Jack: I am sick of lying around in the bed all day long. *sulks*
Jill: I know. But you need to rest for three more weeks. No concession.
Jack: I feel like strolling in open for a while.
Jill: You have a fractured leg. You cannot roam around.
Jack: I need fresh air. I am suffocating in this room.
Jill: Umm…I have an idea that could make you feel better.
Jack: What’s that?
Jill: Let’s go on a long drive. I will drive.
Jack: You know what sweetie? It worked, like a charm.
Jack: Yes, I am feeling fresher already.
Jill: You would never let me drive your new car, would you? *shrugs*
Jack: Please shut the door when you leave. *pretends sleeping*
Today, we celebrate ‘Guru Purnima‘ in India. A celebration to pay our respect to our teachers (Gurus). Humbly, I don’t consider just my academic teachers as my Gurus. Each and everyone who has ever crossed paths with me in life, has been a teacher in a way or the other. This is dedicated to them; each of them.
My First Steps were Shaky,
Far from what they may Seem Now.
Fear, too, Could’ve well taken me Over,
Had it not been for You not to Allow.
Continue reading “Lighthouse”
Sitting In Front Of the Mirror,
With Gleaming Eyes, She Glares
At Herself with the Pride
That Would Demean the Princess
Of The Greatest Kingdom.
Continue reading “Mimosa Pudica”
Jack: What do you want for your birthday, honey?
Jill: It would be rather better if you didn’t ask that.
Jack: Why, exactly?
Jill: Because I want something that you would not let me have.
Jack: Come on, why wouldn’t I?
Jill: Because you hate it as much as I love it.
Jack: I don’t think so. We love the same things.
Jill: Sure. Except One.
Jack: Try me.
Jill: I want a Puppy.
Jack: No way!!!
Jill: I told you. You don’t love me as much as you hate dogs.
Thy Power, so Mighty
To take Someone Down,
Or make Someone Frown,
Without a Touch,
Not even weeny Much.
You’re the Onslaught
None could Dodge,
When Mercilessly you Stung,
Oh, The Slaughterer Tongue.
Continue reading “Slaughterer”
This is in memory and respect of India’s Missile Man – Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam.
A Great Scientist, The Most Loved President and an Inspiration to a Billion Indians.
Rest in Peace, Dr. Kalam.
The Words that You Said,
The Roots that You Laid,
The things that You Did,
The way that you Led,
It will All remain
Close to a Billion Hearts.
In the Best of the Forms,
In the Brightest of the Parts.
Continue reading “The Missile Man”
Jill: You know, I wanted to become a pilot when I was a little girl.
Jack: I know.
Jack: But you are a pilot. My pilot.
Jill: What do you mean?
Jack: Kiss me.
Jack: Kiss me. *closes eyes*
Jill: *kisses on his lips*
Jack: Wow. See? I told you. You are my pilot.
Jack: You make me Fly. High.
Through the Times when
None stood by Me,
When I was Broken
And no one Glued by Me,
Continue reading “Mustache”
This is the 100th post on my blog and it had to be Special. And so, it is!
This is dedicated to the sparkle of my eyes, my thirty months old daughter, Vaanshi.
When I come back from work, and you rush to me to give me, I mean give my knees, a hug… You Twinkle in My Eyes.
When at bedtime, you cook a story with me and make elephants fly, squirrels sing and donkeys dance… You Twinkle in My Eyes.
When you don’t get your new shoes off even when you go to bed… You Twinkle in My Eyes.
When you negotiate with kisses all over my face for me to let you play in the sand pit for a little more… You Twinkle in My Eyes. Continue reading “Twinkle in My Eyes”
When Gloomy Days Hover,
When Bliss Seems Over,
I’ll Battle Your Fight,
I’ll Be Your Skylight.
Continue reading “Skylight”
I heard the door unlocking; it was the time to switch to plan B. I rushed to hide inside the bathroom.
Piercing through the silence of a winter night, I heard rapid footsteps approaching me. My heart popped up to my mouth. Continue reading “Tunnel”
Jack: I didn’t know you would really make me cook dinner tonight.
Jill: What not? You lost the bet. You have to cook.
Jack: It was a stupid bet.
Jill: Yes. Stupid enough to drag you in.
Jack: And I can’t believe I lost the bet in the first place.
Jill: Believe it, honey, because you did.
Jack: How didn’t I know how much cash I had in my wallet?
Jill: That is the gamble that worked out well for me.
Jack: Anyway, how to cook rice?
Jill: I am calling the pizza place for delivery, as backup. Just in case.
Jack: No. No. I can cook. You guide me. I will cook.
Jill: Don’t worry. Pizzas, My treat! I’ve got twelve hundred bucks.
Jack: That is exactly how much was short on my guess in the bet.