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Feel in love with the song and beats and the meaning is quite different.  Enjoy this famous Malayalam Song.

Malayalam:

Entammede jimikki kammal –

Entappan kattondu poye

Entappante brandy kuppi

Entamma kudichu theerthe

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English:

My mother’s Jimikki Kammal(a type of earring)

Was stolen by my father

Was emptied by my mother

My father’s Brandy bottle

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Malayalam:

Ividoru chakarayum

Velakaleem othu vannapol

Chilarude thorthu keeri Poya karyam orthupokave

Alakale kattine nee Kaathu kuthan paadu pedenda

Sadhachara senapathi veera

Vadukaamaloluka

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English:

Here, when a shoal of fish and

Game came together

Thinking about the time when somebody’s towel got torn off

Shores, don’t stress yourself to pierce the ear of the wind

Moral brave commander

And obsessive lover

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Malayalam:

Chemmeen chadiyal muttolam

Pinnem chadiyal chattiyolam

Chumma oothaan nokkathe

Thayyam kalikkan nikkathe

Vattam chuttichorellam

Vatta poojyam polaaye

Vettam kaanaan kothiyaaye

Vettathirangan madiyaaye

Kalivesham poyeda

Ini vesham mareda

Malayaattoor palliyil oru Kurishum koda neram

Malapole vannathu

Elipole paanjeda

Channam pinnam chellam Mazha podikkunnu podiyoothakale.

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English:

Prawns jump till the knee

If it jumps again then it’s in the pot

Don’t try to intimidate me

Don’t waste time playing thayyam (it’s an artform like kathakali)

Those who gave me trouble

Became less important

Longing to see light

Too lazy to go out in the light

Tiredness from the game all gone

Now change your dress

Let’s offer a cross to “malayattoor” church

Something that came like the mountain

Went like a rat

Rain pouring down hard nearby.

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I love the  way  they choreographed.

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Have you ever felt that songs from different stories shouldn’t mingle! But why, it’s just music, it might be from different stories but at the end of the day they are just music. A sound from the soul and when they are sung they become more soulful. My affection is something which I can’t explain. It’s like two different songs from two different stories trying to mingle.

I keep on asking one question to myself, “Why, Why is he so good?”  I am seeing beyond faces, listening beyond words with increasing heart beats yet I was told to face the reality.

Like any other coward person I refused to face the situation and looked at KRISHNA for advice.

I asked him why is he doing this.  Am I just a toy for him to bring people in and take them away? I asked him questions, a lot of them. He just stood there and smiled. Why Krishna, Why are you so stone like? I am pissed with you, KRISHNA …

Hold on…

Are you telling me to be calm? Calm like the sea waves or like the wind, which are always there but can’t see their movements. Clever Krishna!!

Then make me sea waves or make me the wind. Invisibility is the answer I guess. Here I go.

“Invisibility mode on.”

They can’t see me. It’s true, but have they noticed that I am not around?

Oh Madhava! What’s this? Why he is not missing me? Take me with you! Take me to the ultimate peace.

What, you won’t take me with you as well? Then where will I go? How can I sing a song from different story? I am coward. I will not face it alone. Please take me.

Ohh!!! What are that shock and that bright light? I see people with musk on. They look all busy trying to do something but I want to close my eyes. My life is fucked up! Another failed attempt I guess.

Enough I should get up now. It’s time to sing my song . Why can’t I move? Come on.. Hello, there people with musk on help me. I am unable to move!!

Ohh.. Wait, what are you doing all those things! I am alive. I am here. Why are you not looking at me? Why can’t I move? Let me go. It’s paining now. Why can’t you hear me?

Oh KRISHNA!

Am I really………………….

Love….

Whenever I have asked someone to describe what love is, everybody gave very beautiful descriptions! They said , “love is pure”, “ love is divine”!

I showed them this painting of mine and asked what did they see?  They said a boy and a girl in love! I replied them they are lovers.

I have not labeled them.  It really doesn’t matter if they are male, female or transgender. They are in love and they look very peaceful. I am not boosting just because it is my painting. Can you tell me, “will the definition of love be different if it is between two guys or two girls!”

The way you love  your partner they also love the same way! Then why is this discrimination! You fight for your love, You run away with your partner if your family doesn’t support! So, you know the values of love. Then why do you hate! Where they would ran away if you don’t support love! You are everywhere and you have to stand by them for their love!!

Painting 1

Another beautiful song from the movie ” Jaatishwar“.

