Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Friday, May 30, 2008

oru chempaneer pooviruthu njan omale



ഒരു ചെമ്പനീര്‍ പൂവിറുത്തു ഞാനോമലേ
ഒരു വേള നിന്‍ നേര്‍ക്കു നീട്ടിയില്ലാ
എങ്കിലും എങ്ങനേ നീ അറിഞ്ഞൂ
എന്റെ ചെമ്പനീര്‍ പൂക്കുന്നതായ് നിനക്കായ്
സുഗന്ധം പരത്തുന്നതായ് നിനക്കായ്



malayalam words for those who have a hard time reading it..

Oru Chembaneer Pooviruthu njanomale
Oru vela nin nerkku neettiyilla
Enkilum engane nee arinju
Ente chembaneer pookkunnathaay ninakkaay
Sungandam parathunnathaay ninakkaay


This is a beautiful song by Unnimenon in the malayalm film Sthithi . Lyrics by Prabha Varma.
Translations can never match the exact meaning. But in short these beautilful lines mean"I never offered you a Rose. But I wonder how you came to know my roses blossom and emanates scent only for you"

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Love...Abort (A) Retry(R) Ignore (I) Fail(F)?

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart

But the very next day, You gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special


(George Michael - Last Christmas)

UmmHmmmm.. ..I did not break my heart. I am just the photographer here.... :)
This is dedicated to my friend and younger brother in Pune. I dont want to name him though. Life,.. sometimes throws challenges at you which will require lot of courage to fight back.. But it is indeed these challenges that make life worth living, every moment of it interesting. They make you stronger day by day, only if you choose to face them. I want my friend to become stronger. I have faith in him.
Love can make you blind. It can make you open your eyes to reality as well. But choosing to be blind in love is no excuse to one's self for forgetting to live.

FootNote:- About the caption:- I have had my hands on 386 and 586 machines running DOS.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue..



Roses: one of my favourite subjects. No no.. I am not doing a research on roses. 'Subject' as in photographic terms :).
Riju, my room-mate got this bouquet on his birthday. I sprinkled some water on it and captured the beauty. Roses have a charm of their own, which nothing else can match, a synonym for love. I remember the high school english grammer books teaching simile and metaphor, "My love is like a red red rose", "My love is a red red rose". Explaining the 'figure of speech' can't be better than this example.


Well, I am looking for someone whom I can give a bunch of roses to. A special someone,.......