Syed Ali Sagar
Biography of Syed Ali Sagar
Born and raised in a typical and orthodex elite muslim community who were engaged in coastal based trades over the last six decades in nagercoil in kanyakumari district of Tamil Nadu.
He got distinction in Master degree in Business Adminstration and Post graduate Diploma in Computer Application.
From school days to college got more involvement in extra curricular activities and awarded and rewarded in Tamil and English poetry writing, Short story writing, Essay Writing, Singing, criticism, Elocution and debat Areas.
He Served as a Tamil programme director of RADIO ASIA-Middle East Broadcast service based in Duabi from 2000 to 2004.
presently working as a Media Professional of CAN MEDIA
Producing and Presenting in various languages in Tamil, English, and Malyalam TV programmes, Talk-Shows, Soap Operas and Assisting Documentries too.
Syed Ali Sagar's Works:
'Verkalum Vizuthukalum'(Roots and Bunches) Tamil Short stories published by Thuvakku Ilakkiya Amaippu.
'Kannadi'(Mirrors) special tamil column about the Expatriates impacts, voices, Appeals in gulf while searching Bread winning sttuggle.
Completed Not Yet Published:
1.'SAKHI'-A Tamil novel Saying a story between two Young Broadcast Artists.Its a portrait of modern landscape, a reflection on the nature of dreams and how it affect the reality of two persons life and vice versa.Sakhi is almost poetic in the way it is written.
2.'ON NATIVE SOIL'-Collection of Tamil Poems contains fifty poems.
3.'A GIRL OF THIRTY SUMMER'-Collection of English poetries
Syed Ali Sagar Poems
Journey it could change your life for ever Time In a matter of hours, minutes, seconds
Already our soul hugged and body kissed So, Take it easy dear. Easy with me. There is no screen between us.
For Breaking some rules We made serios of conise rules Five senses assisted by The mind with the soul
Nymphs Of The Valley'
When i'm mid of the sleep You came and awoke And smiled at me as you ran Your fingers through my hair
Moan Of The Wind
Scratches of love Scribbled our pages wounds of anatomy made labyrinth cavities
Face veil to Racism Issues where Every hyperbolic.
God Cannot be Everywhere So created mother earth through mother nature Mother earth is moaning with pain But Fools calling that global warming
First right, Knowing your basic right Right is your first word and world to live. Cradle to grave Forgotten many things-even
Language of Wind is Sound or Rhythm? Language of Flower is Colour or Fragrance? Language of Ocean is Waves or Surf-Bubbles? Language of Love is Eyes or Lips?
Every Where Every Where You... And Your Memories.
The Best Things
Words in your mind Feelings in your soul Breath in your heart Light in your eyes
She is the Symbol of many.....! Her life has long history She is....... Love,
Once again..after a while she fold inward humble, bit shame trailing with age
illusions of chicken scratches writing thousands..of..
Know everything young age
Suspectable middle age
Believe in all mind old age
Byegone Everything I want.
Those all my secret anniversaries of the heart.
How all blissful days left
Slipped away without trace and sound.
While retouch my wrinkle skins
Not only lose mind
Missed manythings very much.