Patwardhan Park

Nike will be delighted, Adidas too –
So many health freaks who use their goods.
The shoes look used and yet somehow new,
Isn’t that great for the manufacturers of shoes!

What about socks? –
Some wear them some not.
Show bites must not be a problem for them,
And yes, the latter’s feet mustn’t smell.

Not many are wearing the clothes though
That for exercise nuts are the proper do.
Pants with [tightly] belted loops and thick, tight clothes
Are what are often seen on these health aficionados.

Cellulars in hand,
They march to individual bands.
If they are not listening to music
Then they are indulging in gossip.

These are folks who come by car
So that they may walk in a park.
These are folks who do walk
But only so that they too of the fashionable crowd are a part.

Yes, there are a few
Who walk because they love to.
Yes, there are a few
Who walk because they were advised to.

But for the majority of the crowd
The park is but a meeting ground.
And to which group do I belong? –
Oh! I am part of those who sit and critique everyone else around. ;))

-Written on 2 February 2004.

- Am going through a sort ur notes phase due to a serious space crunch. Am wondering if I studied at all. ;)

Home

Home – a place where by blood people are joined
Or, where loving hearts abide?
Home – a place where there are knock down fights
Or, where everyone is free to disagree then put them aside?
Home – where ONE rules the roost
Or, where everyone has an equal say on each issue?
Home – where one has to account for every move
Or, where one feels safe and secure?
Home – a place all too real
Or, what everyone aspires for as the ideal?

- Written on 15 December 2003.

-Was going over my notes and came across this. Since it is short was not too lazy to type ;

Burning

Burning. Burning. Hurting. Burning.
Chaotic thoughts. Floating. Jumping.
Snatch one here. One there.
Make no sense. Despair.
Move, mooove. NO. Halt. Lie still? Pain.
Oh! How I explain?
Fed up. Cry.
Hurts. No pry.
Alone? No. people? NO.
Don’t know.
Think. Feel. Hurt only.
Life. Folly.
No more.
Please.

- Written on March 4, 2007, Sunday, HOLI.
- Free flow as usual. Friends (especially you Deba) have been telling me for long that I am too Wordworthian must become modern. Seems my subconscious was listening. What is this about? Dunno. It is modern yaar. Make of it what u will. U will anyway. But yes, I have ulcers in my mouth thanks to an allergic reaction. Actually I have a mouth that is all ulcer. I think I let my tongue write this out. Takes away all the mystery doesn’t it? ;0