Oscar Wilde's Non-Selfish Giant

i just wrote my English board exam.
i shouldnt be here as i have a rather imporant and daunting subject called Physics lined up next for me.
But, today....
i wrote an essay about my dear Krishna.
i wrote an essay about Oscar Wilde's "The Selfish Giant", but if you read it here, you will know what i meant.
http://www.readprint.com/work-1515/The-Selfish-Giant-Oscar-Wilde/contents

And since my mind keeps wandering back to the wonderful experience that Wilde must have had when he wrote this, the spell-binding effect it had on me when i was paraphrasing his ideas...

What my version of Wilde's giant would have told the little boy Krishna...

You look like any other boy-
Yet, You have played with my heart like a toy!
You look like any other little boy-
But, i guess this whole thing was Your ploy!


You stand so majestic, teasing my senses,
Your eyes in a smile so exquisite, perplexing my tenses,
Your hands on Your hips, You pretend You are a kid small-
But, oh! Now, i see we are Your kids all!

The hands with which You drive us puppets,
Oh! You flung them about me in a loving caress!
That day, You planted a kiss upon my undeserving cheek-
And, ever since, nothing else could i seek!


O my dear little boy! 
How i have longed to play with You!
Playing, dancing, cheering- o! with these ideas i have toyed!
O! Did i know i was Your toy?


These flowers sprung up when they touched Your feet-
Seeing You, my heart was awoken from its evil sleep-
Today, this heart that loves You has in front of You kneeled
Begging Your mercy, Hoping You won't again fleet!

Dancing to ParthaSarathy's Tunes

My mind dances to His tunes-
That dark-complexioned boy who enamours with His divine tunes;
My mind dances to His tunes-
The Lord of Triplicane, the Lors of my Heart!

My eyes danced in excitement-
When they sighted His beautiful face resplendent!
My mind danced in childish fervour-
When it at His feet found shelter!

My heart now sings a song of grief,
For He has of it's dreams taken leave!
And now, when He is said to look so wonderful,
This heartaway, and in confusion palpable!

i dance to the tunes of my Lord,
Whose hands of my mind's ratha holds the cord:
O Lord in Control! Steer this rusty chariot to victory:
And in victory also, may it find Thee!

With all earthly forces undone,
i am prostrated at the Feet of my Lord who has me stunned;
This poor slave, do not shun:
i am in a race: along with me run!

The nectar of Your sight, today i missed!
But i am caught in deep waters betwixt-
Save me dear Lord! from falling into an abyss-
At Your service, and in Your love, may i forever find bliss!

In the Chemistry Lab

Concentrated acids of every kind around me...
The clock on the wall ticking...
And, me, in a flurry, to get my Board Practicals right...

This is the stuff that i usually get right, but am too tensed up...
Your name on my lips, more out of fear, than devotion....

And add to it that my burette chooses to leak,
And the solution choses to beat the pipette and get into my mouth...
And, my salt, a mystery to solve, to give a name, seems like an enigma, and me like Sherlock Holmes trying to investigate it....


Usually i am a "good" Sherlock Holmes, but things went awry...
And who would i blame?
You, ofcourse!
Coz, You were the only person i knew, and trusted in that whole room...
So, i started...how?

First, my seat number got me...
it was 9!!
Why wasnt it 8??
8 is special about You!
Why did u "rig" the seating arrangement to make sure i didnt get Your number???

i was insane! And, who better than You to blame in insane moments??

So, i say: If i get this titration right, You are with me(!!!!!)
And, i do it...
i get a reading, but am not so sure...
Usually i am, but i had gotten everything wrong so far today....
i stand before the examiner, and blurt out my value, half-hoping her verbal assault at my appalling error....
Instead she says- Ya, perfect!!!!

How stupid!
i am stumped!
By Your love, by Your greatness in bearing with my stupidity!

And, then, i remember...
You are the "9th" of the Dasavathara, dearest Krishna...
In a not-so-noticeable way, i DID get Your number!!!
How stupid again!
Do you deal with headcases like me all the time?
Blaming You when You are the very support?
Cussing at You only because You are there?
Expecting help always from You, even if it's not perhaps right???

i dunno, my Lord, but i love You!
More so, coz u were an amazing chemistry-lab-nerve-soother today!
Actually, more than that!
You were my everything in the chem lab today.
And, You are everything in the lab of life

i Miss You

i miss Your eyes like bright suns wide,
i miss how those killer glances draw me inside!
i miss the beauty of that black gem,
Lying in the middle of a white realm!

i miss that cute, manly moustache,
Which by its handsome shape, me into daydreams dispatch!
i miss that never-ending smile, seemingly moustache crowned,
Like the gopuram over the sanctum sanctorum!

i miss Your warm caress,
i miss yearning to see Your curly tresses,
When again lost i will be in Your lovely embrace?
When again will this heart in Your presence find solace?

Mistakes have been mine,
But, apologies, O Achyuta! do not deny:
In Your absence, this heart is a wetland dry,
It will regain life only when You in it recline!

Count not errors far too many,
Measure not my attempts not aplenty,
Take me as Your loving slave!
Forgive me the faults naive.

Your one smile, awaiting,
For Your one word, waiting
For the kiss of love yearning,
In anxiety, my world upside-down turning!
Come now, Parthasarathy!

ParthaSarathy Perumal

Dearest ParthaSarathy,
At Your feet beautiful,
My heart is a flower little;
O Ruler of the World! My Lord Wonderful!
O Dark-skinned lover! May i forever at that height settle!