Challenges are many in life
postponing that final step
whilst crossing that minefield
In many shapes and forms they appear
some enforced, some self-inculcated
they take on acceptable personas
education, career, family
some others are recruiting newer adopters
arts, culture and sports
other sombre ones as time immortal
health, death and mounting regrets
Never, my friend, you heed me now
never! let slip the chance to engage in
pointless challenges
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Poverty of the mind
Prosperity of the rind
Yoked to the grind
Woe to thee, O mankind!
19th June, 2014. Mumbai.
Silence please
Solitude. Something that was abundant in childhood. Now I am helpless because it is hard to come by and twice as elusive if you wish to seek it. There are times and then there are places. We travel across them to find solace. But fellow travelers travel for reasons. For them travel is the mindless boredom till destination. Something to be filled with the routine of everyday. Mobile phone speakers blare out songs. Kids with their plastic mobiles that croaks the same tune no matter which button is depressed. Laptops with movies and movies with endless background scores. Life no longer a single track audio. Each track playing over another. Stacking noise, creating composite commotion.
Shedding Itinerance
The road to seeking originality
in producing something for the sensing
is fraught with daily wringings
both agonising and disconcerting
but it ends, no doubt, in paradise
A fools paradise!
For, only a fool shields from the truth
‘What is new?’
Derivation can be the only claim
Choosing to ignore
that creator created once
Few know when
Those few, care little about when