E tumi kemon tumi chokher taray ayna dhoro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro

E tumi kemon tumi chokher taray ayna dhoro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro

Janmer ageo janmo poreo janmo tumi emon
Shurero gobhir shure podabolir dhoron jemon

Janmer ageo janmo poreo janmo tumi emon
Shurero gobhir shure podabolir dhoron jemon

Kotha noy nirobotay sojolotar akhor voro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro

E tumi kemon tumi chokher taray ayna dhoro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro

Dkhechi ageo ami jokhon tumi poddaboti
Kobekar punthir sholok tomar motoi ashrumoti

Esechi ageo ami jokhon tumi poddaboti
Kobekar punthir sholok tomar motoi ashrumoti

Ashrur ekti fotay jonmo amar amar moron
Nirobe Jatishwarer golpo bola tomar dhoron

Ashrur ekti fotay jonmo amar amar moron
Nirobe Jatishwarer golpo bola tomar dhoron

Jhorecho brishti hoye ageo tumi abar jhoro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro
E tumi kemon tumi chokher taray ayna dhoro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro

E tumi kemon tumi chokher taray ayna dhoro
E kemon kanna tumi amay jokhon ador koro

 

 

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English Translation:

 

This you, how is this you, bearing mirror in your iris
How are these tears, when you love me

This you, how is this you, bearing mirror in your iris
How are these tears, when you love me

( Yes, this is you. When I look at you I can see myself in your eyes! When you love me tears come out, how is that?)

 

Even before and after this birth, you are that life
like the deepest melodies of ancient poems

Even before and after this birth, you are that life
like the deepest melodies of ancient poems

( Ancient poems have deepest meaning and sometimes it seems like they are  infinite. You are like an ancient poem. You are from previous birth and you will be in the next birth)
Not with words, but with silence, drips your language
How are these tears, when you love me…

(Even with the silence you can a lot of thing.When you love me tears come out, how is that?)

This you, how is this you, bearing mirror in your iris
How are these tears, when you love me…

( Yes, this is you. When I look at you I can see myself in your eyes! When you love me tears come out, how is that?)

I have seen earlier too, when you were Paddavati,
And long forgotten scripts are tearful, just like you

I have come earlier too, when you were Paddavati,
And long forgotten scripts are tearful, just like you

 

In a drop of tear lie my birth and my death
In your way silently telling the story of the reincarnation

You have rained down earlier, rain down once again
How are these tears when you love me

 

This you, how is this you, bearing mirror in your iris
How are these tears, when you love me

This you, how is this you, bearing mirror in your iris
How are these tears, when you love me

( Yes, this is you. When I look at you I can see myself  in your eyes! When you love me tears come out, how is that?)

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It’s a realization when we cross a long distance and get a glimpse of our good old days. Heart’s desire is to go back to those days surrounded by the best friends.

 

A group of college students became close friends. Started hanging out together. It was one of a kind. Everyone else started to think what a funny group  always engaged in themselves. The group also opened arms for another student to be part of them. Got the privilege to be the shoulder to lean on. It was a moment when felt love. Never meant to make it mine. Wanted her to be happy, very happy actually. Never expressed the feeling. Came to know what love is once it was gone.  It’s a realization what love is or what love can be.

 

How to know if bunking class is good unless classes are bunked! It’s a realization when we miss those long hours of discussion, lunch sharing and the shadows of mango tree next to the big pond. The sounds of electric guitar in college music fest seemed unbearable then but now heart wants to stand in the front row but where is the college fest. Realization of small fights came after the laugh. Laughing together for silly reasons, running across the field like a child was really fun. It’s a realization that childhood can be awesome with awesome friends.

 

All the friends are in different places. A get together takes years to plan. It’s a realization that life goes on no matter what. Yes heart always wants to be surrounded by those best friends. No matter what this won’t fed in memory. Will always remember and love.

BAPU, Yes we all read about him in books. Our grandparents must have seen him. How does people really think of Bapu!! Was he just a politician?

The answer is a mystery. Understanding him is out of my boundary but i can understand one thing that he loved Mother India. He was a person believed in humanity. Even ruthless torture was not enough to move him from his ‘satyagraha’.

वैष्णव जन तो तेने कहिये जे पीड पराई जाणे रे,
पर दु:खे उपकार करे तोये मन अभिमान न आणे रे,
सकल लोकमां सहुने वंदे निंदा न करे केनी रे,
वाच काछ मन निश्चल राखे धन धन जननी तेनी रे,
समदृष्टि ने तृष्णा त्यागी, परस्त्री जेने मात रे,
जिह्वा थकी असत्य न बोले, परधन नव झाले हाथ रे,
मोह माया व्यापे नहि जेने, दृढ़ वैराग्य जेना मनमां रे,
रामनाम सुताली लागी, सकल तीरथ तेना तनमां रे,
वणलॊभी ने कपटरहित जे, काम क्रोध निवार्या रे,
भणे नरसैयॊ तेनु दरसन करतां, कुण एकोतेर तार्या रे ॥

Yes this song describes him quite well. He never made boundary between religion but was assassinated. If that would have not happened today at least some more people would have inspired by Gandhi Ji. All those riots would have been little less horrible. Over the recent few years Mumbai, Gujrat, Ayodha issues has taken a lot of innocent  lives. People don’t think twice before hitting someone else if they are from different religion. Thats what happened every time in India.  Standing at this point if I look back and ask ” Was that a very wrong decesion to separate India based on religion?”.

Yes, the very thought of separated India makes me angry but they had no choice. What happened after that it is bad enough. Bapu was assassinated by a Hindu but that never come across to any ones mind. let us not blame a community for the some personal mistake. Whatever  happening inside India is shame.  I wish people would have learned BAPU a little more..

