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INTOXICATION

There is magic in the air, above us, around us...

There is fantasy merged with everything absolute...

There is mystery pronounced in the echoes of the cosmos...

There is divinity infused in every layer of the universe...

There is purity in every element of creation...

There is eternity sucked into the secrets that lie beyond...

No wonder, life is the greatest experience of them all!

Comments

Harish said…
And when all this means nothing to you, there's quarter in TASMAC :P
Friday, November 04, 2005 12:01:00 AM
Anonymous said…
hey,
Its brilliant! never knew u had a flair for poetry as well..way to go!!! keep those wonderful bits coming in:-)
cheers
Tuesday, November 08, 2005 7:17:00 PM
Anonymous said…
its brilliant!

poetry ellam ezhudarae....
ahem...
kep going!

cheers,
kausalya
Tuesday, December 06, 2005 8:11:00 PM
Siva said…
Hey,

Engayo oru fwd SMSla partha maathiri iruku ;-)

Kavithai ellam ezhuthara... kalakura po.. gud one.

btw, still alive?!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005 1:06:00 PM
Shunyata said…
Suja,Kausi- thanks, although i know ur both pulling my leg..i'm just biding my time..

Siva,
I heavily doubt my post is doing the rounds on sms..
Been offline for a while..yes..will catch up with ya soon!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005 4:21:00 PM
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