Bank of Votes

Crony nationalism is a malignant phenomenon here. The media sells 3^rd world people 3^rd world aspirations. It is nauseating to see the belittlement of the subscriber’s intelligence. Perhaps they hope that by saying the same thing hundred times over, everybody will start believing and imbibing it. And they have been successful in isolating the marginalized community called the Intelligent.

The Intelligent no longer watches TV shows. He no longer responds or participates in a democratic discussion since every valid argument he raises will be met with a response that goes ‘Your mother is a whore’, cheered on by thousands in front of and behind the tele-screen.

I’d blame Ekta Kapoor and her like for the sad plight the country’s Television News houses are in. If only she could have dished out A-grade soap-opers would the News TVs be not left to do her job. 

The country needs a slew of quality Television series for integrated development. I suggest somebody include that in their manifesto. 

Adhunika Kavyam

Two toothbrushes stand on top of a hill

One too short and the other too tall.

Ahoy!

A vagabond, all sweaty and thirsty,

With yellow teeth, none too kind,

Passes by

Waits, turns around and asks the shorter of the two

‘O Short One, why are you standing high and dry

When the plains below are lush and green?’

The shorter brush pauses for a second to collect his thoughts

And retorts

‘You have yellow teeth, you sad fucker’

The vagabond, hurt, stands dazed for a moment

And proceeds to the other brush
and asks with wounded dignity,

‘O tall and mighty, relieve me of my curiosity

And answer my humble query’

The tall brush doesn’t flinch nor shift his gaze

He keeps his horizontal vision horizontal

And remains silent.

The vagabond repeats his words,

‘O tall and mighty, relieve me of my curiosity

And answer my humble query’

This time the brush looks at him from the corner of his eyes

And quickly puts his eyeballs back in position.

The vagabond then suddenly springs into action

For his question had to evoke some reaction.

So, he removes his zipper

And gives them toothbrushes

A cum facial.

Preachers, Poachers, Photo Frame

Giant chessboards, drawn out majestically, flanked by space-ships filled with steaming hot rice, would get pushed into the debris of the occult fantasies of the mind tommorow. Cynicism is a natural progression from disillusionment.  This time exists and used to exist before and may come to exist again. Whimper. I heard the word today. Go out with a whimper is what it brings to mind. 

Djinn

Caught adrift?

Drift ashore?