He hung the puppets back on the wall, no strings attached. It had been a long hard day. Yet He longed for satisfaction. It was meant to be a stop-gap arrangement, but He never managed to move out. Sometimes, He figured, it’s not a question of options, it’s more about inertia – an innate tendency [...]
Archive for the ‘Irony’ Category
The dream job
Posted in Dream, Fiction, Irony, Life on November 7, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Ballmer Peak
Posted in Cartoons, Irony on June 25, 2008 | 2 Comments »
If you work in programming, or your second cousin’s first cousin is a software engineer, the following picture will interest you
Credits: cartoonchurch.com & xkcd.com
Cross-Roads
Posted in Irony, Poetry on February 18, 2008 | 2 Comments »
It dripped down the car-window, slowly.The drop of water, unholy.
It was reminiscent of a day passed, of roads and ways she crossed.
There was pain, a sob, a sigh. And yet, no voice out loud, no cry.
The baby at her breast was starved, but a cover to nakedness it carved.
All she wanted was it to survive, [...]
My Grave-Stone
Posted in Death, Fear, Irony, Life on September 29, 2007 | 4 Comments »
I did not like the feel of metal against bare skin. It felt naked and vulnerable. And yet, it was the way of life. The flesh, the cold stern touch .. the bruise it left for life .. a grudge that slowly subsided away and gave way to a pain .. a slow revelation of brutal heart [...]
Sheep in the big city
Posted in Irony, Life, Music on August 28, 2007 | 19 Comments »
The third chord C major ended the orchestra, or was it the applause that seemed to mingle and merge with the music. There was bach in the air all around. The audience seemed to gather around his focal persona.
He reflected back on all the years of solitude, misery and hardships he had gone through for this day. [...]
The greasy pole
Posted in Irony, Life on August 12, 2007 | 17 Comments »
” But what is it then that you want ?”
” I don’t know.”
” But you have to do something, you can’t just let it be.”
” Why? I am nursing my dream, that is just the way I want to live.”
He just sat there, underneath the greasy pole. It was a chaos up there, he knew [...]
The alchemy of desire !
Posted in Death, Irony, Love on August 4, 2007 | 24 Comments »
He could feel the evening chill settle down on his torn back. He covered his legs with the damp blanket. It was not that cold in there, but his bare body could take it no more … his head fell back .. deep into thoughts ..
She sat near him, he could hear her breathing … [...]
happYness
Posted in Fiction, Irony on July 12, 2007 | 7 Comments »
He felt the need for a smoke .. It was 5 in the morning .. It had been a fitful night .. he felt a little limp on the left. He looked around for water .. there wasn’t any. As he stepped down from his bed, he could feel the damp, squib earth beneath his [...]
..As it rained
Posted in Dream, Irony on June 21, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
And I glanced at the tick-tocking Ajanta wall clock again. The green shining radiating hands shouted blatantly at my face
4:55 ..
And another pang of insomnia .. amidst all the snoring sleep-oholics, I stand apart. I wonder .. what keeps me awake as the mind is unusually numb .. thoughtless In a meek voice, I ask [...]
Smoked away ..
Posted in Fear, Fiction, Irony on May 15, 2007 | 4 Comments »
He puffed at the last cigarette desperate for nicotine and solace. He could not comprehend it. He should have been happy. It was the achievement of his life and yet he felt .. alone .. sad and weighed down. He should have been out, partying with friends, having the time of his life to commemorate [...]
