Rain......
Rain....๐ง️๐ง️๐ง️⛈️⛈️
Rain drifts down from skies above,
Whispers soft like a long-lost love.
It kisses earth, both wild and sweet,
From calmest drops to tempest styled.
It sweeps the dust, then brings it near,
A silent joy, a hidden fear.
At times it wraps me in a dream,
At times it bursts in angry stream.
A cup of coffee warms my hand,
As rain plays tunes across the land.
Its scent, like memories, gently rise,
Beneath the grey and weeping skies.
It laughs in drops, it sings in storm,
It hugs the cold, then keeps it warm.
A tender voice, a wild refrain —
So many moods within the rain.
By-- Sree.. Paru.. 25/05/2025.... 05:30 am
Heart Beats
Silent music of my heart
Monday, May 26, 2025
Rain
Thursday, January 30, 2020
I may differ from you, but I am one among you!!
Why am I like this? I am like everyone else!
But you may feel that I am different from you,
You may feel that I can't be like you.
I may not be able to talk like you,
But I too have words to express,
I too have emotions to share.
I’m just missing something—unable to figure out how to handle it.
I may cry unexpectedly, but it doesn’t mean I’m sad.
I may scream loudly, but that doesn’t make me abnormal.
It’s all dark around me—I’m inside a circular maze.
I need you to give me your hand and help me find a way out.
I’m scared of something, but I don’t know what.
There’s always this strange fear with me—why is it so?
Why am I different from others?
I can do something too, but I need someone to show me
How to discover what I’m capable of.
I may look different from you. I may speak differently.
I may behave strangely. I may act unexpectedly.
But I am one of you—I just need your love.
I can do things too—just in a different way.
When you show me the path of light,
I begin to see things differently—I see a colorful world
Around me.
I can laugh from my heart. I can feel the love around me.
I am one of you, even if I seem different!
Sree Paru
1:10 am
30/01/2020
(Dedicated to ASD Kids and kids with Neuro Development Issue)
Sunday, April 1, 2018
Accepting the Truth..........
Yes, it's true. Accepting the reality of life is not easy.
I've never really had hope in my life. Each time it rises, it fades away just as quickly.
The future before me feels unpredictable.
Why am I like this?
Maybe the question has no clear answer — but I believe there is one, and I must find it.
My mind is like the ocean — waves that never stop. Highs and lows.
It rises like a wave and retreats just the same...
Paru
01/04/2018-8.34 pm
Saturday, December 30, 2017
Fear of heart is my failure

I am scared. I was scared. And I don't have an answer for it.
Why am I scared? What causes my heart to race?
Maybe one day… it will just stop beating.
The heart beats for everyone — fast, slow, or normal.
But for me, it always beats fast. Do you know why?
It beats for every single moment… without courage.
I was born to strong, self-dependent parents.
But unfortunately — or maybe it's their misfortune — I became a useless person.
I’ve never given them happiness. From the day I was born till now, I’ve only brought them tears.
I wasn’t good in academics. There was endless fear about marks… and silent expectations.
I used to be happy when I talked to myself —
When I shared my feelings with Krishna,
When I spoke to Krishna at the temple.
But as I grew up, the things that once gave me happiness slowly faded.
I became scared of the people around me.
I thought: What if someone sees me talking to myself behind the temple? They’ll think I’m mad. They might even tell my parents.
So I stopped.
But my heart — no yaar, not my mind — my heart found a solution.
I started talking to myself when I was alone in my room.
I never really had a close friend I could share everything with.
"Amma" — she became my best friend.
Or so I taught my mind. I fooled myself.
How can a mother become your best friend?
I never truly shared everything with her.
Sure, I told her about my day — who I spoke to, what I said, what they said — all the bla bla stuff.
But did I ever share my real feelings with her? No.
Did I ever tell her about my crush? No.
I told her about everyone, everything… maybe she understood. But I never really opened up.
I didn’t know anything. My fear — from the inside — made me a girl who lacked understanding.
I fooled my mind. I escaped from everything.
I fooled my brain.
And you know what?
My cunning brain taught me this:
“No, no, don’t look at that. Suppress your feelings. Don’t disclose anything.”
And today… I’m seeking help from a consultant to deal with those suppressed feelings.
I’m getting angry. I’m getting irritated.
Day by day, I feel like I’m becoming someone else in my own home.
My parents are worried… worried that the peaceful family environment is slipping away.
I fooled myself.
I lied to myself.
I suppressed everything.
And now, I’m struggling…
Struggling to communicate openly.
7:48 pm 30/12/2017
Tuesday, November 21, 2017
I love you ,but I cant express
My strength is being a girl, my weakness is being a girl.
The new hope in my life is found in your friendship.
The confidence in my day comes from being with my child.
I love you, but I can’t express it.
Squeezing my love… to please someone else.
Squeezing my soul… for someone else’s life.
Being a girl means living for others’ hopes.
I love you, but I can’t express it.
Weeping in the darkness, yet smiling for others.
Being a girl, I brighten someone else’s day.
I may feel weak, but I still hold others strong.
I love you, but I can’t express it.
Looking into the deep sea reflects my mind.
Waves erase marks on sand;
Just like tears… they wash away the marks on my heart.
But deeper wounds wait for the next wave.
The scars remain unchanged.
I love you, but I can’t express it.
I wish to look at you.
I wish to hear your heart beat… just for me.
I wish you'd hold my hand, to feel secure.
I wish you'd say, “I’m here with you.”
