Monday, November 28, 2005
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Friday, November 11, 2005
Happy Birthday Vishnu
Genie talk : Vishnu, going into 3 today. She is our friend Anandan's daughter. One of the most bubbliest kids we have ever met. You should have seen her fighting a big crowd to get her hands on somebody else's birthday cake before that somebody himself had a chance. And what do you expect, SHE WON. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
I do not love you...
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Genie talk: Poem by Pablo Neruda. Saththiyama ithu padikkarathukku munna varaikkum naan englishla feel aanathillingo :)
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Genie talk: Poem by Pablo Neruda. Saththiyama ithu padikkarathukku munna varaikkum naan englishla feel aanathillingo :)
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Monday, November 07, 2005
Saturday, November 05, 2005
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
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