Showing posts with label scribble. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scribble. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The kind of dreams we dream these days!

Deep sleep.
Images panning quickly with a swipe, one after the other.
Faces zoom in with a thumb and fore finger.
More images.
More zooming.
Until I can no longer swipe to the left.
Have I reached the end of my iDream already?

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Unconditional love, anybody?

Boy : I love you*
Girl : I love you too**



*Conditions Apply
** Limited period offer


~

Wednesday, April 06, 2011

A Whine

Will I see the light of the day?
or will I be saved for another day?
or will you trash me without a delay?

Will I be read?
Will I be loved?
and will I be shared?

Will I be commented on?
Or Will I be left to move on?
But don't I deserve to be smiled upon?

Will you laugh?
Or will you be rough?
Is that coz you are too tough?

Will I be waited for?
Day after day for more?
Or will you see me as a bore?

Am explained it's not easy
That I get made everyday, you see
Now why does my creator act like a busy-bee?

Yours,
A blog post.

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

2 Quick Stories..

Here are two quick stories; lest I feel guilty about ignoring this space!

Both stories revolve around the same solitary diamond pendant. No wonder he got terrified when I sent it to him for a first read. He wrote back "Is this some kind of a hint???" :-)

Disclaimer : I don't want one. Don't you worry!

So here goes..

Women Empowerment

"Surprise!"
He opened the blue box, and there it was, the sparkling solitary diamond pendant.

"Damn it! You spent your bonus on this??"
"Don't tell me you don't like it! You think I didn't catch you checking this out at the jeweler's and keeping it back last weekend?"
"Gaaawwwdd..damn it damn it..so your dream DSLR?"
"Next time, next bonus.. I can wait, baby!"
"Dumbo!", and she walked into the bedroom.

"Whats the matter with you?", he followed her to the wardrobe holding the blue box.
"Here, have a look. I got my bonus yesterday", she said and placed a blue box in his other hand.

He opened, and there it was, the same sparkling solitary diamond pendant.


Absent minded Hubby

"Surprise!"
He opened the blue box, and there it was, the sparkling solitary diamond pendant.

Her face turned to dismay. "Damn it! Did you REALLY buy this for my birthday??"
"Don't tell me you didn't like this! I know you have always wanted a solitary diamond pendant"
"Oh yes, I do, but not so much that you should keep getting me exactly the same pendant year after year for my birthday.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Girl == Pink!

We like rainbows to be VIBGYOR.
We like trees to be green.
We like chocolates to be brown (at times white)
We like the denims to be blue.
And laptops or phones to be black/grey/similar shade.
So do you.
Can't understand why they make a PINK version of every gadget and claim its for us!!!!

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

A day in her life..

I stood near the door of this boutique all day long, as if waiting for someone.

Dressed in a denim jeans and white tank top, I could give many a ramp-model a run for her money. My golden locks fell all around my shoulders with its dark streaks glinting in the rays of the morning sun. My stilettos added another 4 inch to an already tall figure. I wore a jazzy belt to accentuate my size-zero waist. And I just stood there all day long, tilted slightly towards my left and my hands in my pocket, with a tiny smile plastered on my face.

Kids smile at me and sometimes tug at my arms. They are the only people I like. Twenty-something-females would stand and stare at my clothes for a good minute before walking away, much to my embarrassment. And if that wasn't enough, some crazy men would link arms with me and pose for photographs!

And I said nothing, I did nothing, but to stand there all day, as if waiting for someone.
For what else was a day in a mannequin's life like!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Cockeyed Notes

I yearn so much for you that it makes me go red with embarrasment.
Everyday I shamelessly look forward to the day I will meet you again.
The thought of having you for a full day, dawn to midnight, after a lonely week sends me so giddy that all other thoughts look petty and are forced to make way for you.

And when you do walk in, the music in me reaches a crescendo, deafening my senses.

Oh Friday, here you are, at my door-step today. How much I missed you!