..I muse and muse myself to sadness,
Once more I pour my wine, and singing aloud,
Await the bright moonrise.
My song is ended--
What troubled my soul?--I remember not"

From my favourite Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai, 8th century. Translated by Shigeyoshi Obata. 2/2

We didn't discuss that. But thinking now, true. Ending with the absurdity of life.

Tamil
குறுந்தொகை 43

”செல்வார் அல்லர்” என்று யான் இகழ்ந்தனனே;
”ஒல்வாள் அல்லள்” என்று அவர் இகழ்ந்தனரே:
ஆயிடை, இரு பேர் ஆண்மை செய்த பூசல்,
நல்அராக் கதுவியாங்கு, என்
அல்லல் நெஞ்சம் அலமலக்குறுமே 5.

Reminded me of the Kurunthokai poem written 2000 odd years ago

Kurunthokai 43

Thinking “he won’t go” I was aloof;
thinking “she won’t agree” he was aloof too;
our big egos led us to bicker then;
my pained heart wallows in misery now,
as if from a Cobra’s sting. 4/

Placeholder lyrics he originally wrote

'Scrambled Eggs
Oh my baby how I love your legs'

After having a chuckle, I read the lyrics of the song. This stanza particularly resonated

'Why she had to go I don't know, she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday' 3/

Considered the most successful song ever (in terms of no of covers), the tune came to Paul McCartney in his sleep.He woke up and wrote place holder lyrics for the tune. Later he wrote it into his greatest song.

Final version

Yesterday
All my troubles seemed so far away 2/

Thank you :-)

Proof of the bread is in its slices.

And to think that this will be in Coimbatore this weekend..

Are you going to watch the Netfllix series