Dear briefs & debriefs,
Brain ko kaise samjhayen?
When it decides to stop, it stops,
It puts up a placard
That says Mental Block.
Closes the shutters
And draws the curtains.
Sits inside
As good as a hostage
Hands tied and mouth stuffed with sock.
My brain – a snoozing chowkidaar
On duty par off-duty
Having a party called Mental Block.
Play practice @ 6:00 am
Brrrr cold.
SGPGI, JNU, Delhi University folk wake up early and head to dewy lawns or amphitheaters to be hit by the first warming rays of the morning sun. Bougainvillea weighs down heavy, blotting the sun with pink and mustard.
And in unflattering but warm sweatshirts, floaters with socked toes or sturdy sports shoes, they practise their plays. Shakuni, Sootradhar, Hamlet, Desdemona, Puck, Pappu ke Papa onstage. Mom, in a scarf, salwar-kameez and a tweed coat directs PGI actors in
Photo of La Martiniere College (School actually); photographer unknown.
keff keff cough
Racked with cold
A stuffy chest
Like a Bwood kaaki
Holding the cot
With white knuckles
Khae khae khae
Windy droughty convulsions
Shudders
A sharp intake
Only to escalate, escalate and escalate
Into a rattling cupboard poltergeist
Reeling back, head swimming
Like arching on snorting some
Arch n crunch, arch n crunch
Clutching the throat, lungs
If only I could crook a finger inside
And scratch it, my lungs
And breathe free once again.
Where the sun, with needle rays?
Finer points
An earlier FB status message should be re-activatable, with its comments' thread intact.
Vacation responders in email should not respond repeatedly to emails from mailing groups.
Biker call
Overtaking people in office-corridor-walks, do you feel like yelling out - "To your left!"?
From ‘Marrying Anita’ by Anita Jain
“Indeed, I’ve met countless young men like them in Spain, Indonesia, Mexico. Shaggy-headed, pot-smoking, guitar-strumming rock junkies who pay more allegiance to the Rolling stones than they do to country, creed or religion. Looking up at these men from my seat, I decide they all belong to Hendrixtan, a country that has been invaded by enemy forces and its population forced to disperse all over the world, creating this diaspora of “Hey man” – greeting, high-fiving males, living among us but really patrons for another cause.”