THESE SMALL THINGS

Where do I start, when do I pretend, where do I end. I'll tell you what. Today I'll be honest, no tricks up my sleeve, no lies waiting to grow on my nose, no pretense hidden by a mask. I'll just start and I'll just end but what's in between is for you to judge although I would hope that what's in between is to make you smile. What's in between is quite small, petite, minute actually but it makes the finishing grandeur. It would be your smile that is grand I pray. 

These Small Things.

They come, they go,

They sometimes never say hello,

They live, they die,

They sometimes never say goodbye.

But these small things are not like the start or the end,

They remain forever etched,

They sync, they blend,

In your memories forever sketched.

With that I conclude,

Although this is but the beginning,

Not with a prelude,

But with how small things make great happenings. 

And how Maria puts it in the Sound of Music,

My dear avid reader, these are a few of my favourite things.

The starting of a song,

The finishing of a book,

The distance that is long,

With your hands to mine hooked.

The characters by Jane Austen,

The notes in music seven,

A snow man frosting,

When the time is eleven eleven.

The seventies so groovy,

The billboards greatest hits,

A Mani Ratnam movie,

With A.R.Rahman to finish it.

The songs of Michael Jackson,

His moonwalk and video clips,

A mother holding her naughty son,

With a stern face but a safe grip.

The writing of a poem,

The telling of a tale,

The fact that nothing rhymes with poem,

And how now I just wanna wail.

The counting of stars,
The smell of cut grass,
The friends so far,
A clink of the glass. (Cheers To That)

The shades of blue,
When I haven't got a clue,
Peeling dry glue,
Medicines for a flu.

The smile on a poor man's face,

The beauty in a dancer's grace,

When things are in its place,

When not, but we managed to trace.

The twisted raagas in Carnatic,

The geographic setting from God's own touch,

The piousness of a fanatic, 

The contrast that some people don't pray much.

Puppies and kittens and a baby's butt,

How sometimes we accidentally take an international fart,

Smiles and laughter nothing else makes the cut,

These are the small things that I take to my heart. 

I could go on and on with a million more,

For these small things can accumulate with much galore,

But these are the things that will make you adore,

The life that you're living and what it's worth for. 

With that I now, can conclude for sure,

The beginning, the end and the beautiful between,

I hope this piece was a smiling cure,

The small things in life that are simple and serene. 

Praise Thy Lord.

AMEN. 

TEMPTING TEMPERAMENTAL TEMPER

The thoughts that sink into my brain,

The thoughts that sync like track to train,

Of his face, his pace and his ready smile,

That keeps me sustained for a thousand miles.

His genuine touch,

His effort much,

His unhampered spirit, principles and more,

His bullies, his charms much like Theodore.  

His theories and tantrums, tenderness and time

To solve the miserable problems of mine.

His nags and nonsense,

Most of which make sense.

His charm when romantic,

His words so traumatic,

His gestures and ways,

That tend to make my day.

All of which I adore,

Despite his flaws a galore.

It has been inked in my heart,

It could never break apart.

This little boy who's become so much of a man,

From a little shaky leaf to an oak that forever stands.

Maybe just maybe I've found the perfect one for me,

But that my dear is for him to see, well if I'm perfect for he.

And while I can only hope for me to become we,

It all depends on him to decide if we could forever be.

YOU AND ME

PRISHA DE ORISHA

Once upon a time, somewhat a time that felt like eons ago, on the 6th day of the 9th month of the 1992nd year of God-Knows-When, the clouds drew apart and the skies opened and a little baby dropped out of heaven and brought more light to this earth. This baby is a special one. A rare one that drops out only once in a blue moon. These special babies are known as a Bundle-of-Joy. She is taken care of by two beautiful people who are her guardian angels but was kept hidden all the time as God commanded that she was a unique Bundle-of-Joy who could only be exposed to the right people at the right time. All those who finally meet this Bundle-of-Joy retrieved joy in abundance in their lives, thus only those who deserved it are destined to meet this wonder child. It all depended on the karmic fate of those who were about to meet her. Some people were fortunate enough to meet her as young as when they were 6 in kindergarten and some were lucky enough to keep her till date too. This Bundle-of-Joy was named Prisha a.k.a. Orisha (Only because it's unique to Me). Day by day Orisha met more and more people and expanded the level of joy around the world and one fine day in the love filled month of Valentine, 23 long years later she officially met another person and that person was Me.

Me was just another random kid from the havoc town of Subang who was lucky enough to befriend another little Bundle-of-Joy called Natsy when she was 6 and was fortunate enough to have her by God for the rest of her life. How Me met the 2nd little Bundle-of-Joy was through the 1st little Bundle-of-Joy. You see that's just how it works because you can't just get a Bundle-of-Joy at the snap of your fingers. It takes one bundle of joy to meet another bundle of joy. It takes a lot of good faith and fate as well. 

