14/2/12

ഇത് ബിസിനസ് ആണ്


ഹല്ലാ..
സീ ടി , എം . ആര് . ഐ .
എല്ലാം കഴിഞ്ഞുവോ?

ഇല്ല സാര്, ഇപ്പൊ കഴിയും.
പോസ്റ്റ് മോര്ടെം?

ഉടനെയുണ്ടാകും.

റിപ്പോര്ട്ട് എഴുതട്ടെ?

ഉം , ശരി.

"Just FORGET IT"

I am not Blind,
I am not Deaf,
I am not Dumb.

But
I do not See, Hear or Talk.

Because
I Scare.
Because, I scare you.

      *** *** ***


What if you guttle me down?
And what if you forget me?

The scripts were written and rewritten
By your own Hands.

15/10/11

Branded Death





Branded case,
Golden cross,
Lovely bouquets.

With none to mourn,
His soul broke up into-
Thousands of flinders.

Vultures are awaiting,
To stuff their bellies
With the sweat and blood.
And they combat again
With the sweat and blood
To combat on one another.

3/9/11

Et tu brute!

"My Heart beats like a drum..."

As the voice crept into MY HEART, which exactly did beat like a drum- my fingers swiftly moved towards the MP3 player to turn it off.It reminded me of the fact that , at times, music too would let you down deeply.

That was a drizzly evening.To be precise, the sun was nearing the Seas.


Somewhere, something was burning. I did not find it difficult to understand that the burning sensation was from within my heart.The philosopher in me has already started  to manage an equilibrium between the two extremes.
Well, its an hypothetical equilibrium.


The fatigued eyes, the fatigued legs and the fatigued heart staggered towards the destiny.And, every time , hopefully or hopelessly, it was merely a mirage.

Someone has switched the city into a perfect silent mode.In this evening, no one did talk of the revolution, of revolvers and bombs, of feminism and of the springs. Instead, all of us kept silence. An absolute silence.

I could feel the lull of the billows. The sea consoles the sun, it consoles me too.Because the sea has an ear to hear you.

I wanted to lie down, on the strands, to talk with the deep sea, to talk with the vast sky, to talk and to talk.
The OVERLOADED HEAD rested on the briny sands.No doubt, it was briny because it has been drinking the tears of billions and billions.

I felt a fingering just beside my head.I was shocked to notice a bright blue coloured kite on which it was jotted down

"ET TU BRUTE...

                         I MISS YOU"

I was totally numb.

Those tattered thoughts huddled up  into the black carpet of warmth. Everything around me was seen blurred.

Blurred images all around!

As the rays of hope rushed into the heart , all in it was thawed. And, the morning was finer than ever.




 Dedicated for my friends.
 Well, I'm sorry!