...Epiphany...

As i walked, aimlessly, towards the corner of that overpowering skyscraper, in the depth of the night, i could feel my shadow converging unto the humongous overshadow of it, the anxiousness dimming, the confidence gently receding, and i heard him say, "What have you to show for yourself?"

And i replied, valiant, relentless, "A lot!"

~ Unheard ~

The Old man,
Walked.
Sunlit Walkway,
Littered and Used,
Signs of caution, Vaguely infused.
Oblivious to his faint presence,
And the creaky bench,
Nimbly blinded by the light,
The hawker screamed with all his might.
Unheard, the Old man walks away,
Resolute and lost.
Until,
Pitiful silence of his denial,
Insatiable Emotions to oust,
And Blinded Silver lining,
hauls him back.
He Bends to straighten his disfigured structure,
And walks back to the hawker,
In all of his fading glory.
He twists and turns,
And stares and begs,
For him to listen to his story.

~ StarStruck ~

To wish upon a star,
I look up, Elated.
Crimson sky, starless.

Empathy, Shallow, Couldn't suffice.
The Want, Agitated.
Powerless.

Ties of Emotions Tepid,
Vivid flashes of vice, Insipid,
Subtle Denial, Emptiness.

Newly Infused Insomniac,
Blemished Virtues i Lack,
Keep coming Back, Haunting.

Gently Swaying Trees Liars,
Silver Moonlight averse, Retires.
Into the Darkness, Endless.

Shimmering Sight of Mournful Glee,
Thinking of What could Be.
I look up.
To wish upon a star.

~ Gone ~

And as the setting sun, started descending on the horizon, it was yet another day getting itself deducted from the equation. Sometimes, it just disappears as if it was never there. No visible outcomes, no probable upsides to it.

The weather, refreshingly cool, the winds surprisingly soothing. The scorching heatwaves- departed, the dreamy moonlight gently paved its way in. And I, capture the moment in my digital camera. Not that i am another budding photographer. Neither am i a particularly keen nature lover. Environmental concerns normally don't make me worried either. Yet, the scene was splendid. And i found myself pledging on reducing my "Carbon footprints", yet again.

It was my day off. Time was not of essence.

Being a part of the non-productive (theoretically speaking) working class, accustomed to the corporate habitat, of late nights, and late mornings, Coffee breaks, and air-conditioned skin-tones, everything was a surprise, as surprising as lottery wins, and mid-year appraisals.

Forgotten pleasures, revisited. One could argue on the feasibility of them being termed pleasure, for some mere routine, for some others not so much. The silently setting sun, made for a splendid view, and surprisingly, i wasn't thinking about the day gone by. As if The promise of a better tomorrow, was shadowing the darkness.Or maybe it was just the moonlight.

~ Vicious ~

And, at the Sight of it,
Its otherwise fake existence,
I was convinced,
It was love at first sight.

Until, you came and went away,
Like it has been, everyday.
You shook your head, Disbelief,
Bleeding heart, Your last foray.

Days of sadness, came and went,
Impassive, But turbulent.
Until i saw my Utopia,
Nimbly Fade Away.

Promiscuous dawn, Subtle Pain,
Shattered, confidence to Regain.
But, At the sight of its mere plausibility,
I was convinced, yet Again.

Lovelorn, wavering heart,
Promised, a future bright.
Look no further, went my repressed conscience,
As if, It was love at first sight.

..The Day The Idiot Box Stood Still..

As usual roomie1 was with the remote, and with the usual annoying grin on our faces, Roomie2 and me, sat down and looked at the television screen.

Roomie2 : "Oh no, Another South movie dubbed in Hindi!"
Me : "Man, i hope its title doesn't end with a "No1"
Roomie2 :  "No i think, it ends with a Tiger!"
Me : "Great, just great!"

And while we tried keeping ourselves interested, we couldn't help but overhear the overwhelming dialogues. Which could only mean one thing. Click, Channel change(which took a little persuasion)! The usual nudge to change the Channels, kept coming at regular intervals. And with every passing change, the sighs of arduous distress went louder.

Roomie1 : "How about the Informative channels?"
Roomie2 : "No. No. I don't want to see Animal mating routines so early in my day! No thanks." (The No being unbearably crass)
Short silence!

The merry-go-round halted at the speech of a Baba, and I could almost hear Roomie2, thinking aloud - "Spiritual channels!" And we sat him and his enthusiasm down with just an angry stare! (Pouting, for the wrong reasons but, yeah that was impressive!)

Roomie2 : Let's switch to the Music channels.
Me : Yeah, Yeah. Let's!

And we waited.
And we waited some more.

No sign. No sign of Music other than the once catchy, now insipidly annoying Airtel theme song. Forcing us to take that step, that step that everyone inadvertently takes at least once a day. The step, that took one man closer to the billions, and the billions closer to their computer screens. We signed onto the "Zuckerberg" franchisee. And with a thump, (a common result of not having the latest LCD model) the Idiot box was silenced, yet again.