Archu From The Archive, Personal, Poems

Finally, Job Offer From Microsoft!

  Strong passion and perseverance Steady pursuit with focus Career that spells fulfillment Dreams beyond paychecks Many paths ahead of me, I dared to carve my own I wouldn’t say it was easy, For the most part, I was alone Making meaningful networks, Brought good friendships in turn Honest and transparent talks, Earned respect in return Interview invite is just…

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Archu From The Archive, Poems, Tamil

மனோபாவம்

  பேனா பிடிக்கும் விரல்கள், கரண்டி பிடிக்கக் கூடாதா? சலங்கை அணிந்த கால்கள், ஹை ஹீல்ஸ் அணியக் கூடாதா? ஆங்கிலக் கதைகள் எழுதிடின், தமிழில் கவிகள் கூடாதா? இரு பிள்ளைகளுக்குத் தாயானால், மீண்டும் குழந்தையாகிவிடக் கூடாதா? பெண்ணின் பாவாடை நீளத்தில், அவள் பண்பை அளக்கிறது மனோபாவம். மனதின் வட்டத்திலிருந்து வெளியேறினால், உலகின் விசாலம் அறியலாம்!

Archu From The Archive, Personal, Poems

Down Go My Tresses…

One lock, two locks, three and four. Down go my tresses, onto the floor. Chop! Chop! Chop! I’ve trimmed them short. Not beauty but bold, that’s the look I want. In the business world, strategies score. But network matters so much more. Blazers become things of reverence Attitudes morph to borderline arrogance High stung egotists are lurking around Few narcissistic…

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Archu From The Archive, Personal

For A Better Tomorrow

I am suffocating. Literally! I am suffocating from the countless thoughts branching inside my head. I am choking from the unspoken words stuck along the passage of my throat. My facial muscles are aching from trying to maintain a smile on my face. The layers of make-up from my recently learnt make-up skills hide all proofs of sleepless nights and…

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Archu From The Archive, Fictional

Short Story: Room Service

I stood paralyzed on the spot. I was absolutely awestruck and honestly helpless in front of the Greek God disguised as a mortal man. If virtues can be shaped, there they were, courage, compassion and kindness, carefully chiseled into his intricately carved features. If handsomeness can be quantified, there stood six whole feet of raw handsomeness in an arm’s length…

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