my personal duty

if the bright sunlight is shining in your eyes

I can dim it so that it gives the comfort of ice

if the sounds in the nature deafening you

I can turn them musical the way magicians do

if the smell you sense around troubles your nose

I can covert that around so that it smells like rose

if the sensation of touch doesn’t make you at ease

I can change everything to make as soft as cheese

if the taste on to your tongue is not up to the mark

I can borrow the buds that is being used by shark

I want you to enjoy the mature’s unexplored beauty

and to make you feel homely is my own personal duty

complicated dialect

Someone help me with the tuition

I am  in reality not a magician

how do I understand her language

I don’t have any past advantage

she often speaks from her eyes

I could never decode it otherwise

her silence has the power of words

how do I break this type of password

her hands give me lots of indications

I can’t understand those abbreviations

her killer smile too says the entire story

I could never read anything confirmatory

it appears that I am a big foolish moron

who is not conversant with such lexicon

if someone can teach this complicated dialect

it will surely enhance my romantic intellect

the inherent asymmetry

the habit of settlement is not always good

the need for dissension is never understood

life cannot always offer a cakewalk to us

it is a mad mad world with a crazy rush

so please pour some acid of disagreement

on the biological assay of our relationship

stir it with the tender ladle of togetherness

so that we can well make a perfect grip

let there be a conflict of millions of words

let’s forget our flock, let’s forget our herds

let us respect our inherent asymmetry

and convert it into a a perfect chemistry

An alert!

Few days back, my son has reported an unusual incident happened at the school premises.

It appears that when he was coming out of the class walking down the steps, a senior student came to him and slapped on his face. My son did even not know the boy; forget about thinking of any other possibility for that slap. The senior boy was with his bunch of friends and all of them started laughing after the slap.

the necessity for compromise

who is satisfied with the compromise

neither you nor I

but when the water went above the head

it was time to say goodbye

at least the rot didn’t get exposed

at least the secrets were not disclosed

at least the peace of mind remained

at least the artificial rapport was maintained

life is a basket of compromises

and this wisdom gets developed with maturity

compromises are better than the conflicts

at least the character doesn’t get stripped

Is this rube?

Oh! what a strange prompt today

all my thoughts have gone ashtray

didn’t know the meaning of rube

my vocabulary is going to droop

is it the cube fallen in a river

the idea itself gives me shiver

is the the railways called tube

No! that is a literally bad rube

is it that rust preventing lube

Ah! that is quite a slippery rube

Rube rube rube!

forcing me to snoop

family bus

I don’t really know what makes me suspicious

for your eyes seems to be betrayed frequently

and I am the most unequivocal person on earth

who is trying to live the complex life decently

the honesty today is seen with great suspicion

the straightforwardness leads to skepticism

the helping hand is seen as the hand of devil

the greetings are taken as the words of evil

has being friendly become a crime today

why being selfish has become prime today

can’t the world become a global village for us

where all in this world can ride a family bus

the never ending lecture

the chemistry lecture was always pungent

the biology lecture too was malignant

physics never set the mind into motion

maths lecture had the vastness of ocean

management lecture was too unmanageable

the economics lecture too was fashionable

economics lecture never fetched a single penny

history lecture always seemed to be funny

out of the school landed into an institution

here the lecture has its own social illusion

one get advice from so called protectors

and they form short notes to the lectures

but the lecture that is never ever ending

is the wife’s basket of words extending

and you can imagine the lecture streak

twelve times a day, seven times a week

life simplified

let you be you, let me be me

still we can be termed as we

let’s not complicate things

let’s not clip our wings

let us be totally transparent

let our thinking be apparent

we can still stay dependent

with opportunities abundant

you have your own space

I should occupy my place

we shouldn’t police each other

and others shouldn’t even bother

what if we didn’t message each other

these shackles should not be sucker

let’s simplify our complicated lives

and ensure only mutual trust survives

we are what we are

our story can still go far

our relationship

why my gags don’t impress you now?

why my blogs don’t attract you now?

why my messages don’t have that effect now?

why we don’t have that close connect now?

life is too short to think of wrong or right

it is irrelevant to continue the cold fight

let’s come together and share our emotions

let’s stay together with our deepest devotions

permit me to steal the collyrium from your eyes

permit me to share the dreams from your mind

permit me to remain in your lovable heart forever

permit to allow stay our relationship undefined