A few days before Me officially met Orisha, Me unofficially met Orisha by taking her in her car to be dropped of at Natsy's home. In that short gap, Orisha had already taken a liking on Me so much that she wanted to keep Me and that's just how a Bundle-of-Joy works. They fall in love at first sight on anything they see because they are born to spread love, they never judge and they just well they're just blessed. However, all that was running in Me's head was "SERIOUSLY DUDEDESS I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU". You see Me was a very skeptical person or maybe God just designs things that way because it ain't so easy to spot a Bundle-of-Joy. It's like a test he puts you through to see if you're worthy of a Bundle-of-Joy. Orisha left with Natsy and Me thought Orisha just another passing cloud but little did she realize that she passed with flying colours in that short test in the car and so God approved of a second meet which was the official one. 

So on the very day that Me was destined to meet Prisha, Me was mentally preparing herself to meet this new alien officially just because of Natsy. They met at Thank-God-It's-Friday but at that 2nd hello with Orisha, Me just Thanked-God-It's-Orisha. It was as if all this while she was blinded by a wall that blocked her brain into believing that Orisha was yet another Bundle-of-Joy. A gift granted by the good Lord to Me. At the point of the 2nd hello, Me could finally see the glowing halo above Orisha that lit the whole place because it was finally time for Me to see the true gift that was given to her by God. Orisha, Orisha, Orisha, she is such a kindered spirit, a Bundle-of Joy that spreads positivity, love and care like no other and Me was truly a gifted soul to have Orisha introduced into her life. 

Orisha made Me laugh, made truffles with Me, exposed Me to a world of reading, consoled Me when Me needed it, medicated Me when Me needed it, showered love to the world when the world needed it and till date is diligently doing her duty as a Bundle-of-Joy. Just like marshmallows to hot chocolate, Orisha compliments everything around her. She's like joy with added-value. Like a compass that always points to North to guide the way and adjust to the circumstances and adapt to the people she meet. The world and Me are indeed blessed to have Orisha by our side. 

Today however is a very special day. It's the 23rd anniversary of this Bundle-of-Joy and God said that on this day, this Bundle-of-Joy must be pampered with extra love and joy than every other day and so Orisha today you deserve to be reminded of how special you are to this world. To be reminded that you're doing not just a good, not just a great but an outstandingly splendid job in this world. So thank you for all that you have done and all that you will undoubtedly keep doing cause even if we say it's enough, it's just impossible for a Bundle-of-Joy to stop showering love. You're such an overflowing kindered spirit I'm surprised there isn't two of you. But most of all, I know it's not worth anyone reminding you of how great you are because sometimes Bundles-of-Joy forget their worth no matter how much they are reminded of how great they are but there's only one selfless thing these special creatures remember and that is the love people have for them. So don't you forget that most most of all we all love you and Me loves you till infinity and beyond. 

Happy Birthday You Love Joy And May Your Greatness Shine All Over All The Time With The Beautiful Blessings of The Good God Who Created You.  

WITH LOVE ME.

THE BEAUTIFUL YOU

Dedicated To My Dearest Darling Diamond Nathaasha

When a man breaks your heart,

When he pierces it with a dart,

Little does he know,

That you will only grow.

It makes him not a man,

Earn your love he never can,

When he's lower than a boy,

When he treats you like a toy.

But little do you know,

That a change in winds now blow,

You try so hard in vain,

To end the miserable pain.

If only you knew the secret,

The one that is so sacred,

You will be free of woe,

And life would feel so new.

Take a step my love,

Up, up and above,

Look into the mirror,

You'll see yourself much clearer.

You've stepped into this world,

From the womb in which you were curled,

To be a beautiful and blessed woman,

With a heart that's made of diamond.

You were a little black coal,

Inside a pressured hole,

But look at you now baby,

How you shine with so much glory. 

You can never be shattered,

You can never be tattered, 

For when handled by a nut,

You know a diamond can only cut.

So why worry about a blight,

For you're brighter than any light,

Shine away with your beauty,

Cause you know you're much more worthy. 

DIAMOND

SLUMBER PARTY LAH

So basically it’s 4:05 am right now and I’m as high as fuck. Okay it’s a little toned down now since I can actually type a proper sentence like at an acceptable pace. Nat’s just gone. Not like the gone kind of gone but just the so called happy high and she slept like a baby right in front of me. I have never seen anyone go to sleep like that and here I am just like okay why are you leaving me hanging like this. It’s 4am and I need someone to talk to. I have issues. But the best part is I’m just here cross-legged sitting on Nat’s swing and typing this out on my baby Burton. Internet connection sucks and I don’t know the wifi password but whatever. So I’m just typing on Microsoft Word. I hope I’m alert enough to save this. Can’t believe I totally bunked Sangeetham class for this but totally worth it although I still yet to have some quality time with my Natsy. Oh well, pleasure.

