pigmented fragment...!!

black- melanin...
blood- hemachrome...
blue- ultramarine...
bluish green- viridian...
brown- umber..
coaltar- mauve..
earth- again umber..
ironore- ochre...
red- carmine cinnabar
or bright vermilion..??
a photographed piece..
a mosaic...montage...
pieced together..
piece by piece...
picturesque..
scenic..
striking..
vivid..
quaint...
idyllic....
a unit..
a bit..
a sliver..
a splinter..
a slice..
a scrap..
a piece..
a part...
a portion...
a chip..
a morsel..
a fragment...
beneath all
lies the pigment.....!!!

a perfect stranger...

shore beach ground
thread string rope
maroon necklace
uncanny unknown
odd exotic
novel unusual
outre alien
queer quaint
direct upright
honest frank
pure unmixed aligned
his smile....??
PEARL...
his face....??
a familiar TOPAZ...
his heart
i know not...!!
RUBY
AMETHYST
a gem
a jewel
precious to me........
sweet ice
mousse....melon
special sundae
pudding pie.......
was he a sherrif ??
a goon??
an informer??
a king??
an emperor dethroned??
know i not...!!
else..other
diverse another
unlike others.....??
or dime-a-dozen ??
"NO!!!"..I thought.....
sneerer scorner snob...??
dejected discouraged
dampened disheartened
by the mask he wore
cloak,camouflage....a disguise ??
is he an illusion??
an illness?
an ailment?
malady of a mad lady??
a dream...?
a longing...?
an affection??
a newcomer..?
an outsider..?
a foreigner....?
an outlander....?
he was just a stranger...
a perfect stranger...!!!

unearthed!!!

fragment...part, bit
flinder, morceau
shred, chip ???
sweet, spicy
odorous, balmy
olent, redolent....fragrent fragment....?
bark - Canella
flower- Rose Jasmine Lilac
gum resin-Myrrh
oil-Balsam
plant-Lavender
rootstock-Orris
seed-Anise
shrub-Tiara
wood-Cedar
aromatic seeds
bulblike roots
tender stock
fragrant seed
forbidden fruit
pungent pods
perennial stem
oh..so frail...fragile..feeble..slender...
Mother Nature's splendid wonder
unadorned
unadulterated
unalloyed
unblemished
untarnished
are the secrets of nature unearthed....

splash....

stark white frock
neat pleated frilled
hair braided
with ribbons silk
shoes shown bright
spotless speckless
skips hops
tumbles topples
falls
splashes
muddy water all over herself
all wet
all dirty
eyes teary
grey and misty
awaits a helping hand
groans in pain
looks disdain
for people pass by
looking past her
people pass by
as if she never existed
until a young boy
not more than ten
extends his hand
pulls her out of the sticky tricky situation
gives away his stark white shirt
his only possession
offers her his only meals of peanuts and milk
does his best to make her his friend
but in the end
she sulks and groans
curses him instead
for not showing up earlier and helping her quick
snubs him
scoffs at him
selfish and thankless
she takes off in to a sprint
the teary eyed tender boy
stands shirtless homeless friendless
not knowing what to do....
skips hops
tumbles topples
falls
splashes
muddy water all over himself........

mom.. here i come!!!

words images
birds cages
twigs nests
golden chests
cobbled path
brick red stoned walls
poles of iron rust
laiden with dust
spiralling stairs
ricketty chairs
creaking door hinges
cracked walls
roofless tops
spider cobwebs
stained bathtubs
a shadeless tree
stands amidst dried tulsi
a pot of tea
cooker whistling
portraits hung
framed wooden
a distant call
the metal buckets fall
water gushing
muddy brown
salt strewn
a distant bell
of the temple atop
a splash of rain
choked drains
soaked me
eyes searching for me
heart pounding
silk saree serenading
eyes moist and anxious
arms stretched warm and tender
white fluffly towels
wrapping me in to a bundle
baked biscuits
fried cutlets
roasted cashews and almonds
mom's scented jasmines
my uniform buttons undone
homework never done
red remarked calender
dog-eared pages
blue-inked smudged faces
torn ribbons
unopened uneaten tiffins
faded curtains
soft saree cottons
muffins and raisins
mom's scented jasmines
now weary wornout
bald toothless knocked out
old wrinkled
wretched broken
mom.......here i come.......!!

