Travelling Southwards!

Today may not be a blue moon but in my blogging calender it surely is one. Here is another (not so successful) attempt on pushing out my disturbing yet exciting thoughts which most of the time refuses to come out.

This reminds me of all those enviable love stories which the legendary Tamil film director K.Balachander presented us with in his days of glory be it be a 'Punnagai Mannan' or a 'Thiraikal Ezhuthiya Kavitha(Ek Duje ke Liye)'.How often has he made me into a hypnotized spectator travelling along with the minds and thoughts of the protagonist and his partner in love, wishing them good luck in their desperate search in 'finding neverland'. Leaving alone the romanticism in the notes i often wondered about the possibility of such relations where the worry quotient is not alone a single factor like the usual stubborn parents who sketch out paths for their children to track down all the way or the even more common third party villain with all kinds of inhuman (very much human actually) tactics in his search for worldly pleasures. He portrayed a series of differences and threw in arguments of all kinds in utmost genuinely for the parents to battle down the case. Boundaries would be created in the name of state, walls erected on cultural grounds and even the way in which the tongue twisted when one announces their arrival on planet earth would be counted. If these were reasons not good enough then comes the deadliest of all bombs. And the worst part of it is that this would be in the name of the one, who will be the first to raise his hand if seeked for a consensus. Scholars still refer him 'The Truth".

Strange are the ways of God. Taste for the Mozart's rhythm, the chat engine and a secure membership in the social middle class was all that they had in common. Or was it so? Maybe the lord was looking for something different to keep himself amused. After all two like patterns might have prompted him in thinking why two in the first place.

She came from the head and he is from the tail. She spoke the dialect of the majority and he expressed in the distinct minorities tongue. If Rama's successful lankan campaign was the reason for her to burst the fire crackers he did it to celebrate the fall of the mighty 'Mahishasura'. She bows in divine worship with the one he finds his alarming appetite ringing. Even nature had ways to distinguish them. He was a proof of the existence of the Sun God and she represents the belle of the Himalayas.

Truth is still stranger than fiction (Read Truth Sucks!) and truth of the matter is that not often we get to eat a promptly ripe mango. Platforms were laid over periods and chains are not meant to be broken. A tiring wait in the long queue may get them a ticket to heaven but the journey is still on. As the strategy of the gentleman's game goes, take it session by session. Jumping the final hurdle may still find the finishing line still a mile. Hey speeding breeze, pass through the backwaters, for you are the one who is to help my friends be fresh as ever.