A tale of two ice-creams.
Not heard of it, have you?
No, not Dickensian.
No, not personification.
One is shared, other is not.
Share she did, with bestie
Visiting the UK amid warnings of snow/sleet for a few weeks of work, was a first-of-sorts of many sorts(ahem…
The one thing that hasn’t wavered in my life is the place some music hold, especially ARR’s, so…
How about I tell a story?
A tale not of many many,
Crawling through thorny bushes I am,
For I know, across it lies the glam,
Of sparkling ripples in the moonlight, yet
With the vast expanse of stillness at night
Over which hangs the breeze.
Perhaps, you also, crib about the living conditions we’ve to put up with everyday, when stepping out of the safe shell called our home. Today, being Environment Day, I’m sure there are millions of articles out there, claiming how the world could be made a better place to live in. Why not add my own…
I am me.
But my mind? Not!
Subdue, how,
This restless ape -
Running acrobatics on
Thought branches
Munch-munch through
‘Gurkha Gurusingh’ on ‘Hello! FM’ plays ‘Tamil’ songs. Foreign invasion amid Sovereignty.
Sometimes I travel to the past
In short term trips triggered
By longing that shadows cast
When destiny gets to snigger
To be alive. What does it mean to be alive? What does it feel to be alive?
Nestled inside the not-yet-claustrophobic warmth of a few walls of white
And the layered warmth of the embrace of the fluffy fabric flowing in white
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