MAIS OU EST TON PAYS??

On dit,
"nous sommes réunis
les guerres sont finies
la paix est possible
sans des choses nuisibles
mondialisation
localisation
glocalization
c'est un monde petit"
mais l'ironie
c'est qu'on dit,
"mais où est ton pays?"

où est ton pays?
où est ton pays?
mon pays?
c'est l'Amérique!
c'est un grand pays!

où est ton pays?
mon pays?
c'est l'Irak!
il y avait des hauts palmiers flexibles et verts,
avec la flamme et le feu,
il n'est qu'un désert!
ses plaines torrides
ses sables arides
vive l'Amérique!
vive l'Amérique!

où est ton pays?
Ah ta peau noire!
je peux te voir,
je jure que tu es d'Afrique!

on dit,
"Egalité,Fraternité,Liberté!"
mais pour le stockage déchet
pourquoi les pays sous-développés?

l'ethnocentrisme au lieu de l'humanisme...
l'exploitation au nom de l'égalité...
l'inégalité au nom de l'opportunité...
l'esclavage au nom de la liberté...
la corruption au nom de gouvernance...
le racisme au nom de la rationalité...
la guerre au nom de la paix...
mais où est ton pays?

je vois les enfants pleurer...
je vois les femmes violées...
je vois les soldats attaquer...
les coups de feu résonner...
les murs s'écrouler...
la population terroriser...
je vois des hommes se perforer,s'ensanglanter,se tuer...
quoi de gagner?
pourquoi tant de brutalité?
quelle immense imbécillité?
mais d' où viendra la délivrance?

escaladés...
inondés...
périssant...
vain y rendre un combat impuissant!!
il n'est que des débris,
on n'entend que des cris..........
les HUMAINS...
les HUMAINS...
ne seront pas demain!!!

où est ton pays?
mais où est ton pays?
où sera ton pays?
n'importe quel pays........
n'existera plus ton pays!!!

i know something good about you!

Wouldn’t this world be better?
If the folks we meet would say,
“I know something good about you!”
And then treat us just that way..
Wouldn’t it drive away all the blues?
If each hand clasp warm and true,
Carried with it this assurance
“I know something good about you!”
Wouldn’t life be a lot happier?
If we praised the good we see?
For there is such a lot of goodness
In the worst of you and me
Wouldn’t it be nice to practice?
That fine way of thinking too?
You know something good about you
I know something good about you!
I know you are good
There is goodness in you
For you’ve the goodness of god within you!

an ode to anu..my best friend!

AN ODE TO MY FRIEND..ANU!
We are here together now
But before we knew it 2 years have gone
Our lives appear to be a major stress
Seems like college life has given us a miss
No time to dress
Deck up our tresses
Unlike other youngsters
All we hear is complaints from peers
No clubs, no camps
No outdoor trekking, drop-dead shopping
Or mountaineering or swimming
Or even stupid silly Bollywood movies
We are always on the run and called “ROADIES”
Time just slips away leaving us sleepless, restless
Bullet paced, fast and untraceable are our lives
With “oh no alliance! Mourns and sighs”
There’s something that we want to achieve
Believing earnestly in an unknown dream
Soon we would be enlightened not disheartened
When the sleepless nights would have transformed itself in to a new limitless horizon
Soon we would discover and decipher our true calling
And would be doing what we should be doing
One day we would be glad when we look back
For there would be success patting our backs!
Be it our brunch or lunch
Photo shoots under the arches
Or cheese-cabbage crunch
Be it our not yet materialized plans for pizzas and pastas
These little moments would be etched eternally in my memory
And do I’ve to say to you?
That”man..i’m gonna really miss you!”