[Poetry] ~ Shape of a Woman! ;)

Last noon as I was sincerely working in office, I decided to pull Raji’s leg and requested her to do a shape poetry…the shape being that of a woman…my specifications were 32-30-32 (well ya almost rectangular 😛 )!! But then as it usually happens with gals and me, Raji along with Tiger (she’s another item…I am so dead for this! :P) challenged me to do a shape poetry by friday! huh!!!

Friday was too far away to wait…and I decided to do it right away (will surprise them in the morning! 😉 )!! 😀

Here’s my first shape poetry, in the shape I love the best…The shape of a woman!! (Imagine her to have tied her hair back tight! 😛 ) 😉

Enjoy! 😀

 

Titbits! ;)

Let me talk some sense before I go ga-ga: Happy 59th Indian Republic Day! Its not just a holiday! Mind it! 🙂

Now back to nonsense! 🙂

Titbits – I am wondering if this is actually a single word, or…you know….

Had been to Saarang (IIT Madras fest) yesterday – read this in their Newsletter about the JAMing session that went on – “Women are like Kentucky Fried Chicken…when you are done with the breasts and the thigh, you are left with a greasy box to put the bone in!”

Celina Jetley – you know her? – sheesh – ok well…it seems she’s single and ready to mingle…any takers?
If (yes, if and only if) you look at her face and the make up it carries, I bet you would run away – else you’d blog about how it went! 😉

“All Men are Bastards”…is a world famously acknowledged quote, atleast in India!!
I’ve seen women go “Oh yeah…they are indeed”….and then a little later, they just go “Oh yeah…Oh yeah”!
Fact of life you see! 😛
On the other hand, Men nod their heads not knowing what else to B! They know at least one woman will like them that way! 😀

Rahul Gandhi I heard is in no urgency to give up the most eligible bachelor’s tag. I’ll wait for only a few more yrs, Mr. Gandhi…else I’ll wait to see another bachelor PM! 😆

Osho had this opinion – about ‘the-four-letter-word’ – that it was the most beautiful word in English…and that it clears the throat if said loudly, early in the morning! I’m saying this as its just a Fact U Can Know!

Got to know from a colleague that women in the US are complaining about – ‘Just 6 women being in the 21 member strong cabinet/team of President Obama!’!!! Just 28 odd percentage! Obama needs to know how to please women on a whole…and not just Michelle!
BTW…I have no doubt that our Mayawati, Mamta di and Sonia ji are the force behind this campaign! Soon we would be seeing a “33% reservation for women bill” proposed in the US parliament! 😀

I love women…they are the innovators (and ok, creators too)…they are upto some innovation or the other giving me hopes of a new business in future! How?
Well…2 of my juniors (guys) in college have got married…Now they are calling me up to get some marital advice! (yeah from me…of all ppl…are they nuts? :D)!!
The first thing that flashed to mind – Let me start a consultation firm! And second – How much do I charge them for such unasked consultation?
First and free advice I give to all unmarried males – Never marry before your senior in college (whom you are close to) does! Else he’ll charge you (pun intended)! 😛

 

No, Rare-view mirrors don’t lie…

Ever wondered about the lack of topic to post on your blog? I have…but not in the recent past…the happenings around provide me a variety of topics to not just talk and think about but also to write on…

Coming back to what I wanna say (I know I haven’t started it yet but then I thought it would need a build up with this liner! ;)), its just that I am seeing the world (by that I mean the men and women around us) change right in front of my eyes!!
Today since it was a holiday (Happy ‘Pongal’ to all those who are in celebration mood!), when I went out I found the roads empty…all cars neatly parked and not much of public transport either…I could see a long clean way down the road…and in that quest, far across the distance I could see her walking away from me…left-right-left-right (yes, her feet)…
Now she looked great from behind (ok…they all do)…with a neatly tied pony tail…and in a long skirt that looked to me like the one she would wear at home…as it was a tad too old to be worn outside…but I think she wore it out to get some vegetables or milk or something (I doubt she got any, cos the shops were all closed…)…I was on my two wheeler…so thought of driving past her and check out if my rear view mirror indeed brought “her nearer than she actually was”…I normally don’t do such things/acts, since its tough to see through the rear view mirror and all that!! 😉 But then I did it cos the roads were all empty with no traffic and hence I sensed this act to be of lesser risk!
As I passed her…I checked the rear view mirror to get stock of the situation…but instead I got the shock of this generation! The one I saw in the rear view mirror happened to be a God-damned ‘HE’ (No, NOT the Almighty)…a male with a “cute” pony tail and a loooong skirt….jees….I went ahead, took a U-turn…and No, Rare-view mirrors don’t lie…

Now what has the world come up to….

