WHEREAS, He, the LESSOR,
Desires to lease
To me, the LESSEE,
A body.
WHEREAS, the LESSEE
Desires to lease
His property
NOW, THEREFORE,
In consideration
of the mutual promises,
It is hereby mutually agreed
That I may enjoy the premises
Without restraint,
For a lifetime.
So, Help me God.
Thinking outside the box is passe.
Now, immerse inside the box.
No solutions outside the box.
So said our ancients.
Dear 700 crore search engines,
Data is not in the Cloud.
All data indexed within,
And, so said our ancients.
Pretty folks don't love,
Pretty folks only whisper
Sweet nothings.
How do you do it, my friend?
No one ever loves like you.
'Tis spreading soft
But spreading fast,
Don't know how long,
I will last.
Venom has now
Reached my heart,
Her loving had a
Little part.
Swooning heart,
And sinking boat,
Love has got
No antidote.
The vacuum cleaner,
That cleanses the world without,
Sometimes fills the vacuum within.
The vacuum cleaner:
Sometimes it blows,
Often times it sucks.
What is the sound of love?
What is the scent of love?
What is the sight of love?
What is the touch of love?
What is the taste of love?
Is there a sixth sense of love?
The pounding beneath the chest?
The signboard
On the highway,
Where the roads split
Into a 'Y'.
Has seen enough travellers
Some turn left,
Some take the right,
Some dash against the berm ahead.
The paint on it has peeled,
Writings are barely decipherable
Decades of wind and rain.
Some peer tentatively,
Some shout angrily.
But, having taken the turn,
No one returns.
It is said that
Neither the left,
Nor the right,
Holds a U turn ahead.
Scientists are reporting,
That they have invented,
Paperwash!
It's a bit like rainwash,
That washes away the pain,
And the drain
In my neighbourhood.
It is more like wiping
A slate clean.
It is like the duster
That wipes the blackboard clean,
Clean of vestiges of learnings
From before.
'Tis unlike a brainwash,
Which supplants
A dearly held idea of yore,
With just another,
Or, unjust another.
.
In the night between 19th and 20th August, 65 years ago, my late mother brought me into this world. I am today what I am because of my friends and the Army.
But as Beetle Bailey says to his Sarge, I have to take some of the responsibility. Can't put the entire blame on my friends or the Army.
Happy Janmashtami, everyone.
यदा यदा हि धर्मस्य ग्लानिर्भवति भारत। अभ्युत्थानमधर्मस्य तदात्मानं सृजाम्यहम् ॥4-7॥
Whenever there is an ebbing of righteousness and a rising of sinfulness, O Arjun,
At that time I manifest myself on Earth.
Received this mini poster from a friend. Added the 4 lines that are below the mini-poster.
Prepaid, but unlike your mobilephone bill.
As the wages of war get amortized,
There will be some soldier still,
Who will foot the bill.
It is the midweek,
It is the waning moon,
Am I waiting for you
A little too soon?
Our souls are like plastic:
Non degradable,
Only upgradable,
Through many recycles
-read, life cycles-
the chrysalis is peeled
Made open and bare.
Therefore,
Save our Souls
Is a misnomer.
To all the lucky brothers,
Who have sisters,
To all the lucky sisters,
Who have brothers,
Happy Raksha Bandhan.
To those brothers and sisters
Who don't,
There are millions other Indians
Who don't have one either.
Choose one,
Silently.
You could choose the bravehearts
Who became one
With the Triranga today.
But then, you would still remain
Bereft of a brother in this world.
And yet, you would be
Such a proud sister!
Happy Raksha Bandhan!
Have you noticed?
Love triangles are never
Equilateral.
Often times they're right angled,
Which would be so comic,
If it were not so tragic,
Love triangle, and rightly angled?
No tilt will work!
There are no happy endings
(at least, for one of the vertices)
In love triangles.
We are in the same boat.
Whether she is sailing smooth,
Whether she has sprung a leak,
Still, ever the best ship.
Happy 'nother day of friendship!
My Pole Star
Was under a cloud,
So, I asked Google
For directions -
To my True North.
Google didn't have an answer.
I can't wait for the cloud
To go away,
I will find my way,
Blindfolded, but with your heart.
Perhaps I'll ride
My own longitude,
And find my True North.
