A song in memory of every dear one

A song in memory of every dear one
Could there be such a thing?
Yes, why not?
Would it not be liberating?
Reminiscing and remembering,
One at a time,
Enjoying freedom with the memory of just one;
Yet being able to switch over,
As though wired with switches!

Justify

Emotions in packets;

Carefully sealed

Fitted into the right pockets of the brain and mind

The user knew exactly when to feel and sense each pocket

Something as easy as blinking, that’s how easy it was

Yet there was a problem;

That of Justification...

The hands slipped into each pocket with great ease

Yet the memories lingered and decided to taunt;

Demand justification:

One is better than the other- that could not be declared

For the bond was varying.

There was then a mad scurry for justifying herself over and over again...

Strands of hair

Brazenly blazing past the corporate floors

Walking back and forth across levels

She spread a certain air of cheer around

It’s a man’s world out there- fully!

Suddenly men seemed to be all around

Until now it never mattered

But now, she saw strands of hair

On the gleaming corporate floors

The strands belonged to her

She’d silently whisper to herself

And move them aside with the sole of her footwear

Or even safely clasp the strands in her hands

And bin them when no man is seeing...

The strands of hair have almost become her insignia

Marking her presence in the cabins and floors

Like bread crumbs in the story of Hansel and Gretel...

Talking

What a dicy affair this is. Loads of judgement unwarrantedly infused. Of advice on how one could have bettered the conversation and all the gobbledygook that ensues. A bloody prejudiced society we live in. Of all the acts, talking is the stickiest and trickiest. Mincing words, walking the talk, talking the talk and what not? What the hell is wrong in being oneself? But yeah, there is a defence for this. Reticence. Yes. Reticence takes the cake! At least then I’ll be called a woman of few words! Smiling and being genial is a problem too. Oh wait. Then you’d be termed ‘extrovert’ and would be pushed to a category of people who have a placard nailed on their forehead that says- “Hey you know what, you can woo me into anything!” Yeah? If that’s what smiling denotes- then damn- Smile shall be served only upon request and not be wasted. 

Oh boy- there’s one more to be mentioned- whilst one talks- whether you got your grammar right in elementary or not is secondary. If only you get the subject ‘I’ wrongly placed, that’s it! It’s the end of story! I and We get interchangeably used according to the whims and fancies of an individual. If only you get that concept straight- you’re saved. Else, keep battling with yourself- I/Me/Myself or We/Us/Ourselves?!

Ending with a quote of mine- “Hypocrisy is a word that I like of late, for I could be hypocritical about using it!”

Packing & Moving

From one nest to another

A lot lesser than a vagabond though.

All possessions finally anyway get into packed cardboard boxes-

Neatly labelled with what’s inside each box.

Of books, clothes, utensils and miscellany,

The list seemed unending...

Amidst cobwebs and clutter

She saw a verse flow across

And lazily sipped on green tea;

Not to forget flavours- Mint and Jasmine!

With lilting notes playing at the backdrop

Viaduct her medium wave pal!

Occasionally virtual space kept silent company too.

With a few movements already taking effect,

A certain vacuum had formed...

She heard her own voice echo

Soon photos would hang on different walls

Sleep too, on the same bed, yet a different room.

Life will still move on; would say- this will pass too!

The flip-side of Watsap and miscellany:-

That the Internet technology has invaded one and all quite profoundly is absolutely no surprise to anyone perhaps. Addictive, tempting, mania, ‘unputdownable ‘et al are some of the much hackneyed synonyms associated with the Smartphone. Nonetheless the charms of the virtual world are way beyond than what meets the eye. As a matter of fact, most technology could easily be categorised as ‘necessary evil.’ If one really wants to chart out the pros and cons of technology, we could go on with a long rant; yet that doesn’t exactly stop mankind from inventing, needless to say that Smartphones reach a virtual high almost every day- the magnitude of the possibilities in the virtual arena are simply indefinable. All of us yield to its temptation, be it any feature, at some point or the other. Those who limit themselves to the non-Smartphone are still caught in a frenzy of their own- Facebook is still accessible via the good old desktop! They perhaps are slow in liking/commenting/time-lining and all other paraphernalia, yet they are very much visibly present in the gamut. If one really has to trace down addiction to internet technology, then it should first be pointed out to Google. Come on now, does anyone’s day end without Google? How many of us diligently reach out to the Dictionary/Thesaurus (Printed Version strictly)? How many of us genuinely care about Spellings and Grammar, that is do not look at the Word Prompt and have it corrected? Hasn’t technology changed the way we read and write? Of course there is a fraction of populace that perhaps does everything in the same primitive manner even as there is a technology outburst by the minute, but isn’t that how life in general is? There is a flip-side to almost everything. This is perhaps why we have a necessary ‘pros & cons’ and ‘debate’ section at least, right from high-school education! We are simply trained that way.

What we can change though, as an individual is moderate the use of technology. The rationale behind moderation entirely rests with the individual. All of us know that smoking is injurious to health- even with all the gory images on cigarette packs, people continue to smoke. All we could do is try and prevent folks from smoking through public interest ads, if one wants to still succumb; it shall be at their own peril. Alternatively, Smartphone ads are quirky and appealing- take the recent ‘no ullu banawing ads’ which have been a constant across all TV channels especially during the election campaigning for instance. That for sure has accelerated Smartphone sales by a whopping number! The universal USP though is to ‘stay connected,’ that too in a cost-effective way. The concept is so simple, which is why Smartphones are such a hit, attracting all age groups alike! It straightaway hits the ‘loneliness’ factor which when left unattended, can lead to various other problems. Fortunately with watsap now, one has the option of hiding the ‘last seen’ status! So while we still stay so closely networked, we could still choose to avoid contempt by learning when to shut off rather than whining about technology. Isn’t there a turn-off option in everything?

The Perennial Strap

Tightly strapped
They are always trapped!
They beg to be freed;
For they have a life to lead...
Strapped if they are,
In shape they'd grow-
Is a myth beyond compare!
Perhaps they'd dangle about;
May be they'd even jigger,
But doesn't that happen even otherwise-
Whether or not strapped?!
Sometimes a pest-like discomfort,
The strap causes ire
Makes one want to burn them in a pyre!
Yet they choose to remain from teen to death-
Perennially detested, umpteen times!!!