Some seasons have passed by but
their zeal still lingers in the space
Some flowers have withered but
their fragrance is locked in the breeze
Some nights have passed by but
their impressions are etched on the moon
Some good byes were said but
……
“Good Morning. How is everything? Did you manage to have an early breakfast date with yourself?” I was on the bed in a hotel room in Jakarta when that SMS woke me up. I only managed to get a very few hours of sleep that night. Even in that, my mind went churning non-stop on some meaningless, unconnected things. I was literally aware of all that turmoil in the half sleep, twisting and tossing through it. Back to the SMS. All the SMS I get usually are with a single consistent purpose - my colleagues trying to find my whereabouts. Note - none of them is a hot babe. (This is altogether a different topic - how come no hot chick in this whole damn world manages to become an IT architect!!) Oh, for a change, I do occasionally get some irritating marketing campaigns. So, it is not a wonder that this message sprang me awake like a Maasai Warrior. (Maasai are an African tribe famous for their ability to rise from the deepest sleep to a state of total combat readiness in a matter of seconds)...
இன்னா தலிவா! தண்ணி கிண்ணி ஏதாவது போட்டுகினியா? ஒரே பீலிங்கா இருக்கு?
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Kenny Kiang Hua Hay : I noticed the $ sign on the gate.
August 31, 2009 at 12:42pm ·
Raja SP : Thanks mates, for the encouragement.
Keen eyes, Kenny. Yea, i do leave symbols and clues in my sketches..
August 31, 2009 at 5:21pm ·
....this is beautiful. Thank you.
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