In little drops i count the rain,
sliding off the roof sand gliding through the panes,
It pours in millions, in a dance of beats,
yet my heart goes thump, on the little one's tweets,
She waits on the corner ledge , afraid to fall;
She bounces in herself as if gathering her breath in all,
I catch her midway , careful not to let her splash,
She imbibes my hand, with the fragrance of the sky,
and i lift my arms as the angels fly;
In the falling millions I found my drop,
Lost she nay, as in my hand she lay,
water in my hands and my hand in the air,
In the dance of the rain, I lost her again,
I sent a boat, as i sat on the stair,
"find my drop", I shouted , in the watery fair,
"tump" she fell again, in the ridges of my palm,
One for the love, one for the moment,
one for life and one for its fragrance;
Friday, May 01, 2009
Testimonials to my little sis
My little sister has been haggling me to write her a testimonial for a while now. So I decided to pen down a few:
I always had this Question, would it have been better, if instead of a sister, I had a Dog ? In fact my father thinks , not too fast there. It was hell of a job bringing her up. A "dog ", no way. So I corrected him, I mean dad, either Satya or a dog. "Hmmmmmm" he said. My dad is usually a quick and decisive thinker. "Hmmmm"... , for once his answer seemed to hang on suspended reality. I guess he was counting the number of clothes he's bought her, and hence the time lag. Yeah, that explains it.
Anyway, back to Satya, well she's cuter than a puppy definitely, ahh the smile( when she does) . Less destructive too, no tearing curtains or scratching the bed sheets. She also dosn't bite ( as frequently that is). No finger nail trimming, she bites it off herself. She eats 1/100 th of a labrador, dad pointed out and cooks very well, I added. Mum then quietly pointed out at the kitchen mess. She just made some raita .. "Hmmm" we all said together. And she sounds 2db less than the loudest bark you ever heard.Hmmm.....
Satya makes awesome bhelpuri!. And thats not the only thing she is awesome at. If I were to list things out, it would have to be an experience equal to eating a rich yummy chocolate pastry at Birdy's. Hmmm...yummm. Its better at Hyatt's and Oberoi's she corrects me. Thats Satya for you.
You always think you figured her out, and in a moment of self indulgence, you relax back with hand on your head and legs on the table. And... you made the mistake of your life. You just not there yet, you just not figured her standards yet. And you probably never will. Its not your mistake, she just has that taste.
No she's not snubby, in fact she would be the warmest person you could come across ( and probably some hot lava , if your timing's awry). Catch her smiling and she would make you feel its the happiest day of your life and expect nothing in return. Well, you may by then be tempted to treat her for your month's hard earned salary. But hey, isn't she like the best friend you had, since you were 5?
I always had this Question, would it have been better, if instead of a sister, I had a Dog ? In fact my father thinks , not too fast there. It was hell of a job bringing her up. A "dog ", no way. So I corrected him, I mean dad, either Satya or a dog. "Hmmmmmm" he said. My dad is usually a quick and decisive thinker. "Hmmmm"... , for once his answer seemed to hang on suspended reality. I guess he was counting the number of clothes he's bought her, and hence the time lag. Yeah, that explains it.
Anyway, back to Satya, well she's cuter than a puppy definitely, ahh the smile( when she does) . Less destructive too, no tearing curtains or scratching the bed sheets. She also dosn't bite ( as frequently that is). No finger nail trimming, she bites it off herself. She eats 1/100 th of a labrador, dad pointed out and cooks very well, I added. Mum then quietly pointed out at the kitchen mess. She just made some raita .. "Hmmm" we all said together. And she sounds 2db less than the loudest bark you ever heard.Hmmm.....
Satya makes awesome bhelpuri!. And thats not the only thing she is awesome at. If I were to list things out, it would have to be an experience equal to eating a rich yummy chocolate pastry at Birdy's. Hmmm...yummm. Its better at Hyatt's and Oberoi's she corrects me. Thats Satya for you.
You always think you figured her out, and in a moment of self indulgence, you relax back with hand on your head and legs on the table. And... you made the mistake of your life. You just not there yet, you just not figured her standards yet. And you probably never will. Its not your mistake, she just has that taste.
No she's not snubby, in fact she would be the warmest person you could come across ( and probably some hot lava , if your timing's awry). Catch her smiling and she would make you feel its the happiest day of your life and expect nothing in return. Well, you may by then be tempted to treat her for your month's hard earned salary. But hey, isn't she like the best friend you had, since you were 5?
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