Me: I just wished my ex boyfriend a belated happy birthday, a belated merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. I hope he's happy with his sweet wife. May the Lord bless both of them.
Me: What's what? Was my English that bad? I don't think I have to repeat what I just said.
Uncle: By the way .. when was he your boyfriend?
Me: Oh I'm sorry. I was almost on the verge of becoming his girl friend but I guess something went wrong. We decided to continue to be friends or enemies I suppose. I don't remember. I have a poor memory, old man.
Uncle: When you want to pick up a fight with me, your memory is too sharp. You are able to recall every sentence I uttered nine years ago. W...
Me: You have no idea what you're doing in the name of helping me prosper.
Uncle: I have no idea how to cure your mental illness. You suffer from imagination.
Me: I only hope your efforts don't go in vain. I hope you don't get to see something you least dreamt will happen. I'm losing my mental balance.
Uncle: You're thinking negative again.
Me: My job is taking a toll on my mental health. I've been telling you this since two years. I am doubting if you had something to do with the management turning down my resignation. Why didn't they let me go like every other employee walks out so easily?
Uncle: Because they need you. I had nothing to do with your resignation. You're turning paran...
Uncle: preparing a new time table is nice. You have to follow it. That's important.
Me: I'll try.
Uncle: You hand me a copy of it. I'll make you follow it.
Me: No. I'll follow it myself.
Uncle: You better hand me a copy. I'll teach you how to follow it.
Me: I'm sorry. I can't do that.
Me: I've allotted some time for making and attending phone calls. You will strike that out. I'm sure. I'll not give you my time table.
Uncle: Lol. Okay.
Me: I've allotted some time to hang out with friends on Sundays. If I hand you copy of it, you'll delete that too. I know you.
Uncle: Have you not allotted some time to pick up a fight with me?
Me: Nah! I haven't. If you want me to al...
Uncle: How was work?
Me: Oh I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Uncle: Don't let me faint.
Me: I'm serious!
Uncle: How did this happen?
Me: I changed myself.
Uncle: 2018 has really changed you I guess.
Me: I think the planetary position in my birth chart has changed.
Uncle: Hahahahahaha. You and your astrology!!!!
Me: I'm never going to get angry from now on.
Uncle: I can provoke you in seconds. A few seconds are enough.
Me: Try it, buddy!
Uncle: Your dad was an asshole.
Me: I'll kill you. I will. You have to die. I'll wipe you off from the face of this earth right now.
Me: If you only utter one more word about dad, you're dead. I'm serious!
Uncle: Your eyes and your smile aren't synching in. What's wrong?
Me: Nothing. I'm fine.
Uncle: Don't try to be someone you're not. It's okay to be grumpy. I just asked to try to smile more. You're trying to change yourself overnight. It's difficult.
Me: Why are you this smart?
Uncle: Come on. If I have to handle a smart girl like you, I have to be over smart. You can hoodwink others. Not me.
Me: Hmm. I know.
Uncle: Where's the injury? Which side of the heart?
Me: in the centre I guess.
Uncle: Want a cigarette? It helps cure heart diseases.
Me: haha. No. I don't want.
Uncle: Who is it this time? Mom I guess.
Me: You figured it out so quick.
Uncle: Some things are bett...
Me: I think I'm going to die.
Uncle: Oh that's great. Please transfer all your property to me before you die.
Me: hahaha. I like it.
Uncle: Quick .. quick.
Uncle: Why are you laughing?
Me: At the moment, please hand this cheque over to *___*
Uncle: Write another cheque for me. I'll make sure I'll take off all your money before you die.
Uncle: You've signed a blank cheque, my girl.
Me: I trust you.
Uncle: I'll surely deceive you and take off all your money.
Me: hahaha. You made me laugh.
Uncle: Life is short. Keep laughing.
- the new Melody
Me: Are you a terrorist?
Uncle: Hahahahahaha. Something new. What happened?
Me: I had been to Aunty Jasmine's home. Her husband asked me not to inform you that I had been to their place. They were glad to see me though. They gave me so many sweets .
Uncle: Is it so?
Me: Why did they say that?
Uncle: You should ask them. I never stopped you from going anywhere.
Me: I asked him. He said.. if you tell uncle that you had come here, he'll get angry.
Uncle: haha. He must have been kidding.
Me: No. You're lying. The other day I visited some other aunt's home. Even she was so scared. She asked me twice.." Does uncle know that you have come to our place?"
I think you're a terrorist. That's wh...
Uncle: You were all happy and outgoing yesterday. What's wrong today?
Uncle: Joining us for Christmas, right?
Me: Oh.. You're wife and children are coming home for Christmas I suppose. That's great!
Uncle: Nah.. My siblings are coming home. Your favorite aunty is coming home.
Me: And your family?
Uncle: They've got better places to visit. Why will they come to a poor man's house? I'm not rolling in wealth like my daughters and their inlaws.
