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I am coming to you.. ❤️

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I am coming to you. Yes— For everything, I am coming to you. To share the good, To share the bad, To share the ugliness, To share the love, To share the passion, To share every emotion. To talk about work, About success, About failures. I am coming to share with you. I am coming to you. I am coming. I am— All the time, Endlessly. If a ball is tossed into the sky, Where will it go? It will return to the earth. It will come back— Because gravity pulls. The same way… You are my earth. Your love is my gravity. Forever, For everything, I will always comes to you. - VB 25/11/2025, 6.01 pm.

Loving you..❤️

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Loving you is what my soul chose, My consciousness simply followed. Loving you is my prayer, I do it every day, With passion, with devotion, with conviction. Loving you is my meditation, A quiet peace, A gentle solidarity within myself. Loving you is my dream, That slipped quietly Into my reality. Loving you is My interest, My happy moment, My joy, My growth, My purpose, My destiny. Loving you is a bliss Given to me generously In this birth. — VB 1:11 pm, Saturday, Chennai

Your life is your message!!

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That day, it was raining. I was on the way back home. The day wasn’t great— I was low Very low.. When people speak badly About the one you love, I want to fight back But my hands were tied. The heart aches— with disappointment, with defeat, with guilt, With the inability And I sank lower. I wanted to talk to you As I don't have anyone My soul knew whom to go I came to you.. I didn’t know what to talk also But I still reached out. You always available for me Whenever I needed the most Whenever I needed the shoulder You create a time Prioritize something for me Without hesitation You called me. You asked,  Tell me, how are you, what happened? Why are you low?” I blabbered something— You listened Given your ears, heart Yet somehow, Made me feel better - yes I started feeling better. Why? What did you do? I still don’t know. All I know is— your voice was healing, your tone was a therapy. Your proximity is what made the difference The confidence you passed Was exactly what I...

I'm stuck with you..

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You are not the same. You don’t talk to me anymore. You feel distant, unfamiliar… and for a long time, I blamed you for that. But somewhere along the way, I forgot a truth that hurts to admit— I am the one who changed you. My words that stumbled, my intentions that never sounded right, my fears, my impulses, my emotions that overflowed before I could hold them back. Even the honesty I thought was right might have shaken you. And so the verdict… I am responsible— for the way you had to adjust yourself, for the steps you took away from me, for the silence that echoes where your voice used to be. You once saw me as a friend— someone you trusted without doubt, someone who listened to your storms, someone who held your tears without asking for anything back. But somewhere, somehow, I became more than that… more than what you expected, more than what you were ready to handle. And now I’m trapped— caught between heaven and hell, between wanting you and wanting to forget you, betwe...

3/222, கோவில் பத்து தெரு, சுத்தமல்லி

வீடென்பது  வெறும் செங்கலும் மணலும் கலந்து எழுப்பப்பட்ட கட்டிடத் தொகுப்பல்ல   ரத்தமும் சதையுமாய் வாழ்ந்த தலைமுறைகளின் கனவு  நினைவுகளின் தொகுப்பு  சொந்தவூரை விட்டு, சொந்த வீட்டை விற்றுவிட்டு  எங்கோ குடியேறுகிற ஓவ்வொரு ஆன்மாவும்  உள்ளுக்குள் அவ்வப்போது நினைவின் ஊனமாய்  அழுதுகொண்டேதான் இருக்கும்!.                                                                                - வேல்முருகன் பாலசுப்பிரமணியன்        சில வார இடைவெளிகளில் எனது தம்பியின் வீட்டிலிருக்கும் அப்பாவினை சந்தித்து பேசிக்கொண்டிருப்பது வழக்கம். பெரும்பாலும் எங்கள் சொந்த கிராமமான சுத்தமல்லி பற்றியே பேச்சு இருக்கும். தெருவாரியாக, வீடுகள் வாரியாக, மனிதர்கள் வாரியாக தற்போதைய நிகழ்வுகளை அப்பா சொல்லிக்கொண்டிருப்பார். கிட்டத்த 22 வருடங்களாக சென்னையிலும், பிற நகரங்களிலும் வ...