This title was inspired!! when I was told about this title, I was supposed to write it for an *th std adult. Now I come to think about it & it strikes me that this was a topic I would've loved to write about all of my life but just dint get the right nuance to pin me. Tonight I dunno which moment or what event or wot colors actually inspired me to.
As I see it, everybody's come a long way from lollipops & candies(not that they still don't fascinate me.. but the philosophical touch..lol). In the two paragraphs I wrote for the original, I did keep stressing on the different colors life put you through.
I'd oodled bout the rainbow, the emotions, the tests that life put you through but termed life as the ultimate epitome of gloriousness.
Very recently sumbody I know real close quoted “ Everyday is a good day & Every time is a good time” & upon that moment & a bit of soul searching(Beep ...Beep..Heavy words not used to using!!) I realized,it's true to the very last “S”.
the time a human opens his eyes to witness all the “RGB” to blend with the monochrome that I lovingly call Black & White, we see different combinations of the primary colors to capture beauty even the modernest of gadgets would take an eternity to capture.
The one thing those devices would never be able to do is “Feel” , nd that is the dimension that non-living things would never comprehend or enjoy.
When we talk bout feelings, what is the first thing that comes to the limelight.?! Not wot we are experiencing right now, but I'm talking bout the purity with which we looked at that fan swiveling above us not realizing that this would be sumthing that would provide oxygen & carbon dioxide at the same time.
The Rainbows remind me of one thing “VIBGYOR”..not the colors but “Vision In Big Gigs Yearn Olden Realms”...putting it simply.. the present dwells on the past & most of us cherish them.
In the original I again spawned upon the emotions ranging from when you do sumthing childishly immoral to when your folks promise to get you chocolate later that evening.
It goes through a cycle where you probably get a pencil from a friend of yours at school,claim its been”given to you forever” when questioned by ur folks, advised never to do it again...shouting back..scolded at..still shouting back..grounded...still shouting back..a warning with a cane(which your innocence perceives as “Wouldn't be”)...still shouting back..cane falling..shouting transforming within split milliseconds to tears, not crying to show you are macho...a cold look...burst into tears..not minding..howl loudly...still not minding,....howl louder (a cry the neighbors would call the 100 because of...lol).. Folks give in...the hurt puppy look...folks feel bad....the smile(cute lil innocent devil)...folks ask you “never to do it again...its wrong”...Saying “yes”...Folks turning around...Running behind them showing your sorry face...chocolate promised...deal closed.
The above was a single little situation I think I loved to play & learnt a lot too. I loved the “Love”...te “Glory”..the “Experience”..the “warmth”...the “Discovery”... Rather the “Lesson Learnt”. This woz a situation I had summarized into two lines(A sentence to be precise) in the original...lol
All the small lil perfect moments in life teach you so much, just that its a lot later that v realize.
To be contd.....
Ajay Padattil
08/12/2009
Wednesday, 9 December 2009
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
Organizing Techno..!!
Technology tends to slow the human pace
Trampling the right chin of the human face
Pleasing natures & the dark side come together
Placing priorities to solve the puzzle a task
Organizations play the employees tune some
Orifices leave the emotions mixed still others
Maybe the processes stall to think too many
Misty seems the path to take but hope floats
Diligently the heart & soul commit to completion
Dillusion would be the talk of the town
Commendable effort say the peers within
Clambering to survive blares the motto to begin with
Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009
Trampling the right chin of the human face
Pleasing natures & the dark side come together
Placing priorities to solve the puzzle a task
Organizations play the employees tune some
Orifices leave the emotions mixed still others
Maybe the processes stall to think too many
Misty seems the path to take but hope floats
Diligently the heart & soul commit to completion
Dillusion would be the talk of the town
Commendable effort say the peers within
Clambering to survive blares the motto to begin with
Ajay Padattil
02/12/2009
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
“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
Monday, 30 November 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
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
Monday, 23 November 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.
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.
Wednesday, 11 November 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
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
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
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
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
Wednesday, 4 November 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
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
Tuesday, 27 October 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
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
Friday, 16 October 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
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
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