Sunday

Fornt & Bcak, Puls & Munis

The sound of the waves fill my ears. I feel like I am living in a shell, literally. The sound is so loud, yet so soothing. The lashing water washes my feet and recedes, only to return to me, apparently. I sometimes wonder if the waves are coming back to me or I am being drawn further into the sea with each wave...

The screaming is resounding. I can feel the sound of the screaming resonating all over my body, giving me goose pimples. The fear in that scream inflicts me, gets my adrenalin pumping. I want to help, but my legs wont carry me any further than they already have...

The water revives me, relentlessly almost, as if that were the only reason for the waves. Oh, how self centric and myopic a thought that is. A sea that engulfs a large area on this planet, being present for the purpose of minuscule component in the universe. A dot is part of the circle, but doesn't form the circle itself. Mathematically, the circle can be divided into infinite points....

My legs feel no more because I am comfortably numb, yet my brain seems to be urging me to move. It seems almost physically impossible, yet the power of my mind pulls me along in the direction of the screaming. It seems like I am heading into a bottomless bog, yet, the eventuality....

The beauty that she is. I can see her basking in the sun, waiting for me to set my hands upon her, to feel us together. I'm sure that its not just me who feels this togetherness, she does too.

I pulled myself together, slapped myself to get me to my senses. Maniacal, hysterical laughter, so sadistic that it nauseated me, was reverberating my eardrums. I had to get the sound out of my head. It was killing me...

Mute. Silence, nothing but the waves, her and me. Where was the screaming, was I hallucinating? I was sure I felt weak kneed only a few moments ago, and yet, now there was the unbound energy in me that spurred me on towards her. Was I insane?

The screaming seemed to have abated, and had gone all dark now. It came from behind me, the screeching noise made the hair on the back of my neck raise. Although the scream outside of me had stopped, the noises in my head hadn't. I shut my ears in an effort to stop it, but it only got louder.

The energy in me was driving me to her. I must have walked kilometers, and yet was not tiring, I had to get to her. I broke into a run...

Beads of perspiration appeared on my forehead. I wanted to run but all I could do was beat about like a flightless bird. The tension was building up in my blood vessels and I could feel my pulse skyrocket. Something had to break now, to give way, its simple physics after all. I felt split across places, may be parallel universes are true.

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep.

Who is that abusing me?

Its time. I woke up in bed, sweating profusely. I sat desolated, torn between my dreams and my worst nightmares, forsaking the present that I had....

Friday

This is T20??

Overdose of cricket. Well, for most of us Indians, there is almost no saturation point. The cricket season ahead is going to mean some tough times especially for the families, the fights over the remote are going to get tougher, probably tougher than that on the field or the relentless saas-bahu, loads of BS serials.

The ICC have started their marketing campaign for the ICC T20 World Cup scheduled in June, this year. Check this advertisement for the event...



I have just 2 things to say after watching this ad...
Bhajji, don't get ideas.
Symmo, don't take it personally!