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“Are you happy?”
“Right now, yes”.
She was a very cautious woman.
Her answers were always measured.
As though somewhere inside her she had a beaker, a flask, and a pipette with markings
Into which she carefully poured her words, and held it up to the light,
To exactify the measurement
Before actually uttering them.
“Are you happy?”
“No”.
His voice was a perpetual cloud cover,
A low drone of boredom zzz-ing in the ear,
Like dull grey concrete made duller by rain water.
And as the city lights reflected on his rimless spectacles
He downed glass after glass of scotch and soda
Willing it to be liquid sunshine.
“Are you happy?”
“Not sure”.
Confusion was a fire fly in her big eyes
Flitting easily from eyelash to eyelash,
The tiny light twinkling through each smiling blink.
She had captured the fire fly on one of her long solitary trips
And it had decided to stay with her forever
Seducing surer ones with a playful wink.
“Are you happy?”
“Yes”.
But the answer had come on the wings of a sigh,
The peaceful glide of a white tipped seagull
Skimming the surface of a blue-white ocean.
Slowly the sigh turned into a mythical creature
As the gull swept off ever higher, a speck in baby blue
Soaring despite its burden.
POSTED BY SHREYA LATHIA
6:51 PM
For Schazeb (legally known as Shahzeb)- who is a drama queen, and a sweetheart, alternately. And a narcissist, perpetually. I indulge him, he tolerates me. Less than perfect, more than entertaining. No- fans of Schazeb, I am not his girlfriend.
Love- “Writer”. top
7:07 PM
It was the Mithibai BMS annual festival. An open ground. A stage. Lots of sponsor hoardings and a young and chirpy crowd. I was standing with Viren.
This girl comes on stage between the dance competition and the live performance and asks the crowd, "Are you guys having funnnnn?" I tilt my head a little towards Viren and ask, "Who is this chick?". He says," She has a boyfriend". "But i didn't ask that". "Well I answered the question that was coming after this one. You would not remember her name anyway (pause), by the way, it's Shreya Lathia and she is our junior". "You mean like a steady boyfriend?", i ask him. top
11:07 PM
"Drama queen"!!!!! Tee hee hee....that is so apt!
About the post, Shreya, beautiful metaphors! I hope you're giving serious thought to getting your works published! top
11:31 PM
thanks padma! appreciate it... top
10:17 AM
now what can i say..except that shreya it's beeautiful...words that i can scarcely get in my head to describe anything..but then you just put it all out in a form that i can scarce understand..poetry..
and i am delighted!!
love ya!!
schazeb..ab standards bahut high ho gaye hain...pata nahin if anything else will be worth posting after this one..what say?? drama queen, narcissist..hehe. perfect top
7:50 PM
oye, people! standards have always been high! Why do you think i invited the elite of Blogistan to scribble a few lines for me.
and my readership.
my. top
2:23 AM
sorry shre, I tried restraining but... I don't really like it
I mean, it doesn't feel like you. you know what I mean? it feels like you've somehow managed to step out of you, and paint a picture. but it doesn't make sense. the picture.
much love. top
2:26 AM
oh god, I can alreayd imagine the curses, and the bitching, and the disdain... "chee! kya pagal hai yeh, itna toh achcha likha hai. shayad samajh mein hi nahi aaya hoga"
but then again, don't I always seem to get?
or maybe the caramel/custard/jelly pudding is getting to my head. but I don't really.............. top
4:39 PM
oye mirchii!!
koi aisa nahin sochta...aur agar sochta bhi ho...tho kuch farak nahin padta...am so happy that you are so honest about how you feel..and i am sure shre appreciates that..
one hug just for that!!
:) top
6:34 PM
hi schazeb, do you even care? think you're some big economics god or what, that you don't have time for us techies? bhoot! hallo, PLS (south indian/kerala ishtyle) check my blog!
okay, love! top
11:01 PM
hi u
long time no hear. would like to post as a 'guest writer' but don know how. pardon me - im bloggingly challenged (eeks. dont know why i say these things)
was thinking , wondering what you are doing. drop a line. say hello to an OLD friend. top