Okay my eyes are burning right now but I still have the ability to correct my multiple spelling mistakes and end of story. Means I’m as awesome as fuck although last night I got wasted. Oh I got wasted I tell you. I should write a story about all my drinking experiences. My major drinking experiences that is and perhaps carry out an analysis of what my drinking style is. So far what I’ve gathered is that, well, food is a must have and no shots. Hmmm, whatevs.

Okay getting wasted is stupid by the way. Slowly drink your drink with a full stomach so that like what Nat said, you’re a happy high and you get to dance with your crush who actually wanted to dance with you. Let’s not go there shall we.

Okay now I’m just lazy to type already but I have so much to say. Why can’t they have like some voice blog or something like that? I’d be talking all day long. Mata membakar oh oh oh. This time around when Nat came down I totally found so many more new and amazing people in my life.

Prisha is this girl. This one of a kind girl who is I don’t know what apart from her Level 99 English, then there’s this group of MILFs that are totally holy yet happening at the same time just like me. Then there’s this boy called Thiru who actually knows what the fuck NOL means. Heck he knows my company better than I do and yes NOL is a company if you’re actually wondering. Then there’s just more and more friends and family I’ve totally bonded with this time and I finally found the perfect name for my baby phone. Yes, it is Bruce Benedict Banner. Yataaa… Woohoo… Okay time to sleep but no but wait but there’s more.

I don’t know, I’m just a happy but unhappy kid. Life rocks and I still can’t believe my parents gave me two rows of straight sleepover at my childhood friends place. I love this place, I love the people, I love this family.

Apart from that all the tanni sessions did unleash the wildest in me and did make me do stupid things and miss awesome opportunities. It’s 4.19am and I’m awake as fuck and omg nowadays comparatives are always just compared to fucks. Like not as loud as thunder but as loud as fuck, not as beautiful as a peacock but as beautiful as fuck, not a mad as a hatter but as mad as fuck. But well it’s true cause sex is loud, beautiful and mad anyway.

Just read my whole post again and yeah and I guess I shall post this first thing tomorrow morning when I awake to a pretty selfie with Nat. It’s now 4:27am and so well so Good Night.

It's now 11:43am. We took no selfies and I thought I woke up to obvilion. She's packing and I'm stealing 50 Shades of Grey and well this trip is over but lasting forever. I'm going to keep having memories flashing in and out cause oh well the alcohol helps to retain your loving memories.

SHOTS

ALL MY BEAUTY

The day I lose all my beauty,

Will be the day I lose all my love,

It's all coming back to me now,

The point is clear,

My heart it fears,

When you're not near,

I end up in tears,

But I know it's all wasted,

Cause the pain I have tasted.

Nothing would have lasted,

So why start it in the first place.

Blinded by your smooth ways,

Brings back memories from worse days.

The day I lose all my beauty,

It'll be here,

It'll be now,

For if I lose this love,

I will have so much more.

My beauty comes from within,

I don't need what's on the outside,

It's time to move on to the other side.

The day I lose all my beauty,

Will be the day I find new strength,

To grow, to nurture, to live,

A life without the miserable you.

The day I lose all my beauty,

I will rejuvenate with joy,

I will surely miss this boy,

But I'll now find a man,

Who will love me as I am,

Who will take me by the hand,

Who will wipe these bitter tears,

And make me better years.

The day I lose all my beauty,

Will be the day I turn into my most beautiful me.

FOUND

FUCKITY FUCK FUCK

The curses they toil and turn,

They boil and burn,

I'm no Shakespeare,

I steal from the learned.

My profanity twists,

My tongue it slithers, 

Arse, arse, fuck,

Live till you rot.

I can't think,

Boy am I intelligent,

All that I've got,

A few words and a fuck.

They make you, 

They break you,

They shake you,

They blow.

I'm no Taylor Swift,

Oh fuck it I'ma go,

You know,

Slow.

They speak shit,

They can fuck off,

They can die to death,

They can fuck and fuck off.

Go to hell,

Fuck you people,

Go and die,

Whatever.

People can suck balls,

All men are pussies,

Fuck you people forever,

La la and la. 

I'll show you fuck,

La la la la,

I have nothing more to say,

Good night and fuck off. 

Like I'm even interested,

Whatever you negative shit,

One more time suckers,

Oh my fucking god,

Go to hell solicitors,

Go and die with the lot,

Do I need to hear shit,

I've got work and I've gone nuts,

I'm going to start to blabber,

I'm not listening to fuck,

Oh my good lord,

Can I not ask for the wrong fuck.

I could go on,

I could go on again,

I thought I said once,

One more time suckers.

I said it again,

I'm saying it again,

Thrice just did it,

Good night and just fuck off. 

FUCK