Monday, November 27, 2017

Joy of listening together

I feel the humble mobile earphones have a magical quality to unite people and bring about happiness. Looks like I am not the only one to think so as you can see from this cartoon created by lastlemon.com (Thank you guys for having created exactly what I had in mind. Hope you don't mind me referencing it on my blog!)

I was on the upper deck of a train from Chennai to Bengaluru, on a cool November morning, seated with 9 co-passengers on the only row with 2 tables surrounded by 10 seats. 6 seats on one side and 4 on the other. I was on the table with 6 seats, lucky to get the aisle seat but unfortunately facing in the opposite direction of the journey. I looked out the window and felt like being dragged from behind at 100kms per hour with green fields, coconut trees and rocky hills whizzing past me one after another, which made me feel dizzy.

To distract that dragging feeling I diverted my sleepy eyes to the inside of the coach only to find many pair of eyes staring at me. Their size, intensity and curiosity varied and were in sync with their corresponding built. But, there was something common among most of them, almost all of them. They all had an earphone hanging from their ears in various colors, white being the dominant. The thin wire from the jack of their mobile phones split into two with a molded earphone at both ends that found a resting place on the ears of their respective owners. Well, not all of them. I noticed a few that were branching out to two people, carrying audio signals to 2 minds united in the pursuit of happiness. Be it watching a YouTube video or listening to classical music or collaborating on a business presentation.

A mild humming male sound from my right got my attention and to avoid being seen like one of those curious souls, I glanced in the direction without turning my head. The sight was so beautiful that my head turned automatically ignoring the "don't do it" signals from my brain. There was this lovely south Indian couple, old by their looks but young at heart listening to some classical song whose lyrics was scrolling on the smartphone the beautiful lady was holding on her left hand. The old man was humming a song and the lady was tapping on the table with fragile fingers manicured with turmeric powder. It felt like she was tapping in sync with husband's humming listening to it through her right ear. Her left ear was holding one of the earphone and the other was plugged on his right ear. His left ear was free and possibly listening to her tapping with those tender fingers that he held for life some 50+ years back. Their eyes were closed and they were nodding in harmony enjoying something they loved doing together feeling happy and not worried about what the world in front of them will think! 

Touched by the beautiful scene and to avoid my tears of joy becoming visible to the young man in front of me, I quickly turned towards my left. Was it a coincidence? A similar scene was waiting for me on that side too. Diagonally opposite were two young ladies neatly dressed in colorful salwar kameez sharing an earphone plugged into one of their mobiles. Their expression was different to that of the older couple, which was expected. They were mostly glued to the screen of the iPhone 5s and whatever they were seeing brought on them frequent smiles and at times a loud giggle or two. I could only guess that they were watching some funny movie but what I could see for sure was happiness, being shared together.

Just curious to see if this was not a dream I jumped out my narrow seat only to knock my knees on the table that sent a sharp signal of pain to my brain. That assured me it was not a dream and with a slight limp I walked on the narrow strip in the middle of closely arranged seats on both sides, 3 on one side and 2 on the other. To my surprise there were a few more such scenes of joy, listening and watching together. Two young boys wearing similar shirts, possibly a uniform of the company they worked for, laughing out loud in unison. A family with a small boy enjoying the classic Tom and Jerry on a Samsung galaxy tab. The mother partaking in the episode without audio as both earphones were used by the father and the lad! I wondered, why no one has invented an earphone with three earpieces yet? That would help mothers like her to be not sacrifice her feelings for the sake of her family. 

The joy and happiness were contagious as I started smiling myself until I passed a few guys wearing formals and classy ties glued to their laptop looking serious and frantically typing something on the keyboard. Well, they too had earphones plugged, but to themselves. Were they listening to music to cut sound originating from speed typing? There was another gentleman watching a movie on his laptop computer. The small curve at the end of his lips gave away his happy feeling, which I am sure would have been a burst of laughter if he was watching it with someone.

As I retreated back to my seat I thought about all those moments when I listened to my favorite song "Happy" by Pharrell Williams on my smartphone with headphones and clapping my hands in joy. My wife would pass by me wondering what happened to her husband. Next time I am going to drag her to the side and plug one earphone on her soft ear and see what happens! I hope we will experience the joy of listening together!

