When I write They are just words When you read them They become poetries When I speak It brings out sound When you speak It is sweet music When I am alone The land is deserted When you come It is filled with gardens When I sleep my dreams are empty when I think of you I get sweet dreams What can I say? You are a Magic Woman
Dear Punitha, Ofcourse, Indian women are Magic Women. To me Indian Women just stand out even in foreign lands among the women of these lands who are lifeless. Regards, TDU
Here I go again TDU, opposing you) Please don't think I am always arguing....But, I do not believe that only the Indian woman is the epitome of womanhood. I have seen very affectionate, helpful and selfless and nice women in the foreign lands too. We Indians do not hold any rights over nobility and goodness. It is everywhere. There are also Surpanakas and Kaikeyis in India too))) BUT...I like that you like Indian women...after all...I am Indian too, right?:-D L, Kamla
Sir, Sure, we are magic women. There are some of the points to prove that. By our 'kadai kann paarvai' we make a mountain, a mole. we give courage to men to accomplish even the impossible. we are behind every successful man. Sriniketan
ennavo ponga..naan onnum solla virumbala...as far as arguments are concerned. But the poem is good, sirji..keep it up !!
Hey Mr. TDU Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm what is in the Air!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hope you had a nice weekend and this for u:wave