two different ways.

To a musician it is an instrument,

Which showers music.

To a junk-dealer it is nothing,

But a rusty iron piece.

I took the instrument with ease;

And kept it on my lips

And started to blow.

I tried hundred times

To make mellifluous music out of it.

But the same prosy notes repeated

Then I gazed it with despair

The steel reeds ridiculed me

What is wrong with my lips?

What is wrong with my sense of music?

I cursed the instrument severely,

And threw it away with anger.

At that time a breeze gently blew;

By touching the instrument

It resulted a nice music out of the instrument.

I astonished very much

Even a gentle breeze of Nature

Makes nice music!

But I can't!

At last I recognised my inability

Yes,I lack the Music of Nature.

Word

The sparkling Mantra

The seducing Tantra

That is Word.

We make somebody cry

We make somebody think

We make somebody silent

We make somebody laugh

By chanting this mantra.

The first thing emerged

In this world,is nothing but Word,

I live for Word,I breathe Word,

The demon drink that intoxicates me-

Is nothing but Word.

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The Child

I heard the cry of a child

like the faint bleating of a lamb

Like the tingling of bells

In the gelly balls,in the pictures of Lord Ganesha

I hear that innocent sobbing

When I look at the innocent

And cute faces of the children

I am, haunted by some memories

The violent and brutal beating

The ferocity of the hidden wolf

The serenity of the tears

All these are my days and nights

I beat and pat with the same hand

Is this that Cobra named male chauvinism?

Is it that contemptuous sadism?

Oh! my child! sleep well on my lap

I shall croon a lullaby for you

With the same mouth I use to curse you.

Haunting memory

when the wind blows and the leaves rustle
a sublime thought comes into my mind.
A thought that has haunted me and will haunt me
its nothing but remembrances of thee.