The Modern Vikramadityan! By V.N.Giritharan (English Translation from Tamil)

English Translation from Tamil

The Modern Vikramadityan!

Who mocked from within?
Who mocked from within?

Each time, without fail,
Your laughter has become your craft.

Who mocked from within?
Who mocked from within?

Every time, it is the same—
Whether it is the laughter spreading
Across the vast expanse,
Or the illusions you create,
Or your intricate tales of cunning,
None of it is new to me.

Who mocked from within?
Who mocked from within?

In the layered skies of the night,
Your daring laughter echoes.
Every night, as I watch,
In the glow of the stars,
And in their strength,
I feel your presence.

Who mocked from within?
Who mocked from within?

Poem: Prisoners of Spacetime! By V.N. Giritaran

 [* Digital painting technique, Google Nano Banana, Assistance: VNG.]

 Prisoners of Spacetime!

Between spacetime, Kannamma, I
Wonder at your tender heart.
Between spacetime, Kannamma,
I wish to fly for a moment.
In the contemplation of spacetime, Kannamma,
I wish to rejoice every moment.
Transcending the environment, Kannamma, like him,
I wish to think.
He said there is no such thing as time, Kannamma.
And space is similar, Kannamma.
He said only spacetime is real here, Kannamma.
I am amazed, Kannamma, by the peak of his knowledge.
The movement of the mind is not yet over.
Have you ever, Kannamma, wondered
How he managed to do it?
I wonder always, Kannamma.
I am always marveling, Kannamma.

True Love, the Eternal Spring! - V.N.Giritharan

Memory birds Circle around you;
I lose myself watching their flight.

The strength of your love takes hold of me,
And though I falter,
I become a bee sipping nectar
From the sweetness of your love.
That is all I need.

Memory birds Circle around you;
I lose myself watching their flight.

America : A novel about a Sri Lankan Tamil refugee's detention center experience in New York. Kindle Edition by V.N. Giritharan

This story recounts the experience of a Sri Lankan Tamil refugee in the detention center in Brooklyn, New York. Ilango, a Sri Lankan Tamil refugee, fled Sri Lanka after the country's worst communal riots, known as Black July '83, to seek refuge in Canada. On his way, he was stranded in New York and ended up in the detention center.

This short novel vividly describes his experience there. It was first published as a serial in Thayagam, a Canadian Tamil newspaper, and later published by Sneha Publishers in Tamil Nadu, India, and Magudam Publishers in Sri Lanka.

This English translation was done by the well-known writer and translator Latha Ramakrishnan.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DP5K7RP4

An Immigrant : A Novel of a Sri Lankan Tamil Refugee's Survival in New York Kindle Edition by V.N. Giritharan

 

This novel describes a Sri Lankan Tamil refugee's survival in New York. Ilango, a Tamil refugee, fled Sri Lanka after the worst communal riots, known as Black July '83, to seek refuge in Canada. On the way, he was stranded in America. Initially, he was detained at the Brooklyn Detention Center in New York.

The writer, V. N. Giritharan, wrote a short novel, America, which described Ilango's detention ordeal. After his release from the detention center, he stayed in New York before eventually moving to Canada.

This novel portrays his struggle for survival in New York and is considered a sequel to America, his first novel.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DP5G8DTS

'My prediction for the US presidential election 2024' written on January 21, 2024!

https://vngiritharancorner.blogspot.com/2024/01/my-prediction-for-us-presidential.html

V. N. Giritharan's Song: "You Made Me Feel Love!"

V. N. Giritharan's Song: "You Made Me Feel Love!" - English translation of the Tamil song written by V.N.Giritharan.  Music & Voice: AI SUNO | Artwork: AI

Listen on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUWeFIBBsek

You Made Me Feel Love!

You walked in dancing, and I lost myself.
You sang, and I spread my wings, thinking of you.

How, through your gaze, did such feelings
Unfold like a canvas, a wonder of creation.
They now reside deep within my heart.
I realized this with your unexpected arrival.

You walked in dancing, and I lost myself.
You sang, and I spread my wings, thinking of you.

Every moment is filled with thoughts of you.
Whether I rise or fall, it's your memory that stays.
You plowed the fields of my heart,
And with your charm, made me restless.

You walked in dancing, and I lost myself.
You sang, and I spread my wings, thinking of you.

You made me feel the emotion called love.
Because of that, my dear, you’ve settled in my heart.
You made me realize a heart that does not live for itself.
And I would say, my love, this is enough for me.

You walked in dancing, and I lost myself.
You sang, and I spread my wings, thinking of you.