Used to be

I used to be me
.
But I am someone
.
I am not used to
.
Someone
.
I do not know
...
..
.

Love

"There is no one other than you
I am most comfortable with you

With you around, I dont see anyone
With you around, I dont need anyone
With you around, I am most secure

My love is eternal,
Dies with me"

said she.

He asked her
to open her eyes
she refused.

And time cured her insanity.

Then she opened her eyes
to the world
All past went absurd.
.
.

doggone days

Yes, (My) dogs are gone.

Even though I dont own the dogs, I always call them my dogs. With them around, no down to earth burglar, goonda, criminal of any kind, or even the good old innocent looking passerby would dare to enter the compound. There aint any kennel house, and they were never tied in their entire life!!! (Yes, except when they are given a bath)

Sigh.. they are gone.

With the death of my house owner, (I live on the top floor) his wife, now 71, was left alone, with my company and the two dogs. And you can guess what my company is like. So she decided to move to chennai, to her sister.(Not entirely because of my company) And the dogs were sent to a dog loving family in Thrissur. One was a BIG black LAB, the other one a breed even the finest dog breeder will fail to understand. The only things these dogs are afraid of is the friendly neighbourhood tom cat, who loves to slap them once in a while!! Yes, I aint joking!!

Anyway, they are gone. Truth is really depressing.
More depressing, I have to find a new house!!

Woman.

I wish this species never walked Earth. Even though that would make me homosexual.
No .. there are other options. Man should have been uni sexual. like the amoeba??

I dont know if the emotion can be called hate. The male of the species have not irritated me this much. Right from the ages of Cleopatra, woman has been the root cause of many wars, bloodsheds, mutiny, and all kind of disasters man can think of. (Oxford recently changed the proverb. the new version says - behind every war, there is a woman.) Still, women refuse to discontinue the tradition, and they follow it with all pride, as if it is their birth right. No, I never engaged in any kind of war, quarrel, dogfight, catfight, word fight, or any fights whatsoever in the name of a woman, but i did have a great deal of broken relationships. And as I approach the age, when every MAN is supposed to tie the "knot", i am digging out reasons for not doing so. Here are some...

1) Very, very expensive
2) Needs protection 24x7
3) High maintenance
4) Least on brain, high on gossip
5) Talks when she should be silent
6) And vice versa
7) Cant possess more than one.. its catastrophe!!
8) Stores the biggest weapon against men .. sex
9) And uses it against men to get things done... grrrrrrr

as always, more contributions are invited from more experienced, unlucky men.

I am not a women hater.. (Even though i love to hate them)

But i wish they evolve.. and gave men more space...
sigh.. except for the periods and pregnancy..

its a womans world!!!

.

May be - II

Yes, he says he is fine.
Yes, he says he aint fine.

Yes, he says he need love
Yes, he says he hate love

Yes, he loves to be alone
Yes, he hates to be alone.

He is
Just being happy
In being sad.
May be thats why.

The difference

We can set our dreams, to make the world a better place. We shed out tears, when we see the down trodden. We lend our helping hand to the old lady down the street. Food is offered to the hungry, empty kid. We extend a holding hand to the lonely, tearful soul. We sympathize and empathize with the people we feel sad of.

Some of us want to make the world a better place.

And yes, the old lady died happily. And the kid never felt hungry again. The lonely heart lived life with lots of love around. Yes, we made some of them feel better.

And then years passed by. As we all go back to our place in the universe, it becomes so obvious..

Even if we shell out the kindest acts of sympathy, or turn into Mother Teresa (with all due respects to the fine lady), or cry hard for Mother earth(Yes, i do love nature), the world remains the SAME!!!

It doesnt matter if the kid died of hunger.. it doesnt matter if the world turned utopia while we died. It doesnt matter if the world exists for the human species.

The sun still shines the same. Come what may.

Change the world syndrome? Fair and unfair world? exam depression? Love lost?

eh?

Geliophobic - III

Getting used to
being one.

Geliophobic - II

One of the quickest learners
of being one.

The lessons

Life doesnt teach
the same lesson
to everyone.

then why is it that
we have to learn
the same lessons
at school??

Bad guys

Bad guys can

...cheat
...get drunk
...sleep with anyone they want
...be free of emotions
...forget about family
...be a hermit
...do what they want to

"good" guys cant!!!

still, why is it that everyone want to be a good guy???

Misrepresentation

.
Truth could be depressing
.

may be thats why
.
they invented
.
misrepresentation
.

Wiping them tears - the easy way

The main caption goes: "Jesus will wipe your tears, at Kaloor Stadium Ground, on 4th october"

Wonder if we have to bring the towel along??

The last straw

The feeling of
Burning them all
and holding on
to the last one
half burn..

The Dead End

What are the possible options
Once you are in front of
this shiny yellow board

Geliophobic

In the process
of being one.

Aint the same

Its been a long long time
since i last stared at the mirror
Its been a long, long time
since i felt my face

Times have changed
and skin have changed
vision have changed
and feelings have changed

Can see more
from left to right
can feel less
from skin to skin

cant talk straight
from heart to heart
can think straight
from me to me

Cant see things
What my kin seems to see
cant hear voice
that my kin seems to hear

I see the dark, obscure face
staring back, behind the mirror
I caress my face, my skin
They aint anyway the same

The things we need

By the time we are sure of
the things we really need
we have all things we don't
and its time to go.

What you get

Its when you get something
that you know
what you have been giving.

The Thought

"You are not what i thought you are!!"
well, it was your thought, not mine!!!

The price

Sometimes,

the price you might have to pay
for dreaming a dream of your dreams
could be the dream itself