The Quote -

"Oh! I hate my monthly salary, it gives just enough meaning to my mundane life"

-Muthu

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

In Love - Poetry



I

Darkness drags its feet.
deliquesce denied.
Caught in the dark locks of her hair.
thy night continued.

II


Thy voice of the breeze
singing;
Thy strands of her hair 
dancing –
Perennial persiflage




III

Celibate moon
withers;
In tethers-
not able to break
Through her window screens!!


IV

Vulpine straits;
storm torrents;
Turbulent currents; 
sails torn, 
tears forlorn-
but he still rows- 
for she is waiting for him.


Author's Note:
 It has been quite a while since I blogged. When I wanted to restart blogging I wanted to post something light and memorable - some of old poetry (that I tweeted a while back). Hope you guys like them.

Monday, June 10, 2013

The ballad of balloons & other poems


 Poem 1 - The Ballad of the Balloons-




A few blue balloons flew skyward
Time & Gravity
killed their hegira
But the kids eye's were still lost
In the vast skies



Poem 2 - An escape to death:




Hegira from heights
Thy rain drop alights
Torn wings in loaned swings
An escape with torn capes
From thy pan, plop into fire 



Poem 3 - The distant echos...



      

Ensconced amidst
Thy rumbling heart beats;
Echoes a mild melody;
Listen close; you may hear
Her smile;


Poem 4 - SOS



In paltry beats
some billion feats
Thy earth's heart
thumps & bumps
Thy tabernacle

thy home become.  #stopterrorism



Author's note-

These are some of the tweets that I posted a while ago. I hope you guys like my poetry. In case you guys are interested in more of my tweets, do follow me in twitter @aarthycrazy - I cannot assure you regular tweets but can always guarantee some quite quirky ones. :) 

Saturday, June 1, 2013

The Helpless - A 55 fiction

The Snap:


The Tale:


“I don’t want to go to the dentist” Her chubby voice gurgled.
“hmhm”
“Please papa….. Please….”
“hmhm hmhm”

The kid pulled his hand gingerly.

“I really don’t want to…..”
“hmhm.... Okay.” he sighed.

The kid calmed down for a moment, a bare moment before then her voice crackled as she sobbed.

“I am sorry, papa but my tooth .......... still pains” 




Author's Note:

The idea behind the 55 fiction is to emphasize the unsaid reality that is left out of the story-
 the kid who did not take care of her teeth despite the warnings of the parent, The helplessness that chokes her father when she is suffering from pain, the innocence of the kid when she is apologizing for something as simple as taking care of your teeth.

This is a part of Colgate's IndiBlogger Contest. To know more about the Colgate initiative and their expert articles on teeth and gums, kindly visit the following link.

Monday, April 1, 2013

A king's Tale - Flash Fiction


The Snap-


The Tale-


A dry smile hung on his bloodied face apropos the stark struggle it had taken for him to claw his way to the top; to have had the guile to be ruthless; the gall to war tooth and nail with his own clan, his own brethren.

All of them, every single one of them fierce warriors, now defeated; now lying broken on the battleground beneath his feet; their tired breaths echoing around the empty embers of the open sky; their astute eyes fixed on him, their very fates hanging by the tethers of his decision.

 “I win” His deep voice shattering the slip of silence welling after the din of the conflict. “I am the alpha and I am the king”

Then he got down on his knees to help them up.

Who's a  king.......... alone??




Friday, December 14, 2012

The Honest Woodcutter- Fiction (Aesop's Retold)



“You are not honest.” The angel sighed. “Not even close to it.”

The wood cutter’s hand tightened around the three axes as he stopped walking, turned and looked up at the angel. His hardened face skewed into welt lines lashed with the abrupt accusation.

“But I did the right thing… Didn't I?”

“Oh …. Really? So, tell me, my dear man” She taunted “What happened? And what did you do, that you think is so right?”

“My axe. It fell into the river. My mistake. Was not handling it properly. And just as I thought that it was done for, you came forward to help but retrieved a golden and silver version of my axe before coming up with my own. And yes, as honest as I am, I owned up to only my own axe.”

“And then…” she prodded.

“You gave me all the three as a gift to my honesty. Right??”

 “Well, that’s true.” She paused, her warm red lips dipping into a delicious smirk.  “But wouldn't a really honest man simply refuse the other two axes given as gifts. And what’s the point of being honest, if you start accepting bribes for the very act, the one you deem to be in accordance to your own moral principles.”

She calmly shook her head, her soft flowing hair reveling in the mellow breeze.

“Oh… please…… Didn't you see this coming? What are you… a thumb sucking kid? You are honest because you choose to be; not because someone greases your palm now and then for your good deeds.”

The wood cutter blurted out. “But it was a gift.”






It was then that she started to laugh. Her luscious voice raining through the entire valley, her guffaws drizzling with the dew of her mirth, her dark eyes exploding with a million teasing tinges, she turned around towards the bottom of the river. And just before leaping in into its arcane depths, she gave the bewildered woodcutter one last look and sighed.

Another wannabe. A honest one at that.



Author's note-

Another attempt in twisting the Aesop's with regard to a more skewed version of morality. The argument that is made by the fairy is ambiguous and questionable but I think it is still valid in its own right. If we are not enjoying something and doing it just for the end result- then that I think marks the first step in the decay of human purpose. (Well, that went too philosophical than I intended to. Pardon me.) And I would love to hear what you guys think of my version of honesty.

Also, If you guys are interested to check out the other Aesop's that were retold by me, kindly check out this link. Also, the original tale of the honest woodcutter can be read in the following link.