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Lust-laden fire scorches my soul,
As taunting glimpses of your face dissolve in the endless skies;

Destroy, I must, the maya of sinful desire,
Or I pray that I should breathe my last;

Possessed by passion, my body yearns for sacred fulfillment,
Mistress of my desires, do alight to quench my thirst;

My heart ruled by you, my being forever tainted by the beauty of your youth,
Night falls pregnant with passion, dreams leading it into dawn;

My existence shaken by the whirlwind of desires,
Rescue me, Oh Goddess, rescue me!

Taken quite a few liberties with the interpretation. Apologies for the same. L~, this was more difficult that the previous ones, would have been lost without mom's help :p

Not sure if I should drop hints or it's going to be a snap for you guys. It's a Tamil song. That's my first clue :)

Clue2: Setting of the song:


Clue3: Theme of the movie

On love, ego, fidelity, obsession? and how music ties it all together...directed by K.Balachander.

PS - Answer in comments!

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On ILs and assorted irrational fears - 2

• k's parents reached Lex last night! I gave his mom a bouquet of roses! P~'s parents also came with them! It was all one happy reunion!
• My dazzle-with-dinner attempt met with lukewarm responses - k was really sweet and tried to mask it all with, "Dinner was good, Ramya!" So, A+ for his effort :)
• Made tea without much fiasco this morning while k slept in (took a day off!)
• Slept after 1 AM last night - talking to ILs, so feeling pretty woozy...

On a different note, been obsessed with this song lately...totally resonates with the strings of my heart...it's called "Friends forever"...

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Guess?!

I blame this totally on L~, he wanted me to translate this song for his Northie friends! S~ gave me the "wedding-altar" interpretation for the first line, my mom helped me with the remaining meanings...

So, can anyone else guess the song? :)


Like a cool breeze, she touched the house/wedding-altar, but not the cot;
Slender and beautiful like the moon, yet her skin singes when I touch her;
Was there ever a sky that refused to listen to the melody of Bhoopalam?

Like droplets on a lotus petal, the lord and his wife live together;
Why the need for garlands and drum beats, when you wish to live as friends?
Bereft of a meaningful relationship, with no closeness or emotional ties, tell me,
Oh flower, what is your life like?

Life is not a stage, to depart after the drama ends;
Neither is our relationship a river, to change courses ever so often and continue on its journey;
Even the silver moon travels with the sky, why won't you come with me?

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