krishnakumar chandrasekar nair [krishi nair] (1964 and doing pretty good.. / Thiruvalla, Kerala)
Biography of krishnakumar chandrasekar nair
Grey bearded and grey headed
Ever focusing on life through bifocals
Gliding into the youth of old age
Close to a fifty you might say
I write to douse an inner rage
And judge it well as you may
But I’ll write as one who will never age
Of mountains or mole hills on the page
Other other trivialities that occur every day
Some of sense and more of non sense
Mine is not to question whence
But put pencil on paper and dispense
Words and rhymes in their true essence
Such is my tale very briefly told
And now as I feel I’m getting old
Hope to improve on these and hold
My graying grey cells in logic's fold......
I passed out with a diploma in Mech Engg in the year 1984 from govt polytechnic kottayam. I did not have the IQ or EQ (intellectual and emotional) to become a full fledged engineer but enjoyed life in those hallowed corridors with politics, polytricks, love and its absence and of course with the sweat and grime of metal work in the machine shop along with the rigors of stresses and strains of applied mechanics etc....
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The patient spider
I wonder what he does
Between catches and kills
Waiting, patiently waiting
On that ornate web- his design
And what does he think
With his pint sized brain(if any)
Standing on eight distorted legs
Above a ceiling upside down
(or is it right side up for him?)