I love me, because I can depend on myself
I love my company, more than I love anyone else's
I love my space, more than anyone in it
I love to ride, more than riding besides someone
I love being with myself so there is no time-sharing
I often talk to myself because I am a good listener
You call me selfish? YES, I am happy being selfish!!

Your hand in mine like it’s made for me (…)
Your eyes on mine like a swan in the water (searching for food?)
Your lips to mine, spreading the love (of destruction?)
Your heart I see, jumping out to get mine (to break into thousand pieces?)
Are you really in love with me (or it’s all a mirage?)
My hand in yours (please STOP, it hurts!)

മഞ്ഞു കണങ്ങളെ
നിങ്ങള്‍ തന്‍ തഴുകലില്‍
പിന്നോട്ട്പോയെന്‍
മനസ്സൊരു ശലഭമായ്
പൊങ്ങിപ്പറക്കുമാ
അപ്പൂപ്പന്‍ന്താടിക്കായ്‌
പമ്മിനടന്നൊരാ
ബാല്യത്തിലേക്കങ്ങ്...

There are many Jesus-es born in this world,
Why does only one stand out?
There are many Muhammad-s born in this world,
Why does only one stand out?
There are many Buddha-s born in this world,
Why does only one stand out?

Love and sacrifices, you may say,
I agree, BUT they also knew how to sell themselves!

Merry Christmas!!

You remind me of my existence
You help me remember all, I need to remember
I never loved anyone like I love you
I don’t think I can live without you
I literately die when you die
I surrender myself to you,
Smartphone, Oh my beautiful smartphone!

അടർന്ന കണ്ണീരിൽ
പടർന്ന അക്ഷരങ്ങൾ
ഉടഞ്ഞ തെങ്ങലിൽ
പൊലിഞ്ഞ ദീപങ്ങൾ
അകന്നുപോം കാലടി ശബ്ദത്തിൽ
വീണുടഞ്ഞ സ്വപ്നങ്ങൾ