Valluvar meditates on subtle, gentle and sublime love

When she laughs

Showing her pretty teeth

My heart is swayed

By that honey taste.

When you thumb through

The pages of Kural (Third part)

You will not have any craving

To look at her body and get swayed by it

And instead, incessantly

You will have an

Irresistible temptation

To look at all the

Infinite variety of beauty

Sculpted on her face and mind

That’s the greatness of

The creator, Thiruvalluvar.

It’s only at the old age,

Especially when marching

Towards 60 milestone, and after

And also attempting to

Pursue some spiritual aspects

Of life, too, rather belatedly

I could feel and smell

The craving for sensual side too.

To understand the fair, brighter opposite sex

The fragrant and vibrant Side of a girl

Kural came and occupied my

Molecules of brain.

There was no looking back thereafter.

I will do more translation.

Will the supreme give time

And the academic stamina

To accomplish the task?

Do we have time to think about God and sex?

Sex and God are

Two vital forces of life

Even those who say and argue

They are exempt from those

Seductive/ spiritual influences

Are invariably the ardent slaves

Of some defunct texts, and influence of authors.

Dealing with, these two vital forces of life

It’s also absurd and ridiculous

To deny those normal and natural

Feelings/ leanings

Towards God and Girl

Without crossing some limits of

Decency and

Self imposed welcome discipline.

One need to shun away any kind of worry

Or hesitation to think and act locally,

It is sad, very very sad indeed

The elite and the educated

The critical learned mass

Growing upon career ladder

Hardly think about profound love

Or find time to indulge in the act of sex and

Just coil themselves upon bed

And realize the sounds of the souls

Or smell the sounds of body

Read kural and get recharged.

You will feel rejuvenated.

True love will create rather than destroy

The following lines were scribbled in the beginning of 2010 at New Delhi , while I was invited for a meeting. I don’t know the trigger which propelled me to pen these lines.

Have you ever realized

When you are with your own beloved

Your ‘love’ and the friendly soul,

The time gets bemused, disappeared

And you become blindfolded, and get tanked ,

And then, slowly

Get released from your bond of suffering

Looking refreshed,

We hear voices in the air

And also in print media, and elsewhere

How the suppressed feeling of sex

And changing attitude towards free love.

Eventually end up in

Stealthy love, extramarital

Steamy affairs, leading to crude murder

Broken marriages/ abandoned children

And more naked revelation

Murdering husbands,

And locking the daughter

In Refrigerator and so on.

But do you know, the misguided act of

Above said opposite sex is

Really a force of breathing life out of dead.

A real lover, a real mother,

Alone can create life

Out of any destruction

A Select sample on the theme of Love, revolving around Eye-Part Six

My dear friend!

Living and laboring in a sea of despair,

day in and day out

All the organs of my body lost their rhyme and strength.

He departed by saying,

“I Would amass huge fortune to banish poverty from our household”

And thinking and ruminating about him,

And shedding copious tears,

The eyes lost their color, luster, and character

They feel shy even to look at flowers.

Formerly they were like

Flowers with fragrance and perfume,

Now that scent has gone.

A Select sample on the theme of Love, revolving around Eye-Part Five

I derived immense pleasure

By seeing him in my dream.

As was the case usually everyday

When he was with me .

If there is no waking hours,

I will be perpetually with Him,

My beloved in the dreamy world won’t leave me.

The hard hearted man,

While denying all delight during day time ( waking hours),

Does come and tortured me in the dream,

While I am asleep.

He is resting on my shoulder

But while I am awake, he enters into my heart.

That is why my friend!

I think about him during waking hours

And he embraces me in my dreams.