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Saturday, June 28, 2008

4Ws and 1H

Saturday morning - I jump up on my bed,
too much work- that is all I have in my head,
Now in front of comp, my mind wanders,
how did I survive 2 months? I wonder.

'You have been put in Logistics'
Anil tell me happily
'Um, that is good, I know' I fumble
'Can you explain what it is though?'

'Research and find out what is hot'
Anil breaks the news,
'Oh I'll do it for sure' I say,
'But who is this report meant for?'

'Do a powerpoint, Arial font and shades of blue'
Anil tries to coax,
'Did I hear you right?' I ask,
'But really, why can't it be more bright??'

'Cover everything and be done by Monday'
Anil says smoothly,
'Can you please repeat what you said?' I ask,
'It is the when part that I dread!'

'Forecast, Primaries, Analysis',
Anil gives me a list,
'Oh I get it I get it' I fume,
'But you will tell me how, I presume.'

What, Who, Why, When and How,
questions that govern my life now,
I should be frustrated and angry but I am not,
As I happen to like my job a lot!

Saturday, June 21, 2008


(Dedicated to Ash)

I have been trying for hours,
but am unable to recollect his face.
I dream of him every moment, but wonder,
How I always see him as a mosaic of colors

‘Can we be friends?’,
Asked the white Man,
So innocent and so pure,
‘Of course Yes!,’ I said,
and life took a better turn thence

‘I think I have a crush on you’,
Said the pink Man,
Blushing and Mischievous,
‘Ha! That will pass’, I said,
But, oh dear; did I feel the same way too?

‘I want to marry you’,
Said the green Man,
Smiling and down on one knee,
‘Oh Yes Yes Yes!’, I screamed,
There was nothing more I wanted too!

‘I have to leave’,
Said the grey man,
Mature and responsible,
‘Of course, go ahead’, I said,
with nothing more than a kiss to give.

‘I miss you so’,
Said the orange man,
Romantic and dreamy,
‘I do too’, I say,
He will be back soon, I know.

A mosaic of colors, he,
Opened up a whole new world to see,
More than making me love him,
Has made me love me

Thursday, June 12, 2008

The tale of a horse

This poem was written recently just to bug Ash:

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!,
The hooves make the sound,
As he runs through the greens,
covering more and more ground.

With a coat of brilliant white,
and lustrous mane flying high,
he is a graceful figure for his height!
minions of the jungle turn to watch,
as he, like a breeze, passes by.

He has reached Vikhroli,
Drenched in sweat, from Mallad,
Facing banana bombs, Chepauk and me,
He now whinnies a ballad:
“Oh! I need a break and sleep”,
he whinnies all day long.

God Almighty, unable to bear the song,
Lets him sleep whenever he wants
So now he spends the first third of the day on hay,
Sleep in bus in the second third
And trot slowly in the last leg of the day

So now, Ashwin sleeps and sleeps,
breaking only for food and piss.
But, unknown to him, The God has other plans.
Tomorrow, he needs to run again,from Vikhroli to Netherlands.

The journey will be long and hard,
lots of pitfalls, people and training,
But no no, it won’t be bad,
As he would meet his old relatives & friends
And imagine the experience he is gaining!

Ya! I know! Its funny and dumb! But i loved writing it! Since there are some parts which most of you won't understand, here is a small spoiler:

Mallad : Location of Ex-TCS office
Vikhroli: Where CapGemini, his new office is
Banana Bombs: The production house of his movie
Chepauk: Where the chennai cricket ground is, and we went there to see an amazing match between CSK & RR