Friday, July 04, 2008

Morning..


Aveek felt numb. He felt a blinding light pressing on his eyelids. He was standing at the pearly gates. He had not survived the night on the frozen mountainside, after he got separated from his team. He could feel the angels near him, engulfing him in warm breath and thought, 'Do angels breathe?' He felt them licking his face. 'Hang on!', he thought, 'angels don't lick faces.' He slowly opened his eyes and was dazzled by the light. Slowly, as his eyes adjusted, he could make out a shaggy head, with drooping ears. Slowly, Jackie came into view. His dog had saved him, and he realized that the blinding light was the morning sun blazing down on him.

Pssst..


"Psst..psst..!! Anil..psst.."
"Whaaaaat??"
"We'll meet after class, and decide.."
"Shh..Rishi sir'll hear.."
"Psst.. Sahil please pass this note to Anil."
"Marwayega kya Nitin!!"
"Sir's not looking, pass kar de."

Rishi was not oblivious to what was going on behind his back, but he tried not to react. He chuckled to himself. He was remembering his schooldays when he and his friends used to pass notes in class and whisper endlessly.

But this was military school. Discipline had to be maintained. With a heavy sigh, he turned from the blackboard and said, "Sahil, Anil, Nitin! Out of the class, right now and three rounds of the field."

Sahil gave Nitin a dirty look and said, "Ab kar psst, psst.. Idiot..!!"

Nature's Song..


A low-pitch of the north wind and,
a falsetto from down under,
a vibrato from the clouds, and
a melisma from thunder.

Swishing of the trees,
as if cords being strummed.
Crashing of the waves,
as if bongos being drummed.

All together it sounds as,
a song from the heavens
in midst of it, there's the
cappella of the ravens.

I stand on the porch,
listening to my favourite song.
Nature sings its opera,
making me sing along.

Clash..


Perseus reached the island of Medusa. There lying around were the statues of innumerable men, turned into stone. Perseus knew he had to be careful not to look at Medusa directly, else he would also be turned to stone. He constantly kept looking in his highly-polished shield, for a sign of her. Suddenly, there was a high-pitched scream….

Shobhu, the director shouted "CUT!! This is ridiculous. Som, can't you look where you are stepping. Javed is a human being, not a statue. We have to finish this by tomorrow, and we haven't even proceeded to Act 2. Gear up guys, come on..PLEASE…"To himself, he said, "This is not 'Clash of the Titans', its clash of the morons."