There are times when your instincts say "What am i up to? ". And this thought stands for some minutes or hours and gets disintegrated in their daily chores. And again after a considerable period the phoenix arises within and the same bubble pops up to show "What am i up to ?".
 This recursively makes an impact on oneself such that they lose perspective on their current duties and One cant find destiny in what they are held up currently. This prolongs to say that he/she is out of tracks to follow suit as days passes by meaninglessly. Machine is what they are described among their folks. Love towards what they do becomes Null. Lack of life in their face shows up, diminishing the eternal grace which dwelled in the past. Loss of attitude and enthusiasm in what they propose makes them a mockery among others. And finally they end up building a hard cyst around them which makes them aloof from the people they love and become mentally stuck.
Thirandu parka manamillamal manadhai purindhu kolla paarkirai 
Kadindhu sonna vaarthaigalai thirupi edukka munaigiraai
Kadandhu pona onrai ninaithu tholaindhu poga paarkiraiMaraindhu ninru paarthuvitu olindhu odi selgiraiMaatra ninaikum velayil marubadi maari thavikiraaiKaatrai pondra vaalkayai kayil pidithu vaikiraiArthammilladha onril naatam kondu thoigiraiPoiyai nambi adhanil vembi meiyai naluva vidugirai......... |
