funny – My Tales Within

Yun hi aksar

मैं सोचता हूँ ये अक्सर की ये दुनिया जो बह रही है चंचल, बेसब्र नदी की तरह किस तरफ़ का रुख़ है इसका कौनसे सागर में जा मिलती है ये आख़िर कहाँ उसका ठिकाना है बस बह रही है अटखेलियाँ लिए तेज़ कदमों से बस यूँ ही

Why should choice be an exclusion?

Yep. Why not?

I listen…yeah I do

What do you listen to while you work? I listen to the heart that guides me To my true destination I listen to the clock that tells me Life is flowing by I listen to the birds singing outside That tells me There is a world outside I listen to my boss Who tells meContinue reading “I listen…yeah I do”

To cook is a dream

To cook a dishis a dreamJust any dishbut the sugarand the saltAlas I erroneouslymix I cookguided by the noseI disregard the recipe and the prescribed dose I don’t make a messbut dirty is what the kitchenhas becomeit’s not intentional but it seemsto bea naturaloutcome so now I ambanned frombeing near thehearthso the opportunities to cookareContinue reading “To cook is a dream”

Broken bones will mend Y’know

A slipA misstep Unfortunateoh no Crackthe soundOminousoh no the single bone piecenow discontinuousoh no will bein a castfor a fortnightoh no it’s brokenbut will mendits not heartyou know

Not the man from Petushkie

What job would I do for free?I say Noneand never free Why do something at first place?and that too for free? I have a sane mindand not a muddle headfrom Petushkie if its a jobit can’t be funand to do it for freeis a wrong plea If it was to dreamI would do it forfreeContinue reading “Not the man from Petushkie”

Ghost with long hands

Saw a ghostWho had long handsI wondered what use were theyWhat would it touch It would seep through the wallsGlide through the doorsMelt through allWithout a worry as such But with such long handsIt felt awkwardWith them danglingWith no way to feel or touch It was happy oneBut the long handsScared a few a littleAndContinue reading “Ghost with long hands”