Mya..!!

Words fall short to describe this homosapien
“Wit” would mark the begin of this saga

Take life as it comes would intermediate
Twist faith to two sides would indicate trust

Longing to achieve nirvana screams every step
Lasting spirits would still e a half crime

More lovely tropical forest to life's witnesses
Maximum utilization of the digital world

Nothing stops at just the begin for this man
Nimble hopes would take him through the journey

Enthusiasm to laugh his lungs out wouldn't deny
“No!!” & “Sshh !!” to explore this path bright.!!

Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009

This is to meeee..!!

Would I start with uh or Ahem.?!
Would I start with yes or yeah?!

Shall I portray a blast of jeopardy?!
Shall I portray a slingshot of doubtfully.?!

Difference of lasting similes I would say
Difference of lasting flames you would deny

Limitless stamps of distant dreams should shout
Limitless stamps of time dint bray too much about.!!

Lot of hopes to fulfill & can't I.?!
Lot of hopes to sacrifice & will I.!?

This could possibly be the deepest I have written
This could possibly trip or swing my way!!

Ajay Padattil
30/11/2009

Inspiration.. A myth ?!

There are many instances when a homosapien gets ideas, a trail of thoughts, reality strikes back, dream bubble, millions of ions passing an unbelievable amount of adrenaline right through his/her right cerebrum . When is it that he/she realizes it is an inspiration.?!

It, as I said, comes through at different walks of life. Probably when you have a cup of coffee, you wonder as to why can't you just create another helping hand which would save you the trouble.... Viola!! The coffee machine was the result of an inspiration.

Having & Making an inspiration, the word, are two different ends of the same coin.

One end(side) of the coin I'd like to term as an “IDEA”, “ BRAINWAVE” etc.. I've heard “etc” is just a way of portraying you know more than that but actually run outta words....lol.. nevertheless.. An idea is something that you feel outta the blue which could have no connection to what you are currently performing(action) or uttering(speaking).

The other end(side) of the coin I'd like to term as “ TIDARATION”.. Wondering what that word it?! Dat's just my idea taking shape of a tiny collection of alphabets put together randomly o form a symbol of “ Language”. This voyage I would term as an Inspiration.

“ TIDARATION” would encompass the journey from an idea to begin with, all the way to an inspiration, culminating in “ your perception”.. Still confused.??! My definition of “TIDARATION” would plainly be put as “ Take the IDea And make it an inspiRATION !”.

An idea is just the soul of the whole process, the chromosome, the atom. Inspiration is the binding force, the nervous system, the nuclear +ve & -ve. TIADRATION is the physical self, the molecule.

An idea is to you as a pair of Reebok sneakers is to a Sanyasi or Saint. An inspiration would be the path you lead. TIDARATION would reach you to the zenith of your idea becoming a reality as it is to the sanyasi attaining his GOD or Nirvana or Moksh or Deliverance as you may please.

If your idea does benefit another living or non-living entity, don't bury it under the soil waiting for it to sprout someday. Water it, feed it, nurture it...you never know, it probably would bear fruit one day changing the lives of a million souls ( I consider everything has a soul(living & non-living))!!

There are very few times a human being actually gets inspired or witnesses another soul's inspiration which actually gets you down to doing something you wanna do run away from it under the pretense of lack of time.

I'd say, chase your dreams( spelt I-D-E-A), live your dreams( spelt I-N-S-P-I-R-A-T-I-O-N), Inspire(spelt T-I-D-A-R-A-T-I-O-N) coz you never know what comes next.!!

If you are wondering what inspired me to smear this page with my ink.. I met inspiration on a bus.!

A coincidence, destiny, fate, Result of a trail of actions.. call it whatever you'd be inspired to call it.. But alighting a bus at the very last moment, an exchange of language( not this one), a gud homosapien, culminated in this early morning artifact..lol
Cheers!

Ajay Padattil
23/11/2009.

Somehow SMilar..!!

