I want my ice-cream!

The little girl was playing with her dolls. She hurriedly went in and out of her doll-house. She could have done that all day long had her mother not interrupted with, “Get ready quickly. We have to go for shopping.”

“No, no, no,” howled the angel transforming into an angst-ridden Medusa, trying to reach out and catch her predator. “I don’t want to go. I want to play with Ria, Ronnie and Svetlana,” shouted the badgered soul, taking the names of all her companions – her dolls.

Finally, the mother managed to convince her, alluring her with the ever-successful bait of ice-cream and some more goodies. Do you think these mouth-slurping baits were ever going to really come the little angel’s way?

Nah….. Baits are some distant psychological tool used by mothers to get THEIR way around and then phishhhh…

What we forget is that kids no longer suffer from selective amnesia. And, never when it comes to things which their tiny brain keeps sending electric signals about… Parents perhaps are slowly realizing that the bait-game is passé; it’s just an anachronism in the world of today’s smart Alecs.

So was the story with this kind daughter who had obliged her mommy with her company. Her only concern was that soon enough she will be slurping and licking her favourite plain vanilla ice-cream in a crunchy waffle cone. Her mind was set that no matter what she was out to get herself an ice-cream and nothing else mattered!

While mommy dear became oblivious to the bait she had thrown, her daughter did not let her forget… even in-between the tired foot-steps dragging themselves from one shop to another; being literally dragged by the high speed pitter-pattering feet on seeing a board which shouted- SALE.

Her belief, not the ardent shopper’s, but the hooked ice-cream lover’s belief was firm that today was her special ice-cream day…. “I will get it even if I have to walk the ten extra steps for it ultimately,” perhaps thought the tired, but optimistic soul.

Hmmm….. I too want my ice-cream eventually and will have it!

I Also Saw...

Have you seen the sun, moon, stars and the sky?

The bird’s flight, the duck’s waddle

And, the smile of the passers-by?

Did you see the man with the cigar?

Driving a luxurious four-wheel

And, the prosperity around his central keel?

Did you see the candy man?

Shouting forcefully to sell

And enjoying his sweltering tan?

Have you seen the gleeful child?

Playing with his vivacious mom

Who has a manner which is not so mild?

  

I also saw.....

The dark sky,

The ceaseless flapping,

The tears before the smiles,

The lean shadow toiling relentlessly,

The hot flushes on his face,

The mother's hair thin and white...

And the courage and perseverance behind the smiling might!

I WILL!

I was going up and up

Moving up and only upwards

Lost in my gleeful trance…

The only way I knew

Was the upwards prance.

After being on the ground

Almost as if I was grounded

Springing up was fun…

Like an arrow from a bow

My speed was second to none.

Throwing total caution

To the winds

Rise like a phoenix I did…

Smiles galore throughout

And tears I forbid.

Thud thud thud

I landed flat

Face on the ground…

I found myself

With wounds around me wound.

Tsk tsk tsk

I rose again

Threw the albatross off…

With spirited steps

I was again off.

                       

Fall and rise I will

Cry and smile I will

Crawl and run I will…

Living life absolutely

I promise I will!

It does happen :)

Alright, I'm all set for the roller-coaster.... dreading the jerks and the near-death spins.

Hey, I get onto the ride and what is this? It's done with in almost no time!

They say- "It does happen.... When we decide to take things head-on, the battle is half-won and the remaining isn't even half as unbearingly spicy as we'd envisaged and blown out of proportion."

It does happen..... The stronger the resolve, the shorter seems the steeple-chase; greater the determination to win, the faster does the race get over with the winner's tag.

It's all about the fighting spirit and the desire to gobble down the unsavoury bit first and then relishing the best part. After all, life is a mixed platter... but, it does happen!

LIFE & YOU

Life tests those,
Who have the strength.
You aren't allowed to break -
Though you may bend.
Troubles knock us,
And turn us around;
It's all for the good -
Thereafter joys abound.


Don't under-estimate yourself,
Nor what life offers;
Miracles will take you by surprise -
With happiness filling your coffers!


Just walk on,
Let life lead you...
You don't need the joys -
They need you!

After the intermission when the movie refuses to begin?!?

Imagine, just imagine, you are seated within the comfortable air-conditioned confines of a multiplex enjoying the latest blockbuster......

Aha! This wishful thinking has already taken one away from the scorching 45 degrees Celsius and the routine of life per se!!!! Intermission happens just when you'd rather not have it; simply because your heavily-burdened mind is engrossed in this thriller  - and most willingly taken on the task of tracking the possible trajectory of the plot.

So, we rush like sprinters out there to win the race before the gluttonous multitude throng the snack-bar. Yay! Yay! I'm first - "I'd like to have a small coke and a pack of salted-caramel popcorn. Thank you."

Back in time to watch the second half, munching away at the corn like a kid whose just learnt the super-duper fast motor skill of moving one's hands between the popcorn bucket and the mouth. "The cola never tasted so yum before," you announce to the uninitiated, your partner while watching the movie as you silently pass off a burp with a silent remembrance of an adage - "It's better to burp and taste it than f--t and waste it!!!

Waiting in eager anticipation for the movie to begin, but it doesn't.... seems like some fault in the reels and the rolls and the..........

Ufffff! Exasperated? Definitely!

Stop a while and think - What if you didn't have the popcorn to munch away meanwhile? 

While we wait for what we've planned to watch as our supposed good life, are we missing out the popcorn bites and the wondrous sips of the cola???

Itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow polka dot bikini...

I used to detest the idea of studying for tests while in school; primarily because this bundle of grey cells simply didn't have the capacity to mug-up things.

I have no qualms in admitting that learning by rote was definitely not in line with my scheme of things - to the extent that I'd rather conjure up an essay in Hindi mentally and then translate and pen it down in the Sanskrit exam. I was ready to attempt to grasp the logic and apply it, get a palette of colours and create my own shade rather than go with the 'given'.

Much to everyone's surprise and the examiner's restless horror, yours truly would be the last one submitting the answer-sheet with a -"Done ma'am" - gleefully basking in a sense of some kind of convoluted achievement and walking out of the hall with frisky princess-like steps versus the plebeian majority!

Nothing's changed so far. And would I want it to?

A mail in my inbox displaying some arbid letters and numbers, making not much of a sense to me as I try to decrypt it...... But, the lucidity it brings to my mind- Aha, bliss!

With twinkle-eyed glares, the screen could turn into ashes with the intensity; the two sockets carry on with their mechanical task while a curve perches itself so permanently that the smile lines and crow's feet feel like an immovable fixture lying ever-since.

Again Ms. Patrician nests her ideas and nurtures them bordering on ecstasy. What the heck! Teeny-weeny thoughts and the wide grin ..... WoUld I want to cHaNge that?

Itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow polka dot bikini....... She was afraid to come out in the open..... Itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow polka dot bikini... Now she's afraid to come out of the water..... Water to the blanket, from the blanket to the shore, from the shore to the water and from her water to the :)