Visual Resumes could also be slighta corny like this, huh? Whatever it is, the mind map-ish idea, more than the presentation, is tempting. I'm going to work on quite a few. For the kicks and for the corporates. Ooh, yea.

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I doubt there's anything worthy that I can offer as poetry. At least now.

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It's only a man, only a man who can embark on a voyage and discover new lands, off tumultuous seas.
Only a man can dream beyond wordly ties. Only a man can have a dream spread across the vagaries of his open eyes. Only a man can sleep in peace, like a child, with all of these.

:)

#Inspiration: The "Storms at Sea" edition of Raging Planet. #dimensional

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Boy are there people who find Kafka depressing, absorbing and even 'identify' with his characters (fine, I was one long ago, but hey, I'm over that)! He sure was having a whale of a time out of the 'existentialists' that existed then. His works have such seasoned crabby humour.

Am I missing something, or is this why people actually like him? Or is this why he is an existential writer? :|

Nigh

Lying down beside my window,
I saw
Two sparrows circling about
just a little over the coconut tree;
way below the now placid skies.

Welcome!

My word

I love you (too).

I haven't been letting you down. Will not.
*You* would now say result =1. Assuredly Update: Not yet.

The disappointed idealist.

We live real.
Flesh and blood.
You may stay ideal
for all I care about.
There's only you for an offering
and nothing for surviving.

Chapter 18: Pride

He can be the only artist in my life.
And as he sings these verses,
or another of his choice,
at a concert again,
it will rain.

I will probably:

- Have seated myself with the ticket I bought the day I heard of the concert. Listen with the palms alternating between the cheek and chin and after the performance, tell the stranger on my right, "He was mine," nodding in delight, not thinking about the ensuing questions that have to be met. Later, watch him sign autographs.

-  Be seated in the first row with the families in the one behind, rapt in the singing; smiling to myself at all the things past. Waiting for him to come back after all the 'thanking people for their appreciation,' and heave a sigh of relief. I should give him the bottle of Minute Maid then.


Or,

-  Stand backstage, and be anxious about how it'd go (although there is nothing to worry about), even with the one on my left constantly bugging me about her issues with the event management company. And off stage, stay by him as his, for the after show. Proud, as ever, while people walk up to congratulate. Satiated with the rightful recognitions.

And then at home, just before retiring, hum:

Tu Jo Nahin to Aisay Piya hum

Tu Jo Nahin To Aisay Piya hum

Jaisay Soona Aanganaa

Jaisay Soona Aanganaa

Nain Tehaari Rah Neeharey

Nain Tehaari Rah Neeharey

Nainnan Ko Tarsaona

Nainnan Ko Tarsaona

Mora Saiyaan moh Say bolay Na

Mora Saiyaan moh Say bolay Na

Mein Laakh Jatan Kar Haari

Laakh Jatan Kar Haar Rahi

Mora Saiyyan Moh Say Bolay Na

Mora Saiyyan Moh Say Bolay Na

Pyar Tumhain Kitna Kartay Hain

Pyar Tumhain Kitna Kartay Hain

Tum Yeh Samajh Nahin Pao gay

Tum Yeh Samajh Nahin Pao gay

Jab Hum Na Hongay to Peharwa

Jab Hum Na Hongay to Peharwa

Bolo Kya Tab Aao gay

Bolo Kya Tab Aao gay

Mora Saiyaan moh Sey Bolay Na

Mora Saiyaan moh Sey Bolay Na

Mein Laakh Jatan Kar Haari

Laakh Jatan Kar Haar Rahi

Perhaps even -

nee daya rAda rama ||

kAdane vAreva ru kalyANa rAma ||

nanu brOchE vADani nADE teliya

ina vamSa tilaka inta tAmasamA ||

anniTiki adhikAri vani nE bogaDiti

manninchitE needu mahima ku dakkuvA ||

rAma rAma rAma tyAgarAja hritsadana

nA madi talla Dilla gA nyAyamA vEgamE ||

forgetting that it is the morning Raaga;

Sleeping eventually.


With none but ourselves to say 'touchwood.'

Lilt.

An ode to you

The after thought:

You have been right (minus the warrant for certain deeds).
I surrender.

Smoking, smoking, and smoking.