Centuries (ok…years…happy? :D) ago:

1) Women maintained long hairs…the pony tails, the plaited knots…
2) Women wore long shirts…
3) Women cooked…
4) Women stayed at home to look after the kids…
5) Ya it were women who beared those kids…

And now:

1) Men sport long hairs…have pony tails…havent seen a plaited knot on a man’s head…yet!
2) Men wear long skirts (saw today…phew….and was surprised to see many such freaks on the net while searching for a pic)!
3) Men cook….I do too, for survival… 😀
4) Men will soon stay back at home to look after kids and pay bills on weekdays (when the above can happen, this will!) 😀
5) Men can bear kids too…one man has done it already so far to prove my point! 😉

And in future:

1) Men in touch-the-butt-long plaited hair…
2) Men in Sarees, Salwaars…Any takers? I am not talking about the inner-wear…cos that would make me talk about the Chinese men who love to wear bras! I don’t wanna get there…
3) Men would move to their wife’s house post marriage and may even change their names (this happens in India)!
4) Men even wear their trousers/jeans low enough for the display of their Jockey/VIP/et.al brand tags!
5) Men may do things which I am not even able to think of now…don’t underestimate men… 😛

On the other hand…these days…

1) Women do sport short hair…
2) Women wear men clothes….the shirts, the trousers, the rest…
3) Women prefer men to cook (most if not all)…
4) Women like to lead or walk together in a corporate environment… (good!)
5) Women think twice about bearing kids (its a fact with working ones…) at the right age!

May be I can check on this post in another decade to reflect on major changes in our generation!

 

[Short Story]~ “Miss”tery!! :)

He had always been lucky to get what he wanted to have. Me too. There he is now…with her…from where I stand and see, happy and content. Sigh!

He fell in love with me few years ago and how he managed to woo me is still a matter of contemplation. All I can say is that he got lucky, by chance.
He was a charming young man, well settled, hard working and handsome. What more could any woman ask for? What more when there’s everything?
There was hardly anything that I found objectional in his behavior towards me, or towards anyone else for that matter. He loved me, he loved many.
I am a very straight-forward – straight and forward – woman from a middle class educated family. I can share everything, yes anything but my man.
When he proposed, I was surprised but I did make myself clear to him saying that he had to give up being a Casanova like he had been all this while.

I decided to go for it, as I had no other inhibitions in my mind. My mind’s had no inhibitions, its been quick and all clear all the while I have known.
There was not a moment of regret for what I had just committed. There were dreams of a futuristic life running in the mind. I could be me and wild.
It was not easy to be in a position I was. I was not used to it. It was all new for me. The last time it had been easier. I had just been a brides-maid.
That day as I looked into his eyes, I saw a future. I smiled a season. I could see how right I was in what I had done. My mind still had no inhibitions.
I wiped a tear, a tear of joy. I was now looking forward to leading this new life. A life full of happiness, for a thousand years to come. A few more.

~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~O0O~

He had always been lucky to get what he wanted to have. Me too, yes “Me too”! There he is now…with her…in the grave, happy and content. Amen!

He fell in love with her few months ago and how he managed to woo her, I now understand was simply an art. He got lucky again yes, not by chance.
He was a charming young man, well settled, hard working and handsome. What more could any woman ask for? What more when there’s everything?
There was hardly anything that I found objectional in her behavior towards him or towards me for that matter. I liked her for who she was, *itch.
She was a straight-forward – ok, too forward – woman from my neighborhood who was beautiful enough to push an adrenaline rush, the right way.
When he proposed, I was surprised – yes again. I think that I had not been clear when I had told him to stop messing with other women. He had to go.

I decided to go for it, as I had no other inhibitions in my mind. My mind’s had no inhibitions, its been quick and all clear all the while I have known.
There was not a moment of regret for what I had just committed. There were dreams of a futuristic life running in the mind. I had been wild. Just me!
It was not easy to be in a position I was. I was not used to it. It was all new for me. The last time it had been easier. I had just cleaned up the *itch!
That day as I looked at his closed eyes, I saw a future. I smiled a season. I saw how right I was in what I had done. My mind still had no inhibitions.
I wiped a tear, a tear of joy. I was now looking forward to leading this new life. A life behind those bars, for a thousand years to come. A few more.

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I really don’t know if this will suit the “mystery short-story” contest being conducted in the internal corporate blog. So do not ask me, “Where is the mystery?”…If you end up asking that, it would mean that I am successful in creating a mystified ambience if not actually a mystery. Ask, ask, ask! 😛
Though I had 3 weeks at my disposal, I tried my level best to come up with the plot till the very last moment (about an hour back). It seemed like I kept swinging the racket, but the ball just didn’t happen to be in my court. So I sat down to write with the desktop notepad and my mind – both white and clean. 😀
I finally managed to get what you read up above…phew…seemed like a poem to me….11 lines of almost equal length, used twice in an attempt to create mystery only to be mystified by the mess. Kindly bear this fool (Hindi mein Flower :P). Amen! 😉