Monday, October 12, 2009

My extended family...


My family made me who I am… I love my family.. I know for sure…
But then these angels..add on to life… a little thank you note for a family god forgot giving me… yet fate ensured was meant to be


I close my eyes..!!
And block that noise…
No.. the monster’s are out..
He who shouldn’t be named is long gone..
And all the jerks gone too…
There’s no wolf between me and you…

Feels like I am feeling the unheard …
Feeling blown out by winds of unseen…
No voids left.. sorrows seem like they’ve never been…
Everything’s perfect.. Every hue in the correct place…
Those so-called crayons of life.. humbug..!! don’t need your grey streaks..
Just three little piggies and 3 stars to add on…

In no specific order…
I love you all more than anyone else can ever..
And I love it when you scold me for not keeping well…
And when you promise the wolf’s going to hell…
I love it when you correct my jinxed up pronunciations…
And also when you get irritated trying your best not to show..that I am damaged..

And continue this list…
I love you for who you are..and who you’ve made me..
I love it when you sweetheart me when tears come knocking around…
And call them jerks.. those who do not love me…
And I love it when you wake through nights…
Listening to me cry about jerks to teaching me chemistry and maths in graveyard hours..!!

You complete me…
And I love you cause in you I see myself..and hate the fact to core
You’ve been here..listening me curse your very own brother..
And you’ve tried gifting me laughs in the weirdest silly ways…
And you’ve stuck on even after all those insults even on your birthday...
And yet you kept quiet..hiding you pain cause you had to protect me.. and lovedme when I was as silly..as silly can be…

You’ve come now… just entered with a bang…
And I love you for your simple way of life and smile…
And I love your promise of walking beyond the very last mile…
And I love your monster theory..your goodnight chuckle..your shining eyes…
I love your promised future.. I love your idea of our special paradise..
And I love the fact of my need to protect you and be protected by your kiddish guard…

You’ve been here.. without a word all these years…
And I love you..cuase you still stand here..even after all that’s changed…
And I love you cuase you just simply know my needs…
And I love you when you know I won’t ever do anything for you…and yet you never stop expecting…
And I love your tear when for me it sheds…that little rascal gets me back to you piercing through each doubt…
And I love the fear I have of you going away.. and the silent prayer that I get you back like the good ol’ times…

You are my angel.. and there are many more.. who just stay around…
There is one who calls me up when he writes new stuff…
And somehow I know he won’t stay forever..
Yet I love it when he just is unfair to others… like a part of me…

And there’s another one…who just came in recently and went even fast…
I was shocked of how she knew everything about me.. like she had been always there silently…
And I don’t even know why was she here…
Yet I shared a lot… like it was all meant to be this way…

And then the cute new ones.. those who meet me in the school..
and those who spend those little moments with me..when they just somehow bring in warmth...
and then the people.. i never knew i'd ever meet..yet grow so close..
with silly little things connecting us...
And orkut requests of.. “didi I dnt think u knw me..but I knw you”
I love all of you.. cause I dunno why..and I dunno how…
But the scars seem to heal forever now…

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The beauty salon...



In the beauty salon…

An uncanny smell of strong ‘sweet’ smell overpowers, eyes bewildered by sudden pink shine
I enter the world forbidden for creatures from species like mine…

The front desk has some lilies, some daffodils and some other stuff with weird names…
And yellow-pink-purple hair display with alien fashionista proclaims …

I wonder..i shiver and I pause my walk..as I enter fighting the nauseating aura..
The front desk has usual pretty Preeti sitting,I request a hair do feeling sinned as some box-less Pandora..

Sure little lady, I’ll ask someone to help you with the options…
We have street cuts,slanted edges..and actually designs to suit the changing seasons…

Seasons..i wonder.. so you blonde em for autumn and bleach em for winter…
Little flowers for the spring and maybe bald-heads for summer…

She smiles.. she thinks.. I was joking all this while…
I am dead serious brethren.. ask her not to SMILE..!!

I gather some courage.. and with all my strength…
With faked surety I pronounce…I err.. I just thought you’d clip em off along the length..

Shocked and disgusted she glares at the alien me…
The stunned stare as if I spilled some soda on the sacred fashion prophecy..

The friendly tone gone.. I no longer was welcomed it seemed…
So we’ll trim em up the ol’ plain way.. she said as her eyes screened…

Maybe her pink dress..suddenly realised my flip-flops,shorts and sports tee..
And her Gucci didn’t actually like my Tommy Hilfiger...or maybe the complete me..!!

SO OH MY GOD..!! was I the satan of the utopian fairy salon…
I slogged behind the pacing her…was I still a human or some over-fried Kentucky bacon..?

Grab that seat ma’am.. our best will soon be here…
‘you’ll learn a new leasson’.. was all I could decipher from that stare…

A French little man.. so longer than me came in soon…
And the pleasant company proved out to be my little boon…

He suggested me some bounced up hair do.. and explained the pro-con…
I was a game for it.. do me any cut except the famous.. ‘dead mower and lawn’((Yeah that rockstar thingy with little spikes in the very middle))

So whatever..it took him some 7 clips and 9 snips and I was told I am done…
A hug and a 1000 bucks.. and I jumped of the chair.. maybe to never return…


But now I wonder.. of who was responsible for these beauty salons..!!
The mail chauvinistic society...you...me… or some extra-terrestrial con.. ?

Whatever it is.. it has to be evil…for the pain of a full body wax beats army boots..
Don’t you dare disagree…
IT IS BOILING WAX..HUMAN SKIN AND HAIR PULLED OFF FROM ROOTS..


((my try at light stuff.. i knw the rhymes get irritating..sing-song ding-dong.. but lol.. it is my sad try at comedy..))