Sundry...
Sunday evening,a rock show,Masala martini,discussions
Poverty in India
The SEZ story
Of displaced people
Of hunger
Riots
Nithari
They are
Only a number
And some masala
With the masala martini
Some interesting conversation
Sometimes
To sound learned
Impress others
“An Ego booster”
With Pink Floyd
And drunk state of mind
All this, sounds
Painful
“But far”
You glare at me
Drunk n Happy
I feel
“Exposed”
Thru your piercing eyes
I feel
shallow
Exposed
We discuss
The TATA-CORUS deal
And how far India has come
Or…!!!
The exposed body
And piercing look
“India..has come far!!!”
Thoughts
Drift to micro
To work
And so many mundane
Baggage’s that we make
A house, a car
An EMI
Will we
Think beyond
The cobwebs
that we ourselves make
The night draws…
And I blink,
Thinking of all that happened
Poverty, pain, saddam, India,Inflation,
Stock markets
Appraisal, salary, house, car, oil prices
I am just a blogger, I just write
All that is sundry….
A drawing room discussion!!!
posted by shikha @ 6:14 PM
9 Comments:
This is quite cool shikhs...
Profound!
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mansi:thanks!!!
pooja:welcome back!!!
This is quite different from what I've read of you...
Very nice. :)
Hmm...very interesting! And thank you for visiting my site.
cobwebs indeed...glad you wrote this
shikha, let me have an address to ping you at. will connect once i hear from u.
somehow, got the link for ur other blog and was worried when i didn't see any posts! but looks like ur ok... :)
Yes, you are just a blogger, but please write more!
The lines that touched me the most of this poem:
Will we
Think beyond
The cobwebs
that we ourselves make
Very profound!
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