Thursday, June 11, 2015

Old Post

Tick tock on the clock
But the party won' stop, no!

The alarm on my phone goes, full volume.
I hit the snooze button and snuggle a little deeper inside my three layers of blankets.

Fifteen minutes get over in a blink and there goes Keisha on my phone again. I hit the 'stop' button this time.It's been twelve hours since the clock struck eight. It's been a week since the last Monday Morning Blues.

So I go against my heavy eyelids and struggle to get up. I shiver with the January chills.
Slipping into the nearest sweater and slippers, I groggily walk towards the bathroom.

If it was any colder this tap would've supplied me icicles. The temperature of water flushes down all my sleepiness and puts my anti-freeze mechanism on alert, I race through my morning routine and come back to my room. But it's not over yet. There's one more thing to be taken care of...

Leave  it Nripa, the pg doesn't have a geyser, you'll die of cold.
But you've done that loads of times before, nothing happened.

Brahmin daughter chucking out' bath' from her routine? Mommy won't be happy.
Mommy doesn't need to know.

What will your friends think?
Emptying bottles of deodorants is their idea of a bath.

Sleepy face?
Some moisturizer and kajal should do the trick.

But it's only a matter of minutes!
I'll adjust with an extra long bath tomorrow.

It's been twenty four full hours.
And I shampooed and scrubbed so well yesterday. It's winters, I didn't sweat.

You could heat some water on the electric heater you own.
There's a global water crisis. I should help preserve water,

God is watching you!
He has mercy on his children

It's getting late, be done with your bath now.
It's getting late, I should avoid the whole prospect of a bath.

Your roommate will know, what will she think?
Good point. Maybe I can preten..

Oh you stubborn little thing you! Think of all the germs!
I'm building resistance.

You will make this a habit.
Won't. Pinky promise.

What happens next?

May



The frustrating frenzy
The flying currency
The to and fro
Impressive consequences.

Missing your moment
While flying high
Coming down to create new ones
You feel the moment on your skin
Like an itch.

Peeping moonshine
Romantic dinner
Delicious kisses
And tangible forms that love you

Battling loneliness
By sitting with friends
Who themselves are lonely
There’s no such thing as
Drinking down your sorrows.

A change in the design of your life
In a frivolous fortnight

Are you happy that you are happy?

Let's play the Shadow Game.



Let's play the Shadow Game.