Wednesday, April 1, 2009

the fuzzy logic of lights
the hazy dawn of memory

my daddy strongest
my daddy dearest.
he walks on stones.
i enjoy the comfort of his shoulder.

where the streets, once had names.
and now they are written in fonts that don't make sense.
and they say, "go back to where you belong. this is ours."

wish i could say to them, " this entire nation is mine. and yours. you stayed here since time immemorial. how much of the mother tongue do you know?"

when the wood, steel, ceramic and cloth come together in perfect harmony, what you have is a beautiful restaurant where the colours compliment the sunlight that streams in. Gladly, the scene remains untouched b'coz the humans don't tarnish it with their appreciation.


do you know how carefully one has to position oneself between as many squares of cement? you won't know! you have the clasps of your soft beds to hold you down.
'reshmi salwar kurta jaali da'

now the caps replace the ghungats
serve different purposes also. why, oh why do we forget that?
let me breathe in the silence!
let me breathe!
let the sand fly to the worlds beyond!!
let them tell their own story, fool the wise!
i sit!
and i breathe in the silence!
They were brothers who were born in different houses; in different times. Fate brought them together. They work under the same tyrant, not knowing that they had shared in another world, the lives and dreams of kings. They are no better than a glorified common labourer.
she plays a game of hide and seek. she melts in to the reality and then transforms into reality. With a disarming smile and a willy look, she can steal your heart in an instant. When she returns it, you know you survived it easy. She could break your heart with her smile. You know you came of easy.
The wag of a tail, the grin of a dog and you lose your heart.
The whimper of want, the whi
ne of loneliness and you want to be hugged.
The innocent peep for he doesn't know what goes on around him.
& You want to set him free.