Category: thoughts

I find petite figures on the wall.
Some are modern art.
Few  resemble dance postures.

I watch them for a while,
as they waltz merrily.
with the breeze
.
They look pale and fragile.
Each one  is distinct.
Intensive in most places.

Clothed in light beige,
the attire lacks sheen.
torn in places.

Around the light fixtures
and in the intersections
I see them suspended.

In haste strike them
with the vacuum cleaner.
The best of them go inside.

Settle  exhausted.
unaware of the hanging garden
of Babylon right over my head.

It is home, I cherish.

The comforts I enjoy
might not be luxurious,
the food I relish,
may not be sumptuous,
the bed where I recline,
will not be gorgeous,
the garden where I walk
would not be picturesque,
the work force I employ
seem to be mediocre,
the cars I have
are medium-sized,
the area I live
has turned noisy,
the place of my abode
swelters  and suffocates

Nevertheless, I love my home,
Why? perhaps,
being my own.

Passwords keep changing
month after month
in net banking.

Unable to remembe.
They are alphabetic, numeric
with cases upper and lower.

They distract, one
forgest them, make
things chaotic- a pandemonium.

Any prompts, any storing
prove a failure.,have to delete
and add then and there, arduous task.

Eight and thirteen are unlucky.
Number nine works wonders.
Eleven is auspicious
hundred is great,
go the numbers.

The full moon day holds marvels,
new moon denotes growth.
The day after these two moons
is the most dreaded,
that be the call of the days.

Each number has a value,
while eight is bad to the majority
turns significant to the Chinese
they fear the relevance of nine
a disparity felt at once.

The days of the week carry a prominence.
Tuesdays ans Saturdays are not good.
The others bring cheer and prosperity,
a belief that has been constant
through the centuries.

These are the considerations,
as the mind is its own master,
can make a hell of heaven
a mountain of a molehill, forget
such crossings and move forward.
 

Cine artists choose to govern
a make up distinctive
awkward and ghastly.

Blue, red, green and yellow
appear in the sky. A spectacle
splendid and exciting.

The red haired bunny rises
timid. The kids jump in glee,
a celebration unfolds.

The green parrot,
soars  with a squeak,
creates an aura of bluish green.

The slow sailing fish
swims in the air
a noiseless rhythm.

The temple festival turns
a carnival. The balloon seller
entertains. He makes money.

Indian tea is with milk.
Sugar, ginger and cardamom
add taste and flavour.

This drink invigorates
extends an energy
hard to communicate.

I do not refrigerate
like to go for fresh one
a discipline I follow.

It helps most days
when guestscome,
my stock falls short.

I procure milk  in a sachet
from the nearby store, except
on circumstances I envisage difficulty.

My good fortune, I obtain the quantity.
The beverage brews intense
with a scintillating aroma.

I tie  flowers in the evenings
place the sequence on the idols,
and pray.

Easy to string the delicate “pichis ”
with  long stems than “mallis”
that have short ones.

Significant for their fragrance
the white flowers add to the
aura of divinity.

I make a small strand for me
hang round my tiny hairdo
a practice from my childhood.

With flowers in bamboo baskets,
I fasten them together, perhaps
a half an hour work.

Perform the ritual with passion,
am incapable of sharing
the exhilaration.

A hectic day it is.
Claims and disbursements
keep me engaged .

A siesta in the afternoon
is my routine. Have to forsake
the liberty this day.

I am on the phone, this moment
at the computer the next, into
the store room  and at the gate.

The internal duties make
me run, while that in business
drive me crazy.

It is dusk, am on my toes
Setting  aside the assignments,
throw myself on to the bed.

I am off for  the day.

Singing to myself,
I walk past the path.

The enormous trees on the promenade
stand still and straight.

“Salutations to you,
noble souls, I confide.

Overwhelmed I move
forward. Tears drop.

The cheeks turn wet.
I address them,

“Your grace is wonderful,
your generosity is unsurpassable.

The many uses of you
throng my mind.

The shelter you extend
to humanity attains prominence”.

I can go on and on,
for limiltless period.

Neem, mango, and coconut
trees grew with me.

Look fine and strong,
evolvea fortitude

I have become  weak
ineffective to withstand the times.