I am scared to write
What I should not write
Even though I know
No one will read it.
Will my #last words be:
Why aren't idiots scared?
#vss365
I am scared to write
What I should not write
Even though I know
No one will read it.
Will my #last words be:
Why aren't idiots scared?
#vss365
Do avoid me when I am
honest
irritating
sensible
tense
obstreperous
recalcitrant
yearning,
ah yes,
the future will decide history,
the past a track
for the present to choose,
to the #lantern far away,
a mirage,
a nowhere we like to call somewhere.
#acrostic
#vss365
"Class, tell me the dictum you follow and the person responsible for that."
(Silence.)
"Arjun?"
"I #wander, and I am always lost. Tolkien."
"You have to make him roll in his grave, of course! How about you, Swapna?"
"I am, therefore I think. Descartes."
"Et tu?"
#vss365
The bereft did not say to the happy couple:
"We aren't unlike,
An aneurysm
or,
A mindless mishap
separates us,
Our gods #see eye to eye,
You could become our doppelganger in spirit,
But then,
One of that double-act
Always dies,
But then,
Why are we
Already erased?"
#vss365
"Love has only one problem. The guy has to know what he wants."
"What do you want?"
"You. I love you, Swapna."
"What do you want, Arjun?"
"Your notes."
"Love has only one problem. Men are like a moth to a #flame, literally not figuratively."
#vss365
I tried to rebel by wearing shorts to Malabar Hotel, braving the rabid on the way unsettled by any bare flesh.
There, that Wednesday, Rajappan and Kutty shared a cutlet. Then, decades #forward, she got down on one knee and proposed to him. We chanted, "Kutty Rajappa".
#vss365
We crossed bridges without reason, stood silent within cathedrals, watched Murano’s glassblowers #shape dreams.
"There is a weird romance everywhere," I said.
She did not respond. We knew it was meant for couples holding hands. Couples like us seemed incongruous there.
#vss365
from my short story 'Touch':
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2013/12/touch.html
Every year, on new moon's day in the fifth month, the kind god of the temple on the hill shares a feast with his dearest sons (and, that role fell on the fatherless).
At 19, I was here.
Today, I am here to hold the #hand of my 4-year-old son. Before he has that feast.
#vss365
from my short story 'The Feast':
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2014/07/the-feast.html
I don't like shadows,
I say to the crow.
#Bear them like memories,
The crow says to me.
We nod sagely
And smother giggles,
We are honest
About all.
We watch the sunset,
Like true companions.
You are bad for love,
We think aloud.
#vss365
For Larkin, sex began in 1963.
For me, chat has gone to RIP.
Emojis, memes, gifs, words,
A senseless scrabble for an ass.
Can't she read my eyes,
Lip read when I can't speak?
All I can offer her is 😊,
Know not what it is,
AI genie calls it:
dic pic from dic hed.
#poem (no!)
My best friend Winston suffers from congenital impersonation of the wrong kind.
He came to school as a #scotsman. Wearing his sister's tennis skirt. Speaking like the queen (those above, rest her soul) with constipation.
He is now a godman with a large following.
#vss365
Along with the first beautiful sight came a bitter thought. He was surprised by the vehemence of that unexorcised #demon.
Like the aftermath of a forgiven extramarital affair, everything will appear fine. But it will never be the same, never forgiven, never forgotten.
#vss365
Just too tired to write!
This is from an old 'travelogue' of mine:
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-tellers-sabbatical.html
"Which do you prefer: digital or #analogue love?"
"Fuzzy."
"Why?"
"It's the imprecise info that matters."
"How?"
"It explains the stuttering progress."
"Are you talking about sex or love?"
"Both."
#vss365
"Be a dutiful descendant," my wife said.
"Oh no, be a good ancestor," my daughter said.
"Be true to yourself," yours truly said. "Forget about everyone else."
For #aeons, the curse
On truthful ones: "Thou shalt face
Two battering rams."
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
My dearest Arjun,
Wish you a speedy #recovery.
Love,
Yours,
Swapna
ps. Are you wondering whether you are sick? Or, recover from what? Hope this does not spoil your sweet sleep. Tschuss.
#vss365
"Let me show you around."
"I will see it on my own."
"Do what you want."
He stormed out. She wanted to tell him to stay.
It was a #cosy room. The dark furniture strangely blending well with the chrome AV system and the leather armchairs perfect for a hugging couple.
#vss365
from
an old (long and meandering) short story of mine:
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2012/06/footsteps-in-dark.html
"Kids, where do you see yourself 5 years from now? Arjun?"
"Ma'am, I will be a craniologist. If Hamlet could say so much with one #skull, I will definitely have lots to say."
"Ah! Swapna?"
"Ma'am, I'll be far away from Arjun."
"Class, hush! Stop shouting same here."
#vss365
I was searching for your photo,
The one I will never find.
No, I don't want that photo,
The one with a thousand images.
Let me write these #endless words,
And forget how you looked at me.
A reflection of a passing cloud,
Waiting for the ripple for the end.
#vss365