In my shoes...

You say

Stoicism is bliss when in yourself....but disconcertingly upsetting when in others... Its like speaking to a stone....that point you reach when there is no way forward....no adjustment... you know just the right solution...but also the pointlessness in suggesting it!! those are times when the opacity of the human soul makes you wonder...a fellow being...and yet so unlike...so indiscernible!!! so unobliging!! unfeeling! you are at your wits end....the tremendousness of the calamity and the conflicting indifference....the frustration and the inability to vent it out...and of course, the inconsequentiality of your agony.

but I say -

if only you could see the other side of the deal...

if only you knew the joy therein!

the joy in not knowin...

not understanding...

n not even bothering!

or in forgetting...

forgoing...

even if not forgiving...

the convenience of it all...

the wisdom it entails...

the immense cocoon....

the world is all blossoms!!

the anxiety remained...

I gave him a red, red rose!
He brought out his scissors...
bisected it...
held it in cross-section
and asked me to find the gynoecium.

I told him, "love!"
he wanted to know the etymology of it...
and then wondered
about the phonetic irregularity.

So, exasperated...
I gave him my heart...
Will he? Wont he???
And lo! behold!!
He made me his own!!!

The Epitaph
This summer,
could you outdo the sun?
This summer,
just this summer,
could you please make it warm???

TALK

we walk,
we talk,
we laugh out loud.
we stop,
we wonder,
we whisper, we shout.

but once in a while,
a silence descends...
a silence unpremeditated!
an uncanny silence.
a silence unreasonable,
or a pregnant pretense-
perhaps alleged apathy
or even mere ignorance!
that gratifying sense of self-pity
of being the un-accommodated one;
or the irked, trapped sensibility
entreating earnest isolation.
a silence of question
a silence of thought
a silence to measure out
limits and worth
percolating our gestures-
the silence awaits.
a minute scrutiny of slippers
an evading gait...
a sudden honk
breaks the drilling drone!
the exasperation
has reached its brink!
if only a look, an accidental touch
if only a smile, or a wink.

we walk.
we baulk.
we reason, we shrink!
we ponder
we expect
a pitter-patter, a clink...