I love you, but I can’t express it.
The confidence in my day comes from being with my child.
Holding her close, I hope for a new sunrise.
Waiting for the day… when you rise for me.
I love you, but I can’t express it.
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
(เดเดฐു เดธเดฎเดฏം เดตเดฐെ เดตേเดจเตฝ เด เดตเดงി เดാเดฒം เดฎเดฑเด്เดാเดค്เดค เดเตผเดฎ്เดฎเดเตพ เดธเดฎ്เดฎാเดจിเด്เด เดฆിเดตเดธเด്เดเตพ เดเดฏിเดฐുเดจ്เดจു.
เดเดจ്เดจും เดൊเดคിเดฏോเดെ เดเตผเด്เดും เด เดാเดฒเดฎേ เดเดฐിเด്เดเตฝ เดൂเดി เดชเดിเดเดเดจ്เดจു เดเดค്เดคിเดฏിเดฐുเดจ്เดจേเตฝ เดเดจ്เดจ്. )
Sunday, June 18, 2017
My Best Friend

You were born with me, you grew with me.
I never thought about you… I never noticed you.
But you were always there — always behind me.
You walked with me, you stood by me.
Still, I never realized… I never saw you.
You sat beside me, you traveled with me.
And then, all of a sudden… you made me think about you.
I began to notice you. I could feel your presence.
I started preparing… to be with you.
Leaving everyone else behind, I was ready to go with you.
With every touch, every second — I could feel you.
You entered my dreams. I counted my days for you.
I know — one day — I will be with you.
I dream of the day I’m finally yours.
I wait for the moment… when you hold my hand.
Yes! This is the day I was waiting for.
When you touched me… it felt cold.
Holding your cold hand, I began a new life.
Leaving everything behind, now I am with you.
I see the sad faces behind me —
But I was born to reach you.
Why was I born? Why did I do all those things?
Because through my entire life… I was finding you.
You were always with me. You were behind me.
Now, I am with you.
I am with my best friend.
Paru
June 18 2017
เดเดจ്เดจിเดฒെ เดจിเดจ്เดจെ เด เดฑിเดฏാเดคെ เดชോเดฏി เดเตป เดเดฃ്เดฃാ
เดാเดฃുเดตാเตป เดൊเดคിเด്เดുเดจ്เดจ เดจേเดฐം เดเดจ്เดฎുเดจ്เดจിเตฝ เดคെเดณിเดฏുเดจ്เดจ--
เดจിเดฑเดฆീเดชเดฎാเดฃ് เดจിเตป เดฐൂเดชം ....
เดเดฃ്เดฃാ เด เดฑിเดฏുเดจിเดฒเดฏോ เดเตป เดฎเดจം เดจീ ,
เดเดฐുเดുเดเดฏാเดฃ് เดเดฐോ เดจിเดฎിเดทเดตും เดจിเดจ്เดจെ เดാเดฃാเดจാเดฏി ...
June 18/06/2017
Paru ---
Monday, May 11, 2015
Dreams...........
เด เดീเดตിเดคം เดคเดจ്เดจെ เดเดฐു เดธ്เดตเดช്เดจം เด
เดฒ്เดฒേ...
เดจാเดณെ เดเดจ്เดคാเดฃ് เดเดจ്เดจ് เด
เดฑിเดฏാเดคെ เดฎുเดจ്เดจോเด്เด് เดชോเดตുเดจ്เดจ เดจാം,
เด เดธเดค്เดฏം เด
เดฑിเดฏാเดคെ เดคเดจ്เดจെ เดീเดตിเด്เดു เดൊเดฃ്เดിเดฐിเด്เดുเดจ്เดจു...
เดธ്เดตเดช്เดจเด്เดเตพ เดാเดฃാเตป เดเดดിเดฏാเดค്เดคเดตเดจ് เดเด്เดเดจെเดฏിเดฐിเด്เดും เดീเดตിเดคം?
เด เดญൂเดฎിเดฏുเดെ เดธൗเดจ്เดฆเดฐ്เดฏം เดเดธ്เดตเดฆിเด്เดเดฃเดฎെเด്เดിเตฝ,
เดെเดฑുเดคെเด്เดിเดฒും เดเดฐു เดธ്เดตเดช്เดจം เดാเดฃเดฃം.
We are humans... living in a dream world.
Each day of our life,
Each moment,
Each second...
is filled with dreams —
some beautiful, some terrifying...
some just silent whispers in the dark.
Dreams are the temptation to live.
They are the medicine that heals,
The spark that makes us move,
The fuel that drives our soul.
Dreams are like water on a leaf...
You never know if they'll stay,
Or vanish quietly —
without even saying goodbye.
11/05/2015- 11:30 AM
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Creation of my Sweet & Creative Hubby ----- Rainy Day!!!
you dont know what to do
you turn to your friends
they always make and shappens
your solutions for it.
You feel that they r with u
eternally for u.
but sometimes,
what happens is the reversi
better shall it be
i so dearly hopsy.
u love them dearly
greater than ur life
speaking literally,
but when they act diff
u r hurt and irritated
u dont know what to do
everything blasts of the seams
bend all the beams
the result so obvious
will be bitterness within u.
u decide to make up
for the lost time and shape up
but still happens reversi.
u seems to him like irritatey
u r unknown of why
something happened to him now
the happened to u before.
keep ur cool mates
everything does not remain the same
dont act so as u r in shame;
day moves for the night
rain stops and sun shines,
so wait for the rainy day!!!