Sometimes...

Sometimes, while I walk the forlorn road,
I wonder y am here aboard
What could be the thoughts behind
that leave us see our hearts such grind

I earn the money and I earn the richness
but i, the vanquisher, imprison my own happiness
I move away from the splendor acquired
abode abandoned and my wild ego wired

I move across the mountains and kingdoms
And know the other rulers n discover their wisdoms
I now realize, I had been evading things already held in life
Just to see my feet rearward drive

I hence decide to conquer the strayed happiness,
n pledge to get back the lost, in all earnestness
while i power back to enter the loop vicious
i see the time end n lose my life pretty atrocious!

Hypocrites! Huhhh !

Well, I have hated the hypocrites all my life n I just hate them…! why do you have to act something that u r not! Try n be urself… no matter what u r…no matter who u r…n no matter where u r…!

Remember the story… the man who cud speak 1000 languages as fluently as any native wud…he lies to ppl about his native language for reasons better known to him n those who actually remember the story…He decides to challenge the kingdom to reward the guy who could guess his mother tongue aptly. The knowledgeable king decides to take up the challenge n plans to kick him hard while the guy is deadly asleep… the man screams n yells ‘aaaai ga’ n the kingdom celebrates the success…!

Well, the moral of the story is that, like all, this man too has an inner conscience that governs the subconscious brain thats just like a thread spawned (for better understanding) inside him n says to him, “hey guy u speak marathi, n that’s what u are!”. N ur inner conscience just cant lie! Heeeheeee…

I remember standing at our very own pmt bus-stand and waiting for another crowded bus to come… the 45 degree tilted bus just arrived n I got into the bus… n u know of the pmt busses… they manage to give u an illusion of being blinded n also deafened just the same microsecond! I moved ahead towards the conductor just when this silly lady came ahead n mashed my foot below those mudded slippers…n I yelled at the top of my voice “silly, lost ur brains!!! Vedi aahes kaaaa!” grrr… huhhh! She embarrassed, bent n said “sorry ga maddam”…Well, now those who have been trampled over like that might know the twinge n wud for sure sympathize with me… n even if no one does(sympathize I mean)… I still know that’s how m supposed to react when someone goes insane, n in this way!!

Like the man in the story, I have a (clear) conscience as well, n yess…mine also never lies! Heeeheeee…

I incidentally happen to remember an incident at the grand Blue Diamond Hotel. There was this huuuuge but very stylish, urbane n classy lady, whose face hid, deep below those 6 nerolac layers… enuff to paint my whole 1600 sq ft house… (the rented one I mean… n the one for which my sis pays! ) I just saw her looking at me n tried smiling back… basic etiquettes u c! But I guess her registrations for those corporate free n compulsory etiquette courses had gone for a toss… damn! huhh!!

I sat ordering a coupla things while the massive err… madame just came n huffed me, puffed me from the front n trampled my feet with those high pointed heels n with all the might that she had (!!!!)… now u shud imagine the huge might m talking of…of those heavy pounded nerolac layers! A tiny squeal nearing a whisper, but with a lot of poise, n an expansive smile trying to hide the lethal pain I felt, came out of me n I said, “dun worry! that’s ok :)” ! n I meant that because I dint want to sound loutish! Happens! Wat if she dint apologize! M sure she wud have, had it occurred to her mind! That actually was ok with me. U ppl ! Huhhh !

By the way, what do ppl mean when they say “A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory”! Ne clues?

Grapes... always sour !

Yesterday, while I sat down sitting idle on the relaxed office chair… I saw this tiny green colored insect wriggling its body back and froth trying to do something… My nasty head instantly thought of trampling it rite there…just then, i saw it wiggling about 2 inches in the front, towards me and looking straight into my eyes! It started giving me such unvarying stares that I actually had to try looking away uneasily… I looked back at the insect after a few seconds and it still was staring rite into my eyes…not able to take this question on my self-esteem, I felt like flattening it rite there… But besides being the mightier one, I also was the more sensible one. I decided to retort nattily by staring at it in the same way as it did… both of us looked into each others eyes for seconds, minutes, n gladly not hours… none prepared to look away… none prepared to lose…! My grit thrilled me, his devastated me!

The game made me troubled… yet…since i had to feed the small ego of mine in some way, n this being the most undemanding of all… I kept staring at the insect the same way as it did… the thought of triumph was already hovering over my mind... just then I cud hear someone calling out my name, n I desperately wished that it weren’t my boss n I knew it certainly had to be my boss…n I wasn’t wrong… I wish I cud still move on with the game… but sadly besides feeding my ego, I also had to feed my l’ll stomach n m glad I actually think this way…

I went off to my boss’s cabin and came out after a while just to see the insect winking once as if to say, hey lets start it again! Me disturbed with the idea, tried to fly it off… n this guy flew up above my head n continued staring at me from his new conquered spot… it left me amazed to see the insect such fearless, arrogant and stubborn… not willing to give up...the grit such adamant, the drive such sanguine. With a certain sense of awkwardness, i finally decided to carry on with my work… n forget this very ridiculous, unimportant n insignificant creature!

I had always hated the grapes for their sourness n I always shall...!

the lines on her tiny palm

Congratulations, yell their throats,
U have a girl and shud love her loads
Wat if it wud have been merrier had it been a guy
U still can feed her though ur eyes incredibly lie

The girl shall school n get a huge degree
With it in ur hand she has pleased the decree
But the girl shall still work home n make u proud
For shes obeyed the time-honored rules stout

The girl shall grow and look such dazzling
U shall marry her to a guy just as stunning
The girl shall cook for the guy n family
The guy would earn n love her uncannily

This is how I comfort the heart in me
when I hold the gal n see my serenity flee
for I myself have lived the life of a girl
and it pains to see my child’s life such whorl

I wish I hadn’t had a birth this life
For had I been a man, I wunt have known the strife
I implore I had nicer ways to get bak my calm
n wish could erase the lines on her tiny palm…