Snapping at the smallest of differences
Smilin at the snappiest of slopiness

Swiftly as I would smiliest of laundering
Sincerely as I would dare swiftness of time

Slantly I would but sincerliest of admit
Slyly I would detour the slantiest of similes

Standing up to the slyliest of similarities
Scorn the mightiest, standiest to tryst

Silliest of linearity but scorniest of inspirations
Saline to the core but the silliest survive

Salvation would tone the salinity of dreams
Silt would solve the salviest of mysteries

Skipping right to the siltest of reality
Smiling would skip the truth of fatality..!

Ajay Padattil
11/11/09

The Blue Liqueur..!!

And the story goes as comprehensible as it can get. This could be probably the only time I can actually understand my own handwriting. No weird ideas, fantasies, situations my human brain can think of today. Probably just the amount i.e. the right amount of everything that inspired my pen to take these notes down.

Today actually felt like the first day at work. Probably Monday blues ( I wouldn't restrict it to the morning). One of those days you actually work a wee too bit towards the end & buy yourself a drink which you totally deserve..but just the right amount ..hehe

I was walking down the memory lane a s soon as I left my empty glass of spirit staring at the cubes of ice & the lemon that adorned the evening.

The wind was just so damn pretty sweet tonite, one of those situations when you actually think Mr./Ms Supernatural force actually asked you what you want & gave it to you.

People say good times are meant to end..but through my eyes, they just leave you with spine tingling memories that you would give up anything in the world for.

This whole write-up is getting too damn philosophical ( as one of my compadres would say..lol). And there are times I can go on writing about the absolutely crappiest topics knowing not where to slam my brakes.

This was one of those days that a human being would love to be in everyday of its life. And as usual I end up writing everything but the thing I intended to.

Started off with a hello to Mr/Ms Supernatural followed by real nostalgic memories of the batter & coconut at home. This did definitely end up with a prank leavin the victim with mixed up feelings first thing in the with open eyes though the sight of the restroom would've been much more soothing..lol

A day of virtual escapades where I grimly tried to inspire a potential nobel prize Laurette to screwin around with karate chops & a feather massage.. Marching up and down with a bearded hero...to disturbing a busy lady. Listening to what Merlin had to divulge..to staring at my empty lemon. Meeting an age old buddy...to walking right back home wid the wind caressing my un-haired head... I guess today was eventful to put it real sober.

I was actually trotting around the office with my shirt buttoned up for one whole day not realising how time slipped right through. Wet myself in the rain, not regretting one bit. Looked at the weather outside...pulling on that stupid stick of mine, paper to say the least. Every moment today just felt like I' d traveled back in time...not too many light years though..lol

And as always, I actually have the TV on, a writing pad...a pen..wondering what an “Audit trail” is..thinking of my next stick..not worried bout how tomorrow sounds..thinking of writin a song but born lazy..loving every sound of that cracker, the visuals of which weren't visible, the shack, the Tiger.

But I'd definitely bow down to the Orange, Peche / Peach & the Curacao blue..!!

Ajay Padattil
10/11/2009

Bidding Adieu.!!

Lastly but not ghastly I'd summarize
Little Joys wouldnt too draftize

Laughin dreams wouldnt now dramatize
Label now & I wouldnt be surprised

Listless buckets of dreams & still to galvanize
Limitless words & frozen to this might

Loveless janitory & stiffness wouldnt shine
Lambda is just another sign of virosity

Lord O Lord forgive me for this sight
Lint & lent, the difference I'd come by

Leaving times goin by would be a misery
Longing signs & by times would be a cacophony

Random words put together from a dictionary
Sounds Insane & I would sign a symphony..!!

Ajay Padattil
04/11/2009

Judgmental..!!

Now thats a word iv been toying around since this evening. I dont even know wot this word means,probably the first thing I'm writin with this pen of mine when I pray my soulmates reached home jus fine & he aint sleepin on a “paya” made of pure straw. Now the straw is drawn from pure “pullu” tied together to form a smooth & shallow bedspread, which satin would be too shy to talk bout.

Deviating and coming back to the topic I talked about,getting judgmental isnt a sin,but it kinda affects a human being in a way that it isnt supposed to. It sumhow evokes the conscious self, buried deep within the human & prompts him/her to act as the situation demands.

