Light Exams

He sat there quietly in the shadows of the night, memorizing his lessons all day.
But he couldn't remember all his lines, and knew there was a better way.

The wall suggested he copy from her, so she scribbled on herself with delight.
He winked and smiled in absolute relief. This had to make it work, alright!

The strict shrewd instructor switched the questions and threw him in an electrifying daze.
The lines and lessons danced before him, but he couldn't recollect the right phrase.

He stuttered and stammered and flickered all the way, unable to make his mark.
It wasn't easy to read notes off a wall when he was still scrambling in the dark.

It's all Well Arranged!

They lined themselves up neatly with a 'name' assigned to them. The men stood there impatiently, fretting about how long they'd had to wait! Each oggled lecherously at all the other girls, keeping one eye on his prize.

One lifted her off her feet, and then dumped her back on the belt. But with a bent back and a crooked nose, she still shined the name on her face. 

Another ripped and stripped her open, searching for his name. He didn't find what he was looking for, so he packed her up again. The others stared in horror, but raised only a brow.
"Not mine!" he shrugged simply, without an ounce of guilt.

She finally found the 'right one', and gave her hand out to reach out to his. But was so disappointed to see another buxom beauty resting peacefully on his trolley.

They quickly dried up their tears, and then laughed and sniggered at the rest.

How could they stand to be like those unfortunate girls, still waiting to be picked? 

Pin Pains for Poster Boy!

With a well-balanced head, she stuck on to his to-do-list through morning, noon and night.
And every time he crossed his work-station, she beamed and held on tight!

So when he put her on his wish-list's forehead, she secretly made her own.
She longed for him to hold her between his fingers and press her against the foam.

While her violent predisposition made her want to pierce right through his heart.
It might've been easier if she was a strong-legged, big-bosomed dart.

Alas! Dear Thumbtack, 

You'll only be his pretty Pin-up Girl!

Pan Waltz

She was spooned out of her comfort zone and thrown on to the steaming hot dance floor.

She sputtered and stuttered and sizzled on her feet. And then the broad shouldered yeast lord slithered in.

Together, they swooned and pirouetted in perfect circles.

Complicated footwork followed suit.

He dragged along, but she was light, light, light.

I Can't Believe It's Not Butter.

Slanted Strides

When everything ahead looks black and white...

...you can't just sit on the fence and walk sideways, dear Minister!

Little Dents of Venus

Two well chiseled dimples were etched and engraved right above those cushioned mounds of fullness. 

I wonder what it was that made her back laugh so much, so often.

The Lone Student

With one hand on the snooze button he rubbed the sleep out of his starry eyes and winked open a sunbeam.

He was late for school, AGAIN! He quickly dressed into his golden yellow uniform and packed reserve batteries in his lunch-box.

There were shadow lessons with the clouds, and prism lectures with the rain.

He sucked at all subjects but they still called him BRIGHT!

What else would they say for the only one in the class?

Death Wish

On a short trip to the finish line, his porous bald head burst into a thick mane of bright gold.

Fiery yellow streaks shrouded his stick figure.
But it felt a little warm inside.



The man of color was blonde when he died.

Withering Heights

Wise ol' oak tree
Your concentric wrinkles have revealed your years.
You've stood there for so long battling your fears!
The roots have always been strong and steady,
Was it the stand-alone spirit that made you outlive your peers?


Wise ol' oak tree
Yours is a sad and meaningless strife.
For some inane rolls of toilet paper, they spliced up your life!
Botox and silicone were never on your wish list,
Then why is it that you were forced to go under the knife?

Guzzle On!

Slightly cool-headed Ms. Pinot Grigio was bursting to jump out of the bottleneck and be one with her long time love, Sir Whine Goblet, the Third.

She unfurled herself as hot passionate mist mingled with desire.

Transparent in each other's arms, we saw through them.

Through the wine.

Through the glass. 

Through their love.

They consumed each other in perfect unison, leaving little droplets of sweat on the unsuspecting drinker's palm.

Stupid little you-know-who!

Cupid, you cross-eyed little lazy bas***d! That terribly squint arrow of yours somehow found its way to my heart.

And now you leave with a half-assed job?!

Aim for THAT guy, 20 steps to your west...

*Twang*

...ohh nevermind that! 

