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Movies a passion
Watching them an Occupation
Tape or Theater
Genre language
No barrier
Father ignited
Brother influenced
Deep yearning
Find a being
Who had in common
My passion
At theaters parking lot and hotel
Used to bump into a cousin
I did not know well
Saw his name on a title card
Thrilled requested my mother make a phone call
Best decision of my life so far.
Met him very next day
Even though a weekday
Luckily he was on a holiday
Welcoming Receptive Kind and Encouraging
Hours went like Seconds
When I walked out later
I knew I had found a friend forever
Met many a stalwart
He was always calm and measured
Entire family epitome of kindness
Why did I not know all these years
Movie knowledge compounded
By his depth I was dumbfounded
Sense of humor
Laugh at his jokes even years later
Pinnacle was character
On the verge of nervous breakdown
Visits to his house
Stopped a meltdown
Friends vanished
Habits appeared
Verge of insanity
Never saw me as a liability
Critical never Welcoming ever
Just heard him talk
I learnt a lot
Brought me out
Step by step
No place to go
Daily at his doorstep
In need is in deed
Thought fructified
Solely responsible
Every merit
Never took credit
Heart so big
World seemed small
Human being for me
None so tall
25 years since we met
Stern only twice
Rock to my mother
When I was in Malar
Paused a movie and stepped out
Shocked his wits out
Told me to get
My act straightened out
Only fault of his
Fructify my wish
Inability to cope with
Shame made me hide
All it required
Was one more ride
To T Nagar
Loose out I needn't
Dont blame fate or god
But myself
Done only good
Only been if help
Came at call
My mother s daily prayer
Cannot see him in the eye
My answer
Kind to all
My heartfelt apology
My mother feels sorry
What was I thinking
Guilt and ingratitude I felt
Daily I swear.
Functions from his heart
Another son to my mother
Cannot tell him apart
Help ever ask never
Invests emotion
Conduct uniform
Dignity is another name
For my cousin Chinni
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Submitted by K.V.Srikanth on January 24, 2021

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I am K.V.Srikanth. I did my Schooling in Don Bosco Egmore and my Bachelors at RKM Vivekananda College .I Completed my Masters in Film and Television at Bond University in Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia. I am currently a Table Tennis Coach. Being a former competitive player I have been pursuing my passion for the past 8 years now. I coach at Academies, Schools, Apartments and also have my own Coaching Center. I have been into Stock Broking in the Trading Desk, Used Car Sales as a salesman and even worked in a Film and Television Company as an Assistant Director mainly involved in Reality Shows Of late I have been dabbling in Writing. This is the first collection of my works. I am an avid film watcher and a movie and music buff. I would like to call them songs. As a huge fan of the Rock Scene of the 1970’s I have written these with the intention that they get converted into tunes and fill the air of music already existing. I have named this SONGS FROM THE HEART more…


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