Friday, January 23, 2009
NAINITAL TRAVELOUGES
How do I start? That I m glad I got this chance to catapult myself away from all the disquiet to 2000 meters above main sea level into the lap of the Himalayas? No. I’ll just start with nainital is beautiful. It is as blue and white and grey and green as it has been in my dreams, my dreams of looking for a zone of solace. Where I could sit at a coffee shop and conjure up everything out of the nothingness, where the lake looks like soothing balm as the dust congregates the first radiance of dawn, a pool of molten metal by sunset and peaceful yet unsettlingly mysterious by twilight, where the Orion looks more bluish than white, where the gust of wind in your face is a actually a cloud that swooped in to startle you and leave a smile on your face.
QUID PRO QUO
Took the 5 o clock train ride made plans for the night
Drove down from work, watched the harbor lights
Headed to the gym, on the treadmill to run
Stood by the sea and watched, as over the taj set the blazing sun
By dinner parked myself to watch telly
Was sipping coffee, didn’t know what the commotion was really
The beginning of an end I watched in horror
Froze in numbness as the Satan got closer
1 in the morning they slaughtered and slit more than a throat
In a daze, to watch myself, out of my body I did float
A midnight snack and the darkness of coffee
All I need was the numbing escape of morphine
Gazed out of the window as a gloomy dawn would soon crack
The onyx columns and marble blew into charred black.
3 top cops a million at their funeral pyre
A million broken hearts as the Bombay sky line was torched in the fire
A bloody sight, several a troubled thought
A gory sight, a disturbed lot.
Just another day!
Four hours of Vermilion skies
Three full Wakeful nights
Two white harmless lies
A wholesome meal
The first winter breeze
My drunken Keel
Your Hands in a Seize
Rainy train ride
A weather wonder
Dozing woman by my side
Seat-opting blunder.
A 40 minute homeward walk
My locked home
Found keys to its lock
Crashed for the night, no more to roam!
