Phone calls deluge
calling off at the first ring
charges being the issue .
Resolved not to call back
the caller anymore at any
cost
as I am charged too.
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Month: February 2014
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The Dashboard
Dashing through the board
I hit upon the dashboard
which has a record of mine
that being my posts in a twine
all that be the views for the day
the comments in a way
all in one form and design
that has been great and dwarf
with that of my counterparts
who do shine far more superior
greater in their popularity
and greatest in their reach
I see them with wide open eyes
as the dashboard tells them
with a statistics and graph
t
hat has been a straight hit
that takes me by bit
and prompts me to rummage through
with a reinforced gusto all over.
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A Yarn Of Intensity
There being a monument
built of pale 
red stones
standing magnificent
on the side of the road
looking beautiful .
Stopped by to have a look
the interior was fascinating
with a lovely embellishment
all on pillars and ceilings
a creative splendour .
The doors with adornments
intricate and pretty
the flooring shining and inlaid
with design art
made it even more attractive.
Any work of art
be it architecture or painting
they have an intimacy
that go to spin
a yarn of intensity.
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The Skin Over You
Skin tells your story
a read tells me so
that took me by surprise
as I read it by chance.
Being your personal medical practitioner
skin having been with you all time
growing old with you too
knowing what goes within you.
A discoloration in your face
be the forehead , cheeks, nose
it tells you in its own way
there be a deficiency around.
The wrinkles and lines
you see not only in your face
that which we pa attention
but also elsewhere is indicative.
They say that there is a mishap
a great break down is somewhere
have to peruse the article deeply
ascertaining the areas o
f drawbacks .
it gave me a lively read
that which tells us what we need
as we could get things alright
if we keenly get through.
This being a revelation
wanted to share it to all
so I come in the morning
to be with you all in timing.
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Not A Mere Tree.
The tree over there
rustles in the wind
with its branches moving
and the leaves making a noise
that is so minute and soft
not heard by many
but those who lend their ears
get an inordinate delight
as if some music is on
accompanied by the cadence of wind
punctuated by the movement of the branches
added up by the cackling of birds
backed up by the humming of isects
all beckoning you to a fete ‘
that goes unheard all the most
as we be preoccupied in our nest
held up by the daily chores
glued to the idiot box
addicted to the computer
missing the ecstasy there
that is being convened yonder
not very far from our precincts
where we pay nothing at all
but gain a lot with no interrogation
appeasing the mind and body.
Parks are breaks
man-made with great stake
for you to take 
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The Driest Weather
The drying yard looked parched
the washed clothes quickly dried
the pathway was horribly hot
the man stood there all caught
not in the rain that drenched
but under the sun that scorched
pivoted to the centre of the road
with cars on either side of the board
he could not move hastily all the way
creeping and negotiating through possible ways
he half burnt and more or less dead
reached home and flung on his bed
totally dehydrated and almost panting
as his wife rushed to him worrying
fed him with lot of plain water and juice
which relieved him from the bruise
resulting out of excessive heat .
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The Bondage
The house keeper comes on time
no matter it is rain or shine
speaks a few words gently
and goes about his work
tending to the artefacts
that are on display
talking to them casually
as he has known them for long
wiping them with care
placing them in place
polishing them when needed
all so smoothly and in no hurry
systematically clearing the cobwebs
cleaning the window panes and finally the floors
which do shimmer and shine
exhibiting his skill in doing so
a fine gentleman I have seen
talking very few words
as I have said earlier
demanding nothing all the way
given anything extra
for his long hours if he stays
politely refuses to take it
saying that it is his duty
a man I claim to be my own
as he had been with me for years together
I might have been deceived by my siblings
and cheated by my 
in-laws
but these kind of people
have ever remained faithful to me
I am now a few millions less than those
born out of the same womb
but the reward I find
you might chuckle and smile
is in the nature of such people
who have stayed with me
through my days good and bad
being not very much educated
the work force i have
serve me with loyalty a
while I value the bondage great.
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Hey ! Normal Day
The day with a peculiarity
not one with the day-to-day
very different from the daily
that being one of an event
might sound very odd and silly
but it being true and genuine
the wake up for the day
being very early before sunrise
when still there being a little darkness
with the sun seen nowhere
it is an experience by itself
having the early morn for yourself
with none to share the bliss
not even the birds being out
nor any sign of human movement
with the dogs after the vigil
sleeping pretty heavy in the porch
a delightful ecstasy it is
and having been alive for so long
this day becomes unusually important
with beautiful interpretation
that could be better felt than expressed. 
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The Cook’s Delight.
The chip chop in the kitchen
with the cook getting on the run
he always in a hurry
as if some one is ravenously hungry
or be a school going kid preparing to get ready
wanting his breakfast on the table
or be so an executive running g high
as time is flying in a speed
with the breakfast getting late
with no such identity in the vicinity
the cook turns frantic in the early morn
pulling the knives from their place
banging the pans with a sound
cutting the onions in speed
while som fall down unable to cope
he shrieks and murmurs himself
chiding the onions for having slipped
and scolding the carrots for being too thick
as the milk vendor comes in with a whistle
the cook’s next human target
who shouts at him at the top of his voice
crying that his morning tea has been delayed
running to the stove to place the kettle
doing all this with a precipitation
for no reason what soever
as the master of the house is in the patio
reading the morning newspaper
and who has not the habit of sipping the tea
as he breaks his fast daily
after taking his morning bath
well over nine in the morning
the cook wanting to finish the day work
wishing 
to chit-chat with the staff
who turn up for duty at nine in thee morning.
What a show it is every morn
a drama in real life seen without a penny.
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