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English translation:

Vaishnav jan to tene kahiye je
One who is a vaishnav
PeeD paraayi jaaNe re
Knows the pain of others
Par-dukhkhe upkaar kare toye
Does good to others, esp. to those ones who are in misery
Man abhimaan na aaNe re
Does not let pride enter his mind
Vaishnav…
SakaL lok maan sahune vande
A Vaishnav, Tolerates and praises the the entire world
Nindaa na kare keni re
Does not say bad things about anyone
Vaach kaachh man nishchaL raakhe
Keeps his/her words, actions and thoughts pure
Dhan-dhan janani teni re
O Vaishnav, your mother is blessed
Vaishnav…
Sam-drishti ne trishna tyaagi
A Vaishnav sees everything equally, rejects greed and avarice
Par-stree jene maat re
Considers some one else’s wife/daughter as his mother
Jivha thaki asatya na bole
The toungue may get tired, but will never speak lies
Par-dhan nav jhaalee haath re
Does not even touch someone else’s property
Vaishnav…
Moh-maaya vyaape nahi jene
A Vaishnav does not succumb to worldly attachments
DriDh vairaagya jena man maan re
Who has devoted himself to stauch detachment to worldly
pleasures
Ram naam shoon taaLi laagi
Who has been edicted to the elixir coming by the name of Ram
SakaL tirath tena tan maan re
For whom all the religious sites are in the mind
Vaishnav…
VaN-lobhi ne kapaT-rahit chhe
Who has no greed and deciet
Kaam-krodh nivaarya re
Who has renounced lust of all types and anger
BhaNe Narsaiyyo tenun darshan karta
The poet Narsi will like to see such a person
KuL ekoter taarya re
By who’s virtue, the entire family gets salvation

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Can we really forget our first love?? I don’t know people might say that yes, it would be better option. I some times also believed the same. But how I can forget the first love…

We broke up back in 2008, April. I last saw him back in Feb, 2008. After that till today I haven’t seen him don’t know whether I can see him ever or not. Our love story started over phone and also got over phone. Isn’t a very sweet thing? He completely took himself out of my life. No phone call, no mail nothing for almost a very long time. It the same year, 2008. His birthday was on Sep, 18th. I called him to wish him in spite of every thing. He was asleep, didn’t recognize my voice. But I wished him holding my tears back. We never came back to the same form of talking. Some times just calls that also only when needed. ‘Hi’, ‘Hello’ and then the subject, nothing more than that. When we broke up he promised me that he will never see me if I ever try to talk about relationship. So I never talked about our past. It was unspoken. I was trying to move on. Didn’t know whether one year was enough or not.

Back in March, 2009 I met Prakash.  I liked him as well. I fell in love with him. We became committed to each other in a relationship. A new love story started in my life. A fresh beginning.

Every thing was fine but one day some time in 2010 I talked to Prasanth. Didn’t know what happen to me I got emotional. I told him that though I was not allowed to say him that I loved him. But I told him that I still respected him by the same way and I would still count myself as his well wisher. I told him till this date whenever I think about first love he comes in my mind. I didn’t know whether he was shocked or surprised. He told, “Yes, Even when ever I think about love you come in my mind. I told everyone about you. I know there is no point saying sorry for what ever I did to you.”  I was speechless. I was waiting for those words from him for a long time and today he is saying. I told him that it was too late for that sorry.

I told him it was too late but inside I was happy because he missed me. He realized that I loved him, loved a lot. Whenever Prakash and me talked about my previous love life he used to ask me, “Would you accept him if he comes back”. I always used to reply ‘NO’ with a great ease but why I am feeling for it? Why? What is past, what no more exists or should not exist? Why? Why I am thinking?

At last I Closed my eyes to realize things around me….

I saw myself back in 2008. I was searching for new job with my broken heart. Nothing was going fine. Every thing was just messed up. I also behaved like walking and talking Zombie. Prasanth Stopped talking to me. He even shut me out of his life. Never received my call. I went to CMC .Thought of moving on but still was unable. All the songs that I used to listen brought back my tears…2008 passed…started 209 and it started with new hope..2009 March. Got new life… 2010…things are fine. Then all of sudden saw Prasanth as if he is asking me to come back in his life.

I saw Prakash too. When I needed some one Prakash came and stood by me. He gave me his love. Made me close to his family. Whatever Prasanth was unable to give me everything Prakash gave. I might sound selfish but I am not comparing them. Now I can’t leave him. I can’t let the same thing happened with Prakash what I faced. I can’t become Prasanth. I am who I am with all my emotions alive.

I opened my eyes. Realized that the phone is ringing. Took the phone in my hand. Saw Prakash and my self. My realization came into life. I never thought that moving on would be that tough but at least now am sure that I am ready to move on and rather I have already moved on. It was just a rush of my emotions. That was my past and I am going to make peace with my past.

I love you…. Will love you forever……

Aditya, what you think, haven’t I done the justice with my past. I know you would understand. Thanks for listening…

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