கண்ணதாசன் அனுபவ மொழிகள்

அனுதாபத்தோடு பார்க்கும் கண்களுக்குக்

குற்றவாளியும் நிரபராதியே.

ஆத்திரத்தோடு பார்க்கும் கண்களுக்கு

நிரபராதியும் குற்றவாளியே.

Love Curtain

How it feels to wake up and feel loved when seeing something nice before us! I’m so tired and slept, and my place is near a window in the next room of my dad and mom’s. It was thundering outside when I went to sleep. Dad said she is a brave girl and has no fear of sleeping in a separate room near the window thundering outside. Mom said she would have fear but just not letting us know it. Why did they say like this is because I’m afraid of sleeping near a window that too a window having its trees near by. It’s awful to see tree’s shadow dancing inside the less lighted (by street lights) room. But now I have grown up and have conquered bravery, trust me...

When I suddenly woke up by chance, I saw they’ve gone to sleep and noticed that my window has fully covered with its curtain though its doors are fully closed. They have made sure the windows are closed and covered it with the curtain so as to keep me safe from thunders. The curtain they have covered the window to protect me from thunders are not just curtains but their love instead. I have seen that floral transparent orange coloured curtain many times and it was more beautiful today as it carries my parent’s love for me. I just lie on my bed quietly watching the curtain with deep feelings of being loved and went asleep...

Experiencing A Journey

One quiet sunny morning, I was out of mind and packed my things. Yes, it was another day of travelling. I’m weird in a matter that I hate to depart a place and start to somewhere. I’m very sick of that. I don’t like starting to anywhere and that day was again a reluctant one for me. But one thing was ok that I’m travelling to my home.

I took my bag. Ooooo I hate carrying a bag to anywhere. And I haven’t brought my scroll bag because it would be too big for my journey and this bag was too heavy for me. But that’s ok; many wouldn’t have an opportunity to see one. I went on to the railway station to get my train by early noon. As going to the place, my eyes and ears where wandering all over in hearing and seeing wherrrrre isssss my platformmmmm... By then I saw many people in a rush to somewhere. I usually have a tendency to observe people and so I did that day. Some for work, some with tension, some free, some almost running, everyone had their own commitment and I had mine too... “Stop observing and go soon or else you would miss your train”, my mind said...

I finally went on to the platform that is assured of my train and waited there. That platform was orphaned and no coach positions were mentioned. As I’m unsure of the place I’m standing, I decided to ask about whether I’m standing at the right place and went near a family and asked whether this is the right place I’m standing by. That family consists of a father, a mother and a little girl. They said, “yes we think so and stand with us, if not the coach would be a few place from here and we shall catch it”... I smiled and said thank you.

Then finally the train arrived and it was almost seven coaches away... Oh my God I’ve to run... That aunty asked me to run so as to catch the coach because it would leave within minutes. What do to, I ran with the bag in my hand and when I was a coach away, I noticed near by coach had empty entrance and my coach was fully occupied by people who wait to get in. So I decided not to disturb the line and got up on the previous coach. When I was crossing the coach inside, the family I have inquired was searching me and the father went near the entrance to see me... I was coming behind and the aunty saw me and told him that she is here safe... The father smiled at me and I smiled him back. Oh my God, Angels are so good to meet... I felt overwhelmed by such a care from a stranger. I felt myself as a princess. I was very very happy... How would it feel like to see someone care for us in the crowd of unknown faces! Everyday we have trials and responsibilities and something more that takes life out of our lives. But feeling this was something beyond, like a fairy tale. It was beautiful to experience.

Then I got seated near the window, oops I love window seat, where I saw a young girl of my age wearing a yellow chudidhar sitting a place far off me in the same seat and the middle seat was empty. I saw an old man with white short beard wearing a blue T-shirt with headsets down his shoulders reading a paper. The place near him was empty and the other end was filled with another old man.

Then at a station that I failed to notice its name, some guys came up with laughs and chatter and searched for their place. Only two were going to travel and one place was between the two men. They showed up excitements in their face when they encountered that they had their next place between we two girls. They also said one guy not to take that place and asked the other guy to take that place with chuckles. I quietly heard what is going on and was thinking what to do. The girl was noticing all that’s happening. Suddenly she broke out and asked the old man who is sitting in the corner seat to take the place of the guy telling him that as they were guys they would feel uncomfortable sitting in between girls. The old man agreed and she shifted near me and asked the old man to sit in the end. Suddenly the laughs and cheer of guys were stopped. What a situation is this, I thoroughly enjoyed the girl’s intelligence. I noticed the guy’s reaction and it was out of explanation.

It was a journey full of nice experience. I observed a man conversing about the stuffs with an old lady and she looked like the mom of Shahrukhan in hindi films (Kuch Kuch Hota Hai). I’m not very sure of it but almost like that. She was wearing a pink cotton punjabi model salwar and I was happy looking at her face. Her face was very smiling and pleasing. She was wearing a spectacle and once smiled at me too. Though I smiled her back, it is hard to take the eye out because it was such a pleasing face.

Then it was time for me to get down at my station and I did and noticed her almost running before me. She was so fast and soon disappeared in the crowd. Then I slowly went on my way seeing and thinking people’s interests and commitments and felt whether anyone will stop to experience a happiness in their journey.

GOD Is Good All The Time

God is good all the time... Tasting Him is a delight to our soul... Whatever happens He will never be out of reach... God is great who is ever living and ever loving...