SHE's pretty too ;)

Raging Relationships

The turbulent sea came flooding to the shore, frothing with all his might.

There were wave whiplashes, newly formed gashes, and to top it all he rubbed salt to fresh wounds.

And that's why she stood there like a rock.

Scratch Scratch!

Stars are proof that the guy up there has an itchy scalp and a severe case of dandruff.

Can someone at least tell him that he shouldn't dare to wear Black!!

Don't hold my Hand!

She believed in the cause of being one of those Paper Chain People.

Except when she wanted to scratch her back.

Out-of-order, and so disconnected!

A little impaired on the inside.

My judgment requires spectacles, the conscience is in dire need of a hearing aid, and the logical side is limping like it needs to touch the finish line tomorrow!!

Ctrl X - Ctrl V

Real life deserves a little bit of cut-paste too. But even those shortcuts won't work without the effin Control tab! :X

The Best place on the Planet!

I live in a city of quirky coexistences and visual oddities.

Where else will you find a Maserati and horse-led tuk tuk sharing road space before a street light, a street urchin with a smart phone, and a cab driver with a degree in Mechanical Engineering!

I ♥ Mumbai!

Unfaithful Week

Tame 'n tranquil Tuesday met wanton 'n wanderlustful Wednesday over a midnight buffet at Marine Plaza.
Imagine her horror when she saw manipulatively mellow Monday slip stealthy from his other side!!

Ouch!!

Her silence was so loud that I had to play my iPod to mute away those sharp notes of nothingness.

Wheeeeeeeeeeee!

If I could flip through the awkward moments, whiz past the absolutely clueless spells, skid across the random instances, and fast forward the embarrassing ones - my life would truly be a nutshell!

Gape, you Ape!

He gave a full-toothed yawn to reveal Mumbai's skyline on his lower jaw.

STFU!

If you claim your life's an open book, then why do you only narrate from those dog-eared pages?!?!

For all procrastinators

Grains of sand in a fistful. I have time, I have time, I say.
But the heart yearns and lingers,
For time to stop slipping through the fingers,
As a long trail of old granules fester in stubborn decay.

Amazing People

I'm quite amazed at how dedicated some people are to their thankless jobs, like this sari-draper at this local ethnic-wear store.
Despite having to dodge between 4 women, constant tantrums, endless trials, and the possibility of not making a sale; he folded, pleated and did the whole nine yards (literally) with a smile on his face!

Where's the guy with wings?

A listless voice in her head does the occasional "You Can't!" drone in her left ear.

She picks him by his red horns, plunging the pitchfork through his arrowed tail... 

While the lazy little halo'd one sleeps aimlessly under the right earlobe.

Kite Flying Fest - Jan 15, 2011

Sit here, pretty rhombus!
I'll braid your tail for you.
And when you're ready you can fly with the other girls,
But I'll hold the strings for you.
Fly fly fly!

Happy Sankranti!

In Yo Face!

There was no remorse or grimace. No clinging or cajoling.

With no strings attached, he thought he had won...

...right until he saw his chuckle on her face.

Bitchin' Congestion!

Dear Cold,

You've been an unwelcomed guest here. You were well accommodated in the nose but you chose to spread your feet in the throat and lungs without warning! I've been trying to stay polite here, but I really need to throw you out. And while we're at it, the maitre d' wants her voice back! 

--Sincerely, K

Dawned in Mumbai!

Surreal Sunday!

The axis hasn't jolted the Earth. The sky hasn't lost its blue.

But the sun has indeed risen from another side...

Xmas 2010 Frenzy

‎'Tis the season for red and green and gift wraps and bling bows and razzmatazz and random smiles and cute surprises and festive lights and uber conjunction-ated sentences!!!

Leaving [D.C.] on a Jet Plane :(

Staccato voices over the microphone, whirring engine blades getting antsy for the next take off, sleepy passengers waiting to nod off in peace, and the writer reminiscing about the good times with the silly ones!

The Undecided

I've developed new allergies.

When a certain crabby-grouch-bella goes back and forth on what was decided, weird things start to happen.

My throat constricts itself till it reaches supersonic land, the tongue rolls out like a red carpet, and the eyeballs behave like they're in a pin-ball contest. 

All of this with permanent gooseflesh is NOT my idea of fun!
Make up your mind, WOMAN!!! 

Grrrrrrrr

1st Snow of 2010 - Washington D.C.