Me: You and poor???? That's why you've been looking after so many people all your life. So much so that don't have the time to look after yourself.
Uncle: What have I got , child?
Me: A rich heart and a loving hand that always gives b...
Again today, they sat together on the staircase outside their flats with a cup of tea, enjoying each other's company and a little peace in their life.
This time he initiated.
He: Time is running to fast. Isn't it?
She: Why do you feel so?
He: Don't you agree?
She: (with a deep breath) For me, it's moving to slow i guess!
He: (whispering to himself) If I could freeze this moment with you, and you could read my eyes!
She: (whispering to herself) Argghhh....For how long I've to wait for him to confess! I wish, if time could fast forward!
Both looked at each other exchanging smiles in silence!
As daily, once again they went back into their respecti...
The hours come and come;
The words go, at last,
So hard won,
Released on down their path
And gloriously un-owned,
Light and lofty
With our breath behind them,
Flying into yesterdays
while we forge new todays
In the wake of weighty silences.
New Delhi, India
He: I wanted to apologise.
She: For what? You haven't done anything wrong.
He: I should had trusted you.
She: But you chose not to...
He: I am sorry.
She: 102 days, 11 hours and 10 seconds...
Look upon that high shelf,
low down there...
...do you see the darkness,
Desires no longer wanted,
Fears gratefully accepted...
Goals are of no importance,
Differences shunned as if leprosidic,
"The Same As" the only valid comparative term allowed...
Reaching out isn't a thing,
what a silly notion,
To sit around telling each other about the very same life we already live!
Crazy to think about the impact our differences actually play in everyday life,
I'm personally elated to be able to sample a bit of every flavor in each person I meet,
Can't you tell my smiles bigger than (me being fat & all...) standing with an emp...
* the doorbell rings so loud for once*
Me: Who the hell is come to disturb my sleep? It's Sunday. Let me sleep.
Uncle (screaming his lungs out): Open the door, you lazy woman. I want that stick.
Me (dragging myself to the door): You're a pain in my neck and everywhere. I'm serious. Why do you come home in the morning?
Uncle: My God! Look at your audacity. Okay, I'll go back.
Me: No. No. Sorry sorry. Come in.
Uncle: You just called me a pain in your.. whatever. Why should I come in? I'm leaving.
Me: I'm sorry. I was fast asleep when the doorbell rang. So... so... you know it happens.
Uncle: Your "whatever" pains, right?
Me: hahaha. Come in.
Uncle: I want that stick, child. ...
How long do we continue to talk with someone when the conversation becomes more like a thought reflecting mirror?
What is he going on about now I can hear you asking yourself? I was very reluctant to share this following thought that is weighing on my own mind of late as really it should be just between the two that it affects. You may agree at this point but when you have read it you will see perhaps why my mind was driven to express it here. Ok so here goes…
Well I have or perhaps because I am writing this thought should say, had, past tense now, someone with whom I conversed an awful lot. We would talk about anything and everything no matter how personal that was.
Once a small tree asked big tree that, what made you soo strong?
And the big tree replied,
Its all about the 'HOPE'.
I never waited for sunshine and rain.
Evan for the beneath soil.
I trusted God.
And he made me to stay with green.
and it's all about hope,again.
I’ve been writing often but it’s only because your absence makes me feel miserable.
The city lights, the gleaming lanes, the cross roads stuck with honking cars and the people I call my own, my everything is there in the city which you sleep in. And I, am far away from my blanket of happiness.
Over a span of memories that we have weaved,
Your voice has been my second favourite.
It gives away all of your secrets of the day,
And yesterday, your voice was natural, flowing freely like the smoke diagram I made,
Your words being touched by the air around them and gleefully, they cheered up my senses.
The laughter, the jokes and words exchanged for the mere purpose of spending time wi...
She:Do you like me?
He:i like the the way u breath❤.
You might not realise it now,
You will though,
It will dawn upon you that these little late night conversations, overpowering sleep and the highly intoxicated me, is a setting of the universe without any adulteration.
This time, we spend together, with the moon looking at us, is the most beautiful embellishment his night could ever possess.
Over the call,
Your voice makes an appearance, fades in and breaks the silence and like always my smile is a little brighter just by a mere hello.
In my mind, this is like a dance, a slow waltz, where I am standing so very close to you and behind you is the scenario of my every dream, turning to reality.
This is in contrast to your rou...
Uncle: If you were a little smart, you could have avoided that problem.
Me: I'm the smartest. I closed the chapter at once.
Uncle: You're creating more and more enemies for yourself.
Me: Can't help it. I don't understand why some people stoop so low.
Uncle: Because they want to survive. Survive somehow.
Me: So they'll do anything. Sell themselves too?
Uncle: Why not? Necessity is the mother of all evil.
Me: I don't want to live in India. Please let me go abroad. I'm fed up of being nice to people. I heard people abroad have no time to sneak into anyone's life. They just mind their own business. They don't trouble others. They don't exploit weaknesses.
Uncle: Who told you that? People...