Roads

There is no destination. None at all. Just roads, which which take you till the very end. We live and die on roads. The roads. Different chaotic roads. Beautiful roads. Torturous roads. Peaceful roads. Roads where you meet other travelers. All roads take us everywhere. Everywhere we want to be. Roads which make us live and roads which make us die. The options are insane. The prime options which set us free. Every road we travel, we make a permanent road within us. Roads keep us alive and we will cease to exist if we leave them.

Absolutely Absurd

Everything happens for a reason. World has a plan for you. Things eventually fall into places.

The reason, plan and places they talk about in the above sentences are unknown of the fact that they obey a certain law of absurdity. And absurdity never thinks. It works, it happens, it’s just there.

Absurdity is the most powerful phenomenon, even above time. Time never stops and we know its continuous. But absurdity is unpredictable, unreliable and unforgiving. It is in fact the very basis of life.

Into the storm

And into the storm i go
Knowing well i have a chance. The only chance.
The wrecked pieces i see, which made a beautiful home once.
Left is the rubble of what made the walls and roof.
Into the storm i go.

A silent chaos i witness
which was a peaceful riot once.
Left are the broken dreams
which made a serene reality once.
Into the storm i go.

An opera of death in theater of dreams
Cries of love and sound of laughter it once was.
The frame of life shattered to pieces tells a story
what was the light, is all dark now.
Into the storm i go.

Inside Out

I read in news the other day that they showed some toddlers the horror movie "Insidious" when they were supposed to see the animation movie "Inside Out". Right there i wanted to see Inside Out. That was my motive to be frank and that's how i got to know about this movie.

It was a weekend and i couldn't get 2 tickets in any of the show which kind of added to my curiosity. So i chose a weekday to go and watch it. Watching a movie on weekdays is pretty cathartic. It feels like a picnic on the assembly line rolling out cars. So there i was along with someone who can miss a medical prescription but not a cinematic experience. What lay ahead was a total joy, sadness, anger and fear (literally). It takes something more than the regular to make an animation movie which stirs you more than reality and now a days more of animation movies do a better job at it than humans in them.

I won't disclose much on how it was but when you eat a lot more than what you are supposed to while watching a movie, you know it was worth everything.

Fly on the Glass

I am usually lost in thoughts about life in general. Every time I have such a feeling I think about that world, planet, solar system, galaxy analogy and infer that we are just trying to live through the life and it is indeed pretty absurd. Assuming different roles and characters to make ourselves significant enough and try to find a meaning in this meaningless chaos.

Today, I was waiting for the elevator to reach a place we call office, where I assume the role of a Marketer and do whatever I can to justify around 9 hours of my life every day. The wait was quite irritating as It was a day I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and was contemplating most of the decisions I have made in my life. Not that they matter though. So, while waiting I heard this buzzing sound coming from the window pane behind me, it was a fly trying desperately to do something but as I saw it, it was quite useless. I think she was trying to get to the other side, the side she could see but couldn’t be in. The elevator came but I didn’t get in and the gentleman operating it frowned and left. I was quite keen on seeing the fly make something out of the struggle it had put in. The wings were buzzing relentlessly and making a noise which otherwise it was not capable of. Time and again she covered a lot of the glass pane to find an outlet which would let her break on through to the other side, but to no avail. She rested for a while and I thought she gave up and will fly off it in disgust but there she was at it again, more vigorously then ever. For a moment I thought I should just shoo it away to the opening but then I didn’t know if she would like it or not.

For around 5 minutes I was a witness to the most extreme struggle I have seen in quite some time. The Elevator came again and with it came the same operator gentleman looking at me curiously. I gave up to his eyes and walked in quietly pressing the 20^th floor button I was supposed to be in. Reached my cubicle, unpacked my bag, had a sip of water and rested my 82 Kg’s on the chair which was used to me. I turned on my laptop and started looking at the window. Suddenly I was anxious to go on the other side, to breathe “that” side of the air. In my mind I was struggling like that mighty fly trying desperately to find a way out, but couldn’t. I spent the rest of my working hours within the glass and left for home.

There I was, out of the glass but it didn’t matter anymore.

9 to 6!

Waking up at Eight and struggling to get ready

You are unnerved but then try to be steady

By Nine you leaving in a shady cab

The shirt's trying best to fake that flab

Reaching the concrete heaven, half and hour later

Ready to jump in the volcano crater

By Ten you are in  trying to settle down

In a theater of emotions, you feel like a clown

Passing an hour till the clock ticks Eleven

Sitting between the doves scared of killer raven

From Twelve to One you are staring at the screen

Finding all the dirty spots, which you then clean

Its One' o clock finally, the time for food

Eating like a pig in a furious mood

Its Two and you're walking back to the throne of thorns

Wishing you were red with a tail and set of horns

Stretching till Three, its not an easy job

Trying your best to hold that moving sob

It wont strike Four for another Twenty years

Dying of boredom is the least of  fears

At last its Four ,you're feeling somewhat easy

Clawing down that keyboard, looking uber-busy

You get up from the seat for the millionth time

Its Five'o clock already, just trying to rhyme

Last one hour , creeps in a bit of shame

Oh shut up its Six and no one to blame

Storming out of office like a lion from cage

Smelling like teen spirit after ages of laze

Stepping into shack, beaming with joy

Failing to realize its another sadistic ploy

Tomorrow always comes before today ends

Its a tricky road with bumps and bends!

Hey Cat

Hey cat whats up?

Is that the milk on your whiskers you just gulp?

Oh, you stupid imbecile human

My dinner today was tender chicken

Hey cat whats up?

Did you beat that dog to pulp?

The fool was trying to cross my path

He probably havent seen a kitty in wrath

Hey cat whats up?

Is that your fancy cup?

I am the one with life count of Nine

Even if i mugged its mine and fine

Hey cat whats up?

Can i see you closeup?

Come forward and risk your face

Then we ll have an epic race!!