Childlike Joy

I twisted and curled in my bed.

Forget it. You are crazy, I said. 

I thought I would be able to tame, 

But my heart was not game. 

Yet again I was moonstruck. 

Could not say if it was good or bad luck. 

And when clock struck three,  

I thought I must let it free  

and stop the insane spree.  

I was so fixated that I would not rest. 

And went on as long as the joy would last, 

Till I got all the words right. 

And then when I was finally done, 

All I could say was... a-w-e-s-o-m-e! 

About this masterpiece from the maestro's son.

The above was what exactly happened just before, during, and after my attempt to translate the song Kadhal Vaithu... from Deepavali.
Coming soon... 

P.S.: After a few rounds of editing, I removed a few lines from the above piece to give it some twist... :-)

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 Could not say if it was good or bad luck. 

Translation thoughts were firmly stuck.

And when clock struck three,  
I thought I must let it free  
and stop the insane spree. 

So I left the bed,

With the song looping in my head.

I was so fixated that I would not rest. 
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