whirling

put on your dancing chappals
let's dance
let's dance
let's dance
to the melody
of flying canisters
with misty eyes
and crimson sweat
let's dance
on the street
in the alleys
do rumi proud
and whirl
your trance will
usher in dawn

let's dance
let's dance
let's dance

computers

etched kodak moments
saved on negatives and slides
preserved in shoe boxes
scanned and preserved
......................yet again
in another format
unleashed a tsunami
people and places
scars and smiles
that can be shared
.......................yet again
instantaneously

draft: tears

tears are living pearls

and have

no religion

ideology

caste

creed

faith

it is the motherhood value

shared by all

can someone

please

inform the bigots

while i go

fetch a kleenex

draft: different solitudes

we live in our worlds

the urban cyberatis communicate in english...they can and do communicate instantly...and enable simultaneous outpouring of activism from the fringes of north to the sea in the south

they raise funds for the victims of calamities...natural and man-made

the great unwashed awamis live in another pakistan...their worn chappals tread all over the urban and rural areas...their communications in the vernacular sans berries spread over the 360,000 sq. miles at the same pace as the cyberatis'

the awamis out number the cyberatis by millions

irony: both profess ultimate allegiance to an unseen allah and his prophet saw/pbuh

irony: both are pained by the same sufferings and shortcomings

irony: both mobilise and help the needy and push what they consider to be an agenda to ameliorate the prevailing ills

but

both of them speak in different languages and past each other

as if

both live in different solitudes

and

despite this awareness they are seemingly incapable of communicating with each other

this is the conundrum leading both of them unwittingly to the edge of precipice

draft: fair is not fair

fair is fair

when compared to unfair

but fair is not fair

when fair is not fair

fair is not fair

when viewed from prisms

north's fair from south's

haves from not-haves

yours from mine

now be fair, my fair

am i unfair

draft: soulless, body-less, brainless

money

has no soul

no body

no brain

but has roots

causes upheavals

divides

souls

affