Ullam Ketkume
I just spent the most wonderful 1.5 hours of the day...1.5 hours that can be split into 5400 seconds and if you further split those seconds into micro seconds you will find hidden in every micro second a smile, loud laughter, 'miss you's and 'love you's and silence that spoke volumes...volumes that can only be understood by friends.
One of my most wonderful treasures from a deserted barren land is this group - Pilani Tamizh Mandram. A smithy were many relationships were forged...relationships that will last a lifetime. (touchwood)
Lights! Camera! Action!
We were the 'All Guys' gang as Ugen puts it -- Kumaran(the idealist), Rathish(the thinker), Sundar(the director), Ugen(the manager), Bharath(the artman) and Me(the sentimentalist).
On campus apart from the one month we spent together putting up a wonderful show every semester, we rarely did hang out together. We each had our own 'private' gangs and though we did meet up often during birthdays and other social occasions, it was that ONE MONTH that made all the difference.
I can't think of any other group of men with whom i am as comfortable as i am with them. A sentiment echoed by Kums and Ug -- "I don't think i can ever be as happy as when i am with you all". No one can really say when it happened or how it all started. But it did and boy! am i glad it did. The 6 of us are completely different; in fact for all my tears and cries and tantrums, any other set of people would have walked off long ago.
When i got off the conference call with Ug, Kums, SSS, i felt so light headed and so elated that i immediately set to write this post. But half way down after i re-read all that i have written, i realise i can't do it. Nothing i can ever say will do justice to the camaraderie we share.
How can words tell you how my eyes light up when Ug walks up the steps of my home to pick me up? Is there a language to describe the peace that i have after i read a mail from Rathish when i am confused? Will anyone ever understand how much i admire Kums or how special i feel when he asks me to take care all the while keeping his emotions in check? Or how common it is to find me holding my tummy and laughing whenever SSS is around? And how wonderful it is to disappear inside Burry's bearhugs when depressed?
I don't think so. Hence i won't try. These moments are for me...for us to frame and hang along every corridors of the mind.
Thank you guys...for all that you are and for all that you aren't and for teaching me the difference. Love you all. Period.
To quote from Kirukalgal :
Nam
Ninaivil
Naan.
Song playing : Oru Maalai by Karthik from Ghajini :)
One of my most wonderful treasures from a deserted barren land is this group - Pilani Tamizh Mandram. A smithy were many relationships were forged...relationships that will last a lifetime. (touchwood)
Lights! Camera! Action!
We were the 'All Guys' gang as Ugen puts it -- Kumaran(the idealist), Rathish(the thinker), Sundar(the director), Ugen(the manager), Bharath(the artman) and Me(the sentimentalist).
On campus apart from the one month we spent together putting up a wonderful show every semester, we rarely did hang out together. We each had our own 'private' gangs and though we did meet up often during birthdays and other social occasions, it was that ONE MONTH that made all the difference.
I can't think of any other group of men with whom i am as comfortable as i am with them. A sentiment echoed by Kums and Ug -- "I don't think i can ever be as happy as when i am with you all". No one can really say when it happened or how it all started. But it did and boy! am i glad it did. The 6 of us are completely different; in fact for all my tears and cries and tantrums, any other set of people would have walked off long ago.
When i got off the conference call with Ug, Kums, SSS, i felt so light headed and so elated that i immediately set to write this post. But half way down after i re-read all that i have written, i realise i can't do it. Nothing i can ever say will do justice to the camaraderie we share.
How can words tell you how my eyes light up when Ug walks up the steps of my home to pick me up? Is there a language to describe the peace that i have after i read a mail from Rathish when i am confused? Will anyone ever understand how much i admire Kums or how special i feel when he asks me to take care all the while keeping his emotions in check? Or how common it is to find me holding my tummy and laughing whenever SSS is around? And how wonderful it is to disappear inside Burry's bearhugs when depressed?
I don't think so. Hence i won't try. These moments are for me...for us to frame and hang along every corridors of the mind.
Thank you guys...for all that you are and for all that you aren't and for teaching me the difference. Love you all. Period.
To quote from Kirukalgal :
Nam
Ninaivil
Naan.
Song playing : Oru Maalai by Karthik from Ghajini :)
posted by Kumari at 11:45 PM
6 Comments:
Have been a regular visitor to the little girl's blog (i hope that says it all ).Have been glued to the song "oru maalai" ever since i saw it here. Thanks for the recommendation.
Not sure if you know me.
-arvind(kaath)
@Kaathu: Thank you so much :) Yes it does convey a lot. Of course i know you...tho we didn't interact in college, didn't we talk at Triple's sister's wedding???
sounds like the perfect theatre gang, kudos to ur comaradeship
nice song.
I've met Rathish the thinker. The sentimentalist is next on the list. Should I learn Tamizh?
@Swathi: Yes it is a gr8 group:)
@Pagalak: :)
@Jax: Naah, you don't have to. But don't expect sentimentalist to do an item number :p
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