Its the poem that reduces me to tears, whenever the world gets frustrating, when all my best attempts backfire and it seems pointless for a woman to have a brain. When life somehow becomes easier when you act dumb, and you then wish you were dumb so you would be ignorant of how horrifically easy it is, which evidences that society almost expects a woman to be dumb because it feels threatened otherwise.

Its my poem of wishful thinking in moments of despair.


Nallathor veenai seithein - athai nalangeda puzhuthiyil erivathundo
Solladi sivasakthi - ennai sudarmigum arivudan padaiththuvittaai

Vallamai tharaiyo - intha maanilam payanura vaazhvatharkae
Solladi sivasakthi - nila chumaiyena vaazhnthida puriguvaiyo

Visaiyuru panthinai pol - ullam vaendiyapadi seyyum udal kaettaenn
Asaiyaru manam kaettaen - niththam navamena chudar tharum uyir kaettaen

Thasaiyinaith theechchudinum - Sivasakthiyai paadum nal agam kaettaen
Asaivuru mathi kaettaen - ivai arullvathil unakkethum thadaiyullatho

Dear "bau bacang" Bharathi - eternal gratitude for these words of lament.