Wispy willowy freckles of snow have peppered the streets everywhere.

They've dolloped on trees, slithered off roofs, and melted into the arid ground.

D.C.'s earth just licked its first bowl of snow soup.

Is it time for the main course just yet?

Keep Walking...

Crisp cold wintery morn with a wind chill in every alley. Busy feet stomp around at a practiced pace.

Some strut, tap or click their heels. Others amble or swing to balance their gait. 

It's only Monday, sweetheart! 

Keep walking...

Frozen Frikkin Friday! Sometime in December 2010

There are icicles dripping out of my ears, my frozen fingertips are this close to cracking the phone screen, and the darn cold sun sits there like a lightbulb!!!

Brrrrrrr

Blood Sucking People!

Sometimes people behave like those over-confident mosquitoes.

The kinds that sit on your arm, guzzle on more than their fill, and wait for you to flick them off!

And just when you notice that ripe red freshly swollen mound, your immediate reaction is to *squish* 'em out.

Note to the dead ones: Stop being so 'full' of yourself.

Oct 6, 2010 - Washington D.C. What's with the Weather dude?

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Who thought that sweltering sun soaked Sunday would catch morosely wet Monday with a runny nose and a bad bladder.

To which, Tuesday thought he'd bring back 'seasonal' souvenirs from a sadistic Alaskan Eskimo!!!

Grrr at the week! You guys have got to start hanging out with better weather gods!

zzzzzzzzipppppiiiitttttttttt

Needs a strong closely-knit firm-wired iron mesh wrap around her mind!!

The kinds that can keep annoying mosquito-esque thoughts from buzzing in her head!

Random Planemation

When you learn to fly in frugal winds, you'll catch the storm by surprise.

Steer clear and flip-flap hard, those wings are stronger thank you think.

Oops, just keep a vigil on those menacing gray turbines while you shout out loud at that cold pale plane!

Glide away, Bitches!

With a blade-thin strip of shiny metal wedged into the center of each shoe, they glide across in concentric circles.

Ice skating is a fun sport, especially if you sit to snigger outside the snow rink!

Sky in stripes!

My window blinds have spliced up the sky into 50 horizontal lines of unadulterated blue light.

Lewd Rah

The Sun God lost his monocle yesterday.

Pretty Young Things on ground zero were a meaningless haze.

So he coughed out his magnifying glass to focus and gaze at his object of affection.

Alas, she chzzzzzzzzzzzed in a puff of smoke.

Novemberish Frostbite

Icy cold winds find their way through the folds and creases of my muffler, crawling behind the nape to forcefully whisper sweet nothings into my ear!

Go away, Icy winds! I'm not a very good listener!

Fall in D.C.

Autumnal trees, now peppered with a motley of molten gold.

Luscious foliage, withered and lost. Parched leaves, crumbled to form compost.

Autumnal trees, are green, gold and papery.

Autumnal trees, are the forgotten currencies of the Earth.

Color Sex

Lemon green on Aubergine.

Electric orange on Prussian blue.

Fuschia pink on porcelain white.


Some colors just 'make out' well! :P

People, People! Some are just plain Piss-offs!

Some annoying people come with a built-in snooze button!

Even after you've swatted them on the head they continue to go off at 5-minute intervals!

GRAH!

Night sky musings

...And the Saturday moon melts into the indigo Sunday sky leaving behind a burst of glistening stardust.

Look at that smoggy sky!

Amazes me, time and again... That mangled mess of dust and gems! How can one sieve through you??

September Rain

Thunderous black clouds have been in labor all day.

They swoosh around with their swollen bellies, pausing every once in a while to hear the doctor’s giant whiplash.

 The nth hour is here.

Effortlessly they let themselves go with the flow, releasing millions of teensy droplets to the ground below.

Tiny cloudlets dispatch themselves from the mother, only to find themselves on a silly flower’s face!

A metro ride - Washington D.C.

The train gushes into the Pentagon metro, continuing her spiel with the track.

Kindle-lovers, ipod-listeners, pierced-human-cushions, Coach-freaks, fashionistas, runners and the writer barge in with practiced indifference.

She rambles away to L'enfant Plaza. Stops to spew her insides.

Hustlers burst out of the retractable door frame. Scamper away without looking back.

Nonchalantly she zips herself and moves on.