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Author: அஜீத் சுப்பிரமணியன்

  • Somewhere Ramblings of a Nomadic Soul

    Ajith Subramanian

     

    What do you desire my soul?
    Happiness? And leave my heart with a hole?
    What is right and what is wrong?
    Happiness personified I am writing this song

    Torn apart as you can see,
    Tell me, how do you define me?
    I am sane is what I think,
    A lifetime just disappears in a wink!

    Oh let me think about time a bit,
    Quantum mechanics and the likes of it,
    What is time? What is space?
    Seems like I run on this recursive race!

    What is truth and what is real?
    Answering that makes my whole world whirl!
    This moment and this second,
    Don’t wanna lose it, I reckon

    Tell me universe or tell me god,
    Am I insane, am I a retard?
    The puzzle of life I try to solve,
    I melt in reality and I just dissolve!

    Happiness and living this moment,
    Is real and that I can see!
    To judge or not to judge,
    Truth and Morality it kills me!

    Who put the rules? And why is it there?
    To live life to the fullest, it’s just fair!
    One life and I know I am the hero,
    Puff! I disappear and I got to start at ground zero!

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  • Manadhil Urudhi Vendum

    AJITH SUBRAMANIAN

     

    The Original :images (4)

    Manathil uruthi vendum
    Vaakkinile inimai vendum
    Ninaivu nalladhu vendum
    Nerunggina porul kai pada vendum

    Kanavu mei pada vendum
    Kai vasamaavadhu viraivil vendum
    Dhanamum inbamum vendum
    Tharaniyile perumai vendum

    Kan thirandhida vendum
    Kaariyathil uruthi vendum
    Pen viduthalai vendum
    Periya kadavul kaakka vendum

    Mann payanura vendum
    Vaanagam inggu thenpada vendum
    Unmai nindrida vendum

     

    The Translation :

    A self that remains unflinching with every heart beat,bhara
    A self that can convey the most hurting words soft and sweet,
    A self that can always cherish the noble thought,
    And let the things within my reach always be sought!

    Let each of my dream come true, till the last!
    Let the objects that I hold in my thoughts reach me fast!
    Give me wealth, but also give me infinite happiness on the inside!
    Let the world flourish with abundant pride!

    Oh please open my eyes to understand this world and people too!
    Let there be steadfastness in whatever I do!
    Let there be full liberation of women,
    And let it be that you should always bless us from the heaven!

    Let the land be bountiful,
    And let the sky reflecting the self, be forever beautiful!
    Give me a self that remains calm and clear, no matter what situation I am in!
    Give me a self that remains true to itself, and let truth alone always win!!

     

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  • An Empty Canvas

    Ajith
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    An Empty Canvas
    Life is like a painting,
    With lots of colors and hues.
    The bits and pieces that float aloof,
    The brush of time to stitch things loose.

    Like the strokes from the painters brush,
    Nothing makes much sense now
    But when we step back and look at the finished painting,
    We cant stop wondering how.

    The shades of colors, the variety of moods
    The sad days and the pastel greys and blues,
    Each stroke from the painters brush,
    Reminds me that life is what I choose.

    An empty mind and an empty canvas,
    are one in the way I see
    Like the painters brush doing the magic,
    I will color my life the way I want it to be!

    He starts musing every now and then,
    to check the painting against his painted mind.
    He chuckles looking at the painting, unfinished
    For only he knows the beauty that’s hidden behind.

    —
    Ajith

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