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Sunday, 1 November 2015

Would you be so kind, as to not visit me anymore?




Why do you arrive, with infuriating punctuality?
When you know how well I do without you?

When each time, I wish for your ‘homecoming’ to end –
But your schedule has never any amends!
Making me dismal seems to be your speciality,
How much I detest you – I don’t think you know the gravity!
(But of course, you must have an inkling –
because could you not have sensed my heart sinking!)

Oh, Why couldn't you be more like your cousin;
Whose arrival is awaited by dozens?
The One who spreads joy, one who doesn't annoy -
The One whose sole presence is a reason to enjoy!

The cousin who when goes, leaves behind fond memories,
And takes away with him all of life’s worries..  
The one with whom we all want more time
(Although - it’s true, he never inspired me to rhyme! )

Dear Sunday Night, here is a request :
Please go away, never to come back without consent;
And even if you must, please don’t bring along, the one who attracts even worse feelings,
You know it’s your close relative – the despicable Monday Morning!  



Tuesday, 18 November 2014

Was it magic?


 
There was once a girl and her dog
One loved food, the other loved frogs...

It so happened one fine summer’s day,
When the sun was blazing away;
The girl and her dog were home alone
And the heat had gotten to them both.


 The poor girl sat in her room, trying to study;
While the dog was roaming about, “probably being grumpy!”
She decided to find the dog, and see if he needed water
“Surely, the heat for him must be a bigger bother!”

Lo and behold, what should she find:  
The dog in the other room, sleeping like a child! 
The AC was switched on, and the room was cool
She was shocked, and felt like a fool!

“Is there someone else in the house, waiting to attack?
(The dog could have been courteous, and invited me perhaps)
After all, who else could have switched on the air conditioner?
Surely a dog is not capable of this endeavor…”

Yet nobody else in the house she could find,
Was it the dog or was it some power divine? 
It was a mystery, and it remains so till this day,
Who did it, nobody could say!

There was once a girl and her dog,
And one was smart, the other was not …


Is he the culprit? ....I don't think so either! 




This may or may not have been inspired by real life events, that depends on who you are deciding was the smart one... 




PS: The above poem is dedicated to Tom, who is the cutest and the best (also the worst) dog ever! 

Monday, 18 July 2011

Twelve days of...Driving!

Every day, as I wake up early and go sleepily to learn driving, one phrase comes in my mind every day, invariably– courtesy the advertisement for Ceat tyres- “the streets are filled with idiots!”. The ad very rightly shows cars having to stop suddenly when a person comes on the road from apparently nowhere; and the vehicle having Ceat tyres, is able to stop suddenly within inches of the ‘idiot’ and prevents the accident from happening. And indeed, this is true! The streets of Delhi are undoubtedly filed with idiots. And no, my “almost sleepy” state has nothing to do with this, for once behind the wheel, I am quite wide awake!
First of all, there seems to be an unspoken rule of “mode of transport, no bar” on the so called ‘main roads’. So, from cars to buses to autorickshaws to two wheelers- you name it, it’ll be there! Half of the roads are blocked by the parked cars nearby the residential areas. And then there are the fruit sellers with their carts, all on the same road. Now all of this wouldn’t be a problem if people were intelligent enough to move in their lanes , and save everybody the trouble. No, the autorickshaws have to move on the right side, obviously very slow ,and the buses will suddenly in sweep from the right  to stop at a bus stop on the left, when you are purposefully driving on the left side to stay out of trouble. That’s not all, while the bus comes and you are suddenly forced to brake, there will be children/ women/women with children who will glare at you for the narrow escape they had! But aren’t they supposed to follow the “look left, look right, look left again, then cross the road” rule? Or  is that rule not applicable anymore?  And as though this is not enough, the drivers of two wheelers think that they own the road just because they can squirm through any amount of space. So there you are at a turn, watching intently right and left before turning, very nervous, when a bike zooms past you. Now if you were moving, there would surely been an accident, and of course the person in the car is at fault. Before you recover  from the shock of the ‘almost accident’,  the cars behind you start blaring impatiently and you are forced to make a move quickly, or else bear the wrath of the angry Delhite. For a novice driver like me, the daily driving lesson is very scary, for I am in the constant fear of running over someone and it may not even be my fault! Nevertheless, each day I learn a new lesson, and vow to never become like the idiots I encounter daily on the roads...and if I ever see myself transforming into one, well... there come in the Ceat tyres to save me from the accidents!