©Balaji Palanidurai

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Festival of lights

It's diwali, festival of lights
To celebrate at will is within our rights
Sweet and snacks we exchange
to one and all in our neighbourhood
Crackers we fire within a range
to bring back images of our childhood
Colorful dresses, many we wear
Vary at times of people who stare
Shoutout load so it spikes their hair
"Happy Diwali" and clear the air
It's diwali, festival of lights
Celebrate at will is within our rights
But hey, we live in a democracy
Be responsible and don't go crazy
Fireworks that fly and makes sound
Are better fired in an open ground
Elderly and pets living in our society
Be wary of their health & anxiety
Previledge we have, avoid getting  greedy
Indulge in some and share with the needy
It's diwali, festival of lights
Let's celebrate in style within our rights

©Balaji Palanidurai

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Beauty of giving

I have made a few new friends
with good heart and soul
Giving for them never ends
as that makes them whole

In the day and age where virtual
charity is a style
Remote communities they choose
and go the extra mile

They share pictures of celebration
during visits with their team
Of men, women and children in jubilation
Beaming with pride and esteem

To read they give books in a pile
and to play there is a handmade toy
Their giving bring about relief and smile
Bond ir creates & camaraderie to enjoy

Happy with their bag of gifts
Stationary, beddings at times a dress
They share with family and guests
Gratitude most feel, a few unable to express

Their noble deeds for humanity
touch many a heart and soul
Through service above self & charity
transform lives they do...in whole!

©Balaji Palanidurai

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I wrote this in Oct 2020 when I got inducted into Rotary by a friend, philosopher and guide. 2 years on I am living this poem.

I updated a few lines based on my experience recently and dedicating it to Rotarian Mohan (from my chapter RC Chennai IT CITY) on his birthday - for his passion to give; both in cash & kind and for his tireless effort to make our giving sustainable and a lasting legacy!

Saturday, October 14, 2017

இழப்பின் உள் குரல்

மாலை நேர மயக்கமா அல்லது
மனதில் தோன்றிய வருத்தமா?
தன் தந்தை இறுதி படுக்கையில்
மெலிந்து உறங்கும் தோற்றமா?
தன் நெஞ்சில் என்னை தூக்கி வளர்த்த அவரை
என் தோள்கள் சுமக்கும் காலம் தள்ளித்தான் போகுமா?
கூடியிருக்கும் சொந்தங்களுக்கு 
என் உள் குரல் தான் கேட்குமா?
கேட்டாலும், போகும் உயிரை 
அவர்களால் தடுக்க முடியுமா?
குடும்பத்தலைவன் பொறுப்பை ஏற்கும் 
தருணம் வந்துவிட்ட அச்சமா?
அப்பொறுப்பில் கால்பங்கு எனக்கு
மரபுவழி தான் வந்து சேருமா?
கொள்ளிவைத்த கைகளுக்கு கடைசி 
வரம் ஒன்று கிடைக்குமா?
என் தந்தை உறங்க இடம் ஒன்று 
சொர்க்கத்தில் கிடைக்குமா?

©Balaji Palanidurai

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Moments before my inheritance

A quite saturday in October 2012, the date was six
Events over the course of the day had me into a fix

The man I looked up to was still and clam on his bed
Near and dear to him were standing around and spread

Long ordeal it was, which he fought through with patience
A value he knew, in minutes few, would be my inheritance

Time was ticking, the silence was deafening & feeling was of pity
His eyes kept watching his dear wife; signaling my responsibility

Images millions I could see in those eyes, along with a contented smile
Of his village house, the pond and ancestors, all stacked up in a pile

Was he in distress or in pain? How can I tell with hardly any sound or sign?
Atlast, he let out tears like raing drops  & a sigh of despair, yet benign!

He had led his life in public and private with virtue of honesty
A value that I would now inherit and adhere to in all earnesty

©Balaji Palanidurai

Monday, September 25, 2017

O' pigeon on the windowsill


O' pigeon! you are back
on that windowsill
to lay eggs one or two
and sit on it still.

In weeks two they will hatch
Four more before they fledge.
Hope the window latch
till then remains closed,
lest it pushes you from the edge.



It was different last time around
that house was locked all year round
I now hear voices in Dolby surround
at times makes my head to pound.

Informed I have about your nest
Nodded they did maybe in gist
O' pigeon on that windowsill
I hope they keep those windows still!

©Balaji Palanidurai

Friday, September 15, 2017

Taking a step back


Today, when a wise plumber fixed a leaky pipe in our house it helped me understand the true meaning of taking a step back. 

All he did was advice us to turn the nozzle back a bit after closing it tight. 
Putting pressure to make it tight will only damage the washer and make it leak further.

In life too we are always obsessed with moving forward and exert our energy doing it. It helps to take a step back at times to avoid getting burnt out.




©Balaji Palanidurai

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