Listening to the tunes of life would still breathe too much of sarcasm yea..?! When a living being realizes you're being watched, he/she kinda acts accordingly breaching the true essence of individuality. The human is too shy to explore the kid in oneself. By kid, I mean the child,the youth, the freedom,the innocence. If one does feel this within him/her , I guess the world would be a much happier place to stay in.

Let music be a part of it. Let hopes be the soul of it. Let rhythm be the grammatical error (after all who wouldnt love a dance.?!). Let go & let live. Too many 'I's' in the whole leaflet yea.?!

I actually asked a friend of mine to reiterate this word “Judgmental” to me in the evening as I was watchin a movie for the second time. I have absolutely no idea why I'd asked him to remind me of that but one scene stuck to my head & there was only one thing I could think of, and you are reading the ill effects of my memory...hehheh!

Trivial sounds this word,sickening as people say. But the question is how many of us try to stay neutral but get judgmental at one point in life.? Judging a person keeping his/her good qualities as a benchmark seems fruitful,questioning his/her weaknesses & trampling the very essence of existence aint an honour. Look at the strengths of another human being. Absorb or at least trying wouldnt cost your sould. But harping on the weaknesses & tapping it to your advantage (Some people call it POLITICS) wouldn't serve the purpose of life called satisfaction. Short lived triumphs would be a guest in your closet but your wardrobe wouldt consist of only monochromes.

“You did this coz you are built this way” would sound a bugle or ring a bell just coz the person in question doesn't feel the same. A person probably would lay down his/her sword someday & say its enough only when he/she wouldn't breach the code of liveliness & surrender to pessimism.

Laughter is a challenge,but aint it satisfactory to an extent where “laugh” & “there” collide.?!Learn to laugh at yourself & try to narrow the gap between “You“ & “I”. A publicity stunt.?! Probably!! heheheheh...(It was easier to type that online) , but realize that it aint too difficult to smile.!

Totally deviated from judgmental. But id like to say jus one small lil insignificant piece of literature that would make zilch sense to the normal human medulla oblongatta.

“Try looking within yourself. Laugh at yourself & how many times would you think about laughin at others.?!”
Ajay Padattil
22/10/2009

Lastin Beliefs...!!

Swift as the drift may seem now
Liftin blisters wouldnt sound too sweet

Saffron is the realm of ravity & I'd Fulfill
Lasting breezes of time I wouldnt foresee

Stiffen the Realization of swamp I'd say
Laughin things away sounds an epitome

Synergy doesnt make too much sense & stole
Pronounciations wouldnt hold too much label

Symptoms of slackness I would foresee
Lisp would be a thing and default

Silk would be a material to distant with
Long gone was the brazen hopes of silk & staff

Sin wouldnt be too damn irrepressible
Linguistic defers wouldnt trap too many

Sassy wouldnt prove too Chic
Life is me & I aint too proliferate

Ajay Padattil
14/10/2009

How Many tunes..!?

Somethings in life you cant deny
Bristle sweeps of this time

Sacrifice in all with this start
Beautiful as it may fly...

Sanctity wouldnt be much sly
Bad too much grey & Id fly

Smitten by the glands of this dream & must I
Banished from this stream & you'd cry

Scalped & Jiffyed but time goes by
Blistered swiftly but cant feel dry

Sincerity cant laugh but deny
Bathing forests will but sigh

Silt & Sand would feel & I
Blurry feelings should but why.?!

Swell was this feeling & i'm high
Blow this world & Stiffeth but bright..!!

Ajay Padattil
13/10/2009

Very Savvy.!!

Life is on the sphinx of sodomachity
Land could probably be a heat of the moment

Safety is the smartest of the lot
Security is the leaf of this palette now

Love could be one heavy beautiful dream
Listen carefully to these festivals of welcoming

Sincerity sounds too mellow a theme to decipher
Snarling at these realities would mix a cocktail

Lost in the sweet essence of trifle orange
Leave the mango, tropicality wouldnt suffice

Smoke chokes the very beefing existence
Stark beliefs would definitely pave the truth

Listing things that we've not succeeded at
Lasting feelings wouldnt positivise earth.?!

Ajay Padattil
03/10/2009