Posts Tagged ‘solitude’

On our own…

November 17, 2019

We are supported, buoyed up
By friends, family…
But for many, many things,
We are on our own,
Though we may not be alone.
No one can bear the pain of my body
Except me;
No one can help me walk, limping, once again,
Determined to get back my ability to walk everywhere.
No one can take away the sorrow in my heart
That the random events of life fill it with;
I can express some of it to others,
But in the dead of night,
In the small hours when the body and mind
Are at their lowest ebb,
It is I who must bear it.
My sorrow at an insult I have suffered;
My sadness at some hurt I have caused:
Recollections of things I could have done better:
Many are the burdens, often secret
That I must carry myself.
Learning to set them down,
And laugh in spite of them,
Is growing up as a human being:
This, too, I must do on my own.
You may hold my hand, you may even hold my heart..
.But in the secret, innermost chambers of my being,
I am in solitude, and on my own…
And this is true of everyone.

Reading poetry in solitude….

February 24, 2014

These words occurred to me:

छोटे शब्द , और उनमें कितनी गहराईया। छोटे पल , और उनमें कितनी तन्हाईयाँ।

chhotE shabd, aur unmEn kitnI gehrAyiyAn. chhOtE pal, aur unmEn kitnI tanhAyiyAn…

In Tamizh: சின்ன வார்த்தைகளில் எத்தனை அர்த்தங்கள் . சின்ன கணங்களில் எத்தனை தனிமைகள்

chinna vArthaigaLil etthanai arthangaL. china kaNaNgaLil ethhanai thanimaigaL.

Both mean…

The depths in small words, the solitudes in small moments…

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ondrA, vEyrA? (together, or apart?) A tamil (tamizh) poem

October 4, 2013

orukkAl, nIyum nAnum
nam iruvarin uravu
needitthu nilaikkAthO?

bhoogOLam. iru kaigaLAl samayathai shuzhattrum gadigAram.
DinathaaL. Nam iruvarin kadamaigaL…
Ivai ellAm nam ethirigaL:
Ivvulagin pazhakka vazhakkangaL kooda.

ivaigaLai thANdi nam
Oruvarukku oruvar kidaitthOm.
AnAl…ivai iniyum vettri adainthu
nammai pirikkalAm:
“nAm” endru illAmal
“nee”yum, “nAn”umAi, thani pAthaigaLil
thanimayil, thaniyAga pOyi vidalAm.

Perhaps, you and I…us…
I wonder…are we not going to last?
Geography, the two-handed clock that swirls Time around, the calendar,
The duties that we cannot shrug off,
All these are our enemies:
Even the values of the conventional world.

Miraculously, we found each other
In spite of all these;
But they may yet turn victorious
And see us pulled apart:
To be “us”, no more,
But “you” and “I”…
Going our separate ways
Solitary…and lonely.

The pitfalls of a relationship unrecognized by, perhaps unknown to, the world, are described here. This could also be docketed in the “You and I” series!

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September 25, 2006

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A lovely evening by myself…

June 29, 2005

Instead of my usual 45 min swim in the pool, went cycling to Ranga Shankara to see if I could get a ticket to the sold-out production of an abridged “Romeo and Juliet”…and as usual, someone did have a spare ticket which I bought. The production was OK, the audience consisted of classmates of most of the cast so there was much enthusiasm…cycled back, grinning in delight at the steep downslope (you guessed it, going to Ranga Shankara is gruelling!)came home to a lovely home-made hot meal, the kind almost everyone who can’t cook dreams about…simple phulkas and dal can be SO satisfying!

Feeling far away from shortindiangirl just because she has gone to Israel…funny, because she is probably closer to me than she is normally (she is eleven and a half hours behind me, about as far as she can get on this planet!)…but just because she is in a foreign land, I feel she is further away.

Had a great time looking at LJ entries by various friends,and am updating my own….occasional solitude is heavenly.