mOrNiNg bAbY

Kanuvu endru nenaithen, Killi parthen

Piragu therinthathu athu kanuvilum nee irukum sugam endru

Kalai veyil azhagai melinthu melinthu vanthathum

enakul ozhinthu iruntha antha yekkam vanthathu

Azhagai ne darisanam kuduthai , oru parvayal

yen santhoshtharku adutha inbathai thanthai

Ithanai naal kaduvulin anbai pin thodarnthen

anaal avar anbai un idam sezhuthi ulagum engum parava soli vitar

Azhagiya rakshasiye, kadavilin anbil oru thuzhi enaku tha

Athil un anbai serthuvidu, athu pothum intha jenmarthin destiny adainthuviduven

Kaalai vazhthukal, yenai par , yen kangalai par.... yen prarthanaigal unai sutri varum...

When I grew up all I knew was people. People a collective word indeed. All around me people , my childhood surrounded by endless number of aunts uncles and grandparents and siblings, then the college with 1000 people around me every moment. My workplace gave me the beauty of working with so many people unscathed by cabins and caves, but still i survived and went around the place with a glee in my face. When I reached UK I met people again , people who were not from my country and impostors then I did not feel insecure and strange.

Then I met yu, an storm , a hurricane , a tornado, a cyclone, a Tsunami, an Earthquake, the disaster which world wud shudder.... every bit of these hit me . I felt a loner creep inside me, i never realised how much of lonelier I became the 10 hours of yur sleep. I never want anything in this world than pray god for the 10 hours to go as quickly as it can. These 10 hours made all the people I knew wearing caps and silhouette . For when I see the dawn and you I realise the potential and the speed of my heartbeat. My doctor said its bad for the heartbeat to go anywhere beyond 80, but what the crap, its 1000 already. The morning so beautiful yet missing yur loveliest smile which can shudder my headache to pieces.

All the life I have been with people and 10 hours I try to rest in piece but in vain and i go insane. Please beloved lord , Beg yu to give the people a name, let all the people who cross the roads with me be named as my baby, let them be my baby.

Very good morning sweetie, days and nights I spend praying for my little girl to grow up, but she did grow up hard enuf for me to realise how big she is , yet so little at heart.