Have you ever experienced the most beautiful, nice perfumed but poisonous flower or a food (or people)...?
This face i illustrate here is not poisonous, my appologies for a wrong adjective...
He is talented, artistic, soft spoken genious. A blessed writer, i am blessed to be with him for over a decade... He is bold and shrewd and often mis guided and unidentified by himself and people around him...
Well the beauty of a man is in his words and the relationship it makes. He is much beautiful with this criteria. He is authentic about every subject he speak and will speak only if he is...
The best story about him is an incident while we were travelling. A four hour hour discusion was in its full spirit while the cheerful 'bharathapuzha' and middle kerala was sleeping in the end of cold winter season. The discusion was about a new experiment done by an innovative mind who wrote best in 'class' love letters... By listening to the unprecedented praise the hero accepted his inability to shout that he was the innovator... The incident had lead him to make a defenition, growth stages and philosophy of love. The beloved and lover are now living by loving others...
He was a quick witted comedian and night time singer and never been an actor.
Where does the poison come from?
His adamant arguments and deadly silence were the poisonous instincts. Can silence hurt? Yes hey beautiful face it did, really!!!
Privileged that your my first face....