God is good all the time

He put a song of praise in this heart of mine

God is good all the time

Through the darkest night, His light will shine

God is good, God is good all the time

If you're walking through the valley

And there are shadows all around

Do not fear, He will guide you

He will keep you safe and sound

'Cause He's promised to never leave you

Nor forsake you and His Word is true

We were sinners - so unworthy

Still for us He chose to die

Filled us with His Holy Spirit

Now we can stand and testify

That His love is everlasting

And His mercies - they will never end

பஞ்சவர்ணத்தின் பட்டுப்புடவை

என்னைய கேட்டா பஞ்சவர்ணம்தான்

எங்க ஊர்லயே அழகான பொண்ணு

அவ உதடு ரோஜாவர்ணம்

தோளு மஞ்சவர்ணம்

முடி கருப்புவர்ணம்

பல்லு வெள்ளவர்ணம்

காதுமடல் சிவப்புவர்ணம்

பாத்துப்பாத்துதான் பஞ்சவர்ணத்துக்கு

பேரு வச்சாங்களோன்னு நினைப்பேன்

ஒத்தக்கையில் குச்சிமிட்டாய வச்சிக்கிட்டு

இன்னொரு கையில பஞ்சவர்ணத்தோட

கையப்புடிச்சிக்கிட்டு நடக்குறதுன்னா

அடியாத்தி... ஒரேசந்தோசந்தா

ஒருநாள் பஞ்சவர்ணத்துக்கு

கல்யாணம்னு சொன்னாங்க

அன்னைக்கு பாக்கணுமே பஞ்சவர்ணத்த

என்னா அழகு பட்டுப்புடவையில...

நாந்தான் தோழிப்பொண்ணு மாதிரி

அவகூடவே இருந்தேன்

அடுத்தமுற ஊருக்கு போனப்ப

பஞ்சவர்ணம் வெள்ளப்புடவ கட்டிகிட்டு

மூளியா இருந்துச்சு நல்லால்ல

ஏன்னு கேட்டேன்

"அவுக பண்ணாடி சாமிகிட்ட

பொயிடாக"ன்னு அழுதுச்சு

அவுக பண்ணாடி சாமிகிட்ட

பட்டுப்புடவ எடுத்துகிட்டா போகணும்

எனக்குந்தா அழுகாச்சி வந்துச்சு

அந்த சாமிய நீங்க பாத்தா

பஞ்சவர்ணத்தோட பட்டுபுடவய

வாங்கித்தாங்களேன்

அவள் விகடனில் நான் ரசித்த கவிதை. ரொம்ப அழகான வெளிப்பாடு, கணவன் இறந்தா மனைவி ஏன் வெள்ளப் புடவை தான் கட்டிக்கனும்னு ஒரு கேள்விய வித்யாசமா கேற்றுக்காங்க... இந்த சமுதாயதுல கணவனை இழந்தவங்களுக்கு வரவேற்பு எப்படி இருக்கும்னு நமக்கே தெரியும். அதுல பெண்களும் சேந்து தொல்லை கொடுக்குறாங்க, கணவனை இழந்துட்டா ஆனா பாரு கலர் புடவை என்ன பொட்டு என்ன பூ என்ன அப்படீனு ஒரு கூட்டமே அலையும். கல்யாணத்துக்கு முன்னாடியும் அந்த பொண்ணு அதெல்லாம் வசிருந்தவ தானே. பரவால இப்பலாம் சமுதாயம் மாறீருக்கு, ஆனா அந்த சுதந்திரம் கூட சும்மா வந்துடல, நம்ம பாட்டி கொல்லு பாட்டி எல்லாம் ரொம்ப கஷ்டப்படிருக்காங்க, பல அவமானத்த சுமந்து, கஷ்ட்டபட்டு தான் இன்னைக்கு நாம ஓரளவுக்காவது சுதந்திரமா அநியாயமான நம்பிக்கைக்குள்ள வேகாம இருக்கிறோம்.

நிழலைப் போல தொடரும் என்னை

நெருங்கும் போது அகப்படாமல்

பறந்து போகிறாய்

நிழலைப் போல தொடரும் என்னை

மறந்து போகிறாய்

மீரா படத்தில் ஓ பட்டர்ஃபலை பாட்டுல எனக்கு ரொம்ப பிடித்த வரி இது.

Pussy Cat

Last weekend I went to Chennai. Down the flats there is a store and this weekend I saw a new kid pussycat, whole pinkish white with black and white stripes in the tail. It looks so cute and adorable. Its voice is so fragile and sounds so sweet. At the time I am dipping at its beauty, I saw a girl playing with it with much affection. The girl and his brother came from a car with his father in the driver seat. They came to the store to buy some snacks and the girl asked her brother to buy and was playing with the pussy.

There was a long rope tied to a cycle carrier and the girl shakes the rope along the sides of the pussy and the pussy longs to catch the rope. It was cute seeing and then she lightly came near it and soothed the pussy’s spine. The pussy came very friendly and lied down. Then she suddenly held the pussy’s back neck’s skin and raised it to her holding the pussy’s back in the other arm. She said her father that it’s a girl pussy. She was all along cuddling it like a baby in her hand.

Then I saw a boy who is standing before me who came to buy something, looking at the girl instead of pussy.

அங்க நான் ஒன்னு கத்துகிட்டேன்.

பொண்ணுங்களுக்கு பூனை குட்டி அழகா தெரியும்

பசங்களுக்கு பொண்ணுங்க பூனை குட்டி மாதிரி தெரிவாங்க...

Then next day, when I was standing down, there comes a servant maid. She dragged the pussy in her one arm from near the car front tyre, where the pussy is resting for shade. She turned the pussy up side down and as soon as she saw that it was a girl pussy, she dropped it from her height down the ground. Then the pussy went under the car.