TAJ - I clicked and fore worded it!

Taj Mahal - The crown of the palace of hearts that ceased for creation of the grandeur celebration of love that has existed for time immemorial in memorial. The grandiose creation of workmen of art, of which the greatest heart is a part, dedicated for the most romantic of love, by the greatest lover of the world, to the most loved beauty! I present to thee my wonder, the wonder of wonders ! Wah taj, you beauty! In a weather that thrills i'm alongside beauty that kills the need to get back to normalcy:)

Forgiveness

 

The melancholy of Forgiveness;

My forgiveness lies in my memory,

That is my ability to forget what has elapsed.

Once forgotten, there comes forgiven.

Is it that simple?

On sight of the provision of alms for forgiveness,

Memory has its own ways of reminiscence of all that has elapsed.

The Heart of forgiveness;

Numero Uno– Divinity ;

For this creation of yours, that is me.

For you’ve created me hopelessly,

Yet instilled the quintessential hope,

By revealing the dope of happiness,

And by holding up the carrot, the rope of success.

The divine concoction of addiction for mortality.

Numero Dos –Beauty;

The owner of which has no reason to be proud.

As neither the creator nor the creation had a say in how the outcome of the union of creators would be, in this mundane existence.

But the resulting creation rests and revels in the laurels of the outcome.

I forgave thee for you haven’t succeeded solely on your own creation.

You’ve excited many because of that given to you by an act of god.

And for having exhausted many for their act of foolishness.

God was generous for he thought you’re incapacitated and enabled me to carve my destiny on my own.

For the divine ordains and man executes.

Numero Tres – Rival;

For I gave you the opportunity to flatter my intellect,

And forgave you for all those strategies resulting in my failure you made me a part of.

For you’ve given me a reason to live and not to leave this mortal coil.

The art of escapism for the troubled;

You’ve made me a MAN that divinity craved to design, a rival like you tried to contain and the beauty strained to entertain.

I’ve forgiven all that you all have done, not for want of memory, but for want of peace, which you tried to shred into piece. Yes I have conquered thee, for the god of death wanted my company beyond existence, on my insistence; for he gave me work all day long, till I live long, till death does work apart! Can’t think of Un, dos, tres while workingJ

The above passages are an act of fiction and not to nurture any thoughts of reality owing to real life friction owing to your assumption.

Pic Courtesy:http://poetryjaam.blogspot.in/2012/07/forgiveness.html

Vidiyum Munn

The enlightenment provided by conscience at the moment of amassing material richness! The gore of a heinous mind. Daring vision of a newcomer. The idea of a man who profits at the sins of infidelity. A pimp who's made to limp. A silly matter of culmination of truth and  innocence bringing out a climax that majority of those belonging to the golden olden days would've begged for. Dragging first half and you're  dragged in, the second half. BGM that thrills, cinematography of difference, movie making in parts of daring reference, in reverence. The normality of vengeance during the period of ability, beyond the days of inability. All of these make for a magical experience for discerning viewers gracing the cine hall for less of heroism and more of parallel cinema. Bravo Vidiyum mun, second halfikku pinnn!!!