Forgeting.

Memories rustle

like dried leave of long dead trees.

Time can't wither all.

Season's Greetings

The rains are coming.
The leaves are fresh with vengeance.
The summer has died.

Leaving

I've torn down my home.
To soak in my rainbow,
I must drench in rain.

An Ode to Kratos

Ares and Zeus.. Oh!
The power of circle and square..
Rule on, Cod of War!

An Ode to K. E. B

Power cuts confuse me.
Must I now light a candle
Or go back to sleep?

Protect me, Good Law!

Today, the Karnataka Assembly passed a bill to give a ridiculous idea the title of a law. Hence forth, women of most industries are banned from work post 8 p.m.. The idea, they won't be out, there won't be crime. I thought laws were to make life easier for citizens. Since when is law's role to make life easier for law enforcers?

I won't work post eight.
I'll lose my job, starve to death.
I now feel so safe.

EAT!!!! JUST EAAAATT!

This is dedicated to my visit back home when dad forced me to meet all the relatives I know and don't cos that's what good children do.
I had lunch at the first, icecream and the next, sharbat at the third and when I was about to puke, the fourth host announced I was to have pulao or he would be offended.

With lots of resilience, I landed home, clean underweared, and Dad informed me my grandfather and his ancestors has copulated enough to give me more filling than a taxidermist could feel elated about.

This is for you, my relatives with too much food.


Four houses- one noon.
All of them served heavy food.
'Nother six to go.