Saturday, July 23, 2005

Monotones

Meals from the bin,
newspaper for warmth
target of pity -
or worse, the distrust
Trampled hope,
monotones in life!


Life is monotonous
said full bellies
living in splendour unappreciated.
Hues, brushstrokes, rainbows
elude jaded eyes,
how does one paint
when blind by choice


Seeking signs
they plucked the poor flower!
In search of miracle
will they ever see
genie within, magic in their hand?


Will they? Won't they?
Will they?
How will the petals fall?

Silent symphony

Dancing laughter
pirouettes to silent music
drums of the yellow orb
and shimmering strains
drizzled by moonlight violin
rhythms of the tides too,
never missed half a beat.

The dancer was led
to the floor of grass and spunky weeds
children and flowers rivaling each other
who will spin more dreams
silently stood they, the magnificent
deserts, oceans and night-sky
reminding the one who waltzes
the ecstasy in stillness around him

Water

Water in motion
serenely still at times
living and exploding
with lives within
did I just describe
a sea, a lake a river
or was it just me
and you perhaps…

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Internal violence

day after day
and beyond day…
rape and plunder committed
on you and me
aided, abetted
by you and me



(with some changes...didn't know which one prefered so have kept them both here)
day after day
and beyond day…
raped and plundered
you and me
aided, abetted
by you and me

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Writers ware

A writer displays
awaiting

response
bouquets
awards
rewards
suggestions

and silently accedes
his growth to critics

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Rebirth

words
in a heap

cajole
command
summon
threaten
convey
entice

and a writer is reborn again!

Sunday, July 17, 2005

First Kiss

Unexpected,
the touch
Unfathomed,
the intent
Bent head, touch of lips
Magic?
But there was no sleight of hand!

Games played

Its not me
Not my words
*see....no ego*

....and I wait for response

What a Life

Working Hard
Playing Hard
Thinking Hard
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Life is Hard !

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Nonsense !

so now you want
to make sense
of all the non-sense
lived everyday?

I am peaceful !

Silly Fool
Feeling so balanced
walking the tight rope
stretched on the floor

Thursday, July 14, 2005

What if this really happened ….

“I’ve had it up to my head! I don’t care what everyone says; life sucks and it SUCKS in bold and capital.”

Coming from Rita this was not such a big deal. Something or the other always bothered her. If anyone cared to listen to her, they would assume that she had the worst possible life. If today it was the weather then on a perfect spring day, it was the late metro connection. If everything ran like clockwork in the morning then the incessant chatter of the office boys drove her crazy.

Listening to her became an increasingly painful exercise in learning patience and keeping one’s mouth shut. Everyone around her could be categorized as expert in the art of listening. What could they do? She had the personality and she was the boss. The worst was, she could charm anyone within no time, of course if she so desired. Oh why did she have to have a winning smile too?

Like all days, today too, she found something to crib about - the traffic. The slow pace of the vehicles was in complete contrast to the rapid volley of acidic comments. To top it, just as Vikas, the driver, neared the traffic light, lights turned orange. Throwing caution to wind, she instructed him to drive on. Slightly horrified, he knew better than to argue, and so drove through the changing light.

It was a bad day…

Other side of the crossing, a traffic policeman stopped them. With a flourish and a grin of anticipation, he asked for the driving license. Taking it, he started writing the ticket all the while reading a riot act to Vikas. Poor man, what could he do, he hoped that Rita might be able to charm the policeman to take a bribe and leave them. Reading his mind, she got off the car and walked up to the policeman. Smiling her best smile, she gave a pleading look and let off a litany of ills plaguing her life - the early morning appointment that needed to be kept, the slow moving mumbai traffic, the tension of being a single lady trying to manage everything and much more.

While she was in the middle of her spiel, something about the reaction of Vikas and the policeman, forced her to break off. They were both looking askance at her. She wondered why. With a curt look, the policeman asked her to pay up the fine; an air of non-approachability was very apparent. Recognising its finality, she paid up the fine, and indicated to Vikas to step on the pedal.

The clients were already waiting for her in the conference room. Cursing under her breath, she again put on her best smile and breezed in. Extending her hand in welcoming shake, she apologized for her lateness. Again something in the bearing of the clients made it apparent that they were not charmed. Putting the thought aside, she started her presentation. The presentation went off well but the clients seemed a little non-responsive. There was a barrier, an aloofness that she was not used to encountering especially when she had turned her charm on full throttle.

Perhaps it was really a bad day…

Long after the clients had left, she went to the bathroom to repair the ravages of the day. She looked into the mirror to repair the lipstick. Her arms suddenly dropped. The lipstick bounced on the floor.

She realised she had lost her smile…

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Musings of a monkey
Rushing through each day
man had no time
For Life

Monday, July 11, 2005

Betrayal




a smile,
a hug
your arms around me
and then...
a knife in the back!

a smile,
a hug
my arms around you
and then
a stab of bewilderment!




Silence

suspended between
sounds and silence
I seek
silence that speaks

Ungrateful

A heart, a mind
a world that is kind
a tongue that wags
a nose that smells
a touch that warms
and eyes that see
Yet lonely I am as one can be!

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Winters

Delightful dancing, music by my teeth
O' glory of shivers and smoking breath
Corner of unclothed curse the smile-less sun

Friday, July 08, 2005

Discovery


Love for you
revealed someone…
Me


with change of one word, how the meaning changed.
Still discovery and yet...



Love for you
revealed a gem…
Me