23 September, 2007

Question 8

How does one resolve the contradiction of being an animal lover and a non-vegetarian?

21 September, 2007

pitiful pride

the wounds unravel unhealing themselves
they are her pain-laced threads
the needle stitches an ugly irony
piercing her in, she shrieks in dread
an uneasy calm ebbs in and out
in torrid feverish waves
she writhes and closes weary eyes
pain her master, she his slave
she mutilates herself and tears apart
one wretched thought a time
and all I feel is pity
self-wallowing
all-encompassing
whining
pity

16 September, 2007

Birthday bashing and bukhaar ki bimari


It was Roosi's birthday.

We bashed her with these weird-brown-bordering-on-obscenity-cylinders that Cafe Coffee Day passes off as cushions. It was a "maar saale ko" moment.

I managed to get smacked with cold+cough+fever = horridest illness. Ugh. Some splendid days have silly endings.


05 September, 2007

Business As Usual

People around me are busy falling in love. They have little time for anything else. Entwined hands are falling over one another in their eagerness. Smile-soaked lips are mumbling sweet nothings. Dreams are conjuring themselves out of whims. The sky seems blue, the flowers so red. Oft-repeated anecdotes seem sweeter the third time over.Weariness no longer is a word.


The stray dog at the bus-stop stretches his muddy paws and dreams his little dream. The conductor plays his little madam-ye lijiye-seat-flirt-grin-heh-heh-see-you-tomorrow game. The leaves look brown under their coat of dust. Deadlines continue to keep dangle tantalizingly close. A butterfly flies through the traffic. The monsoons stick to their strike this season.


Me? I'm enjoying finding myself in the middle of inexplicably idiotic situations. As usual.

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