Sunday, April 27, 2008
Instead of taking your exams
What were you thinking as it soared
That this is life!
Up up and free!
While the mad city beneath bustles busily
And then you married that fashionable lady
With her skinny knees jutting out through her saree
Huge dangling earrings with superstar shades
And whisked her off to humid islands
Where she fried sambosas
for your afternoon tea
You both grew old together,
Despite the irritations that life invariably throws at you
You both always had dance and romance
threatening to die very soon after the other
Because how, why should you live
with just you.
Now you do, and you must
Even if her song haunts, her image sears
And the evenings seem vapid
Go fly a kite again! Soar up up!
She really really won’t mind
Like that kite, she, too, is free.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Its not what you think
We thought you were one of us
When you are really much better
We’re preoccupied with this and that
Involved in inanities
We are small
While you are as always
Larger than life
And so full of it
So come close
Be with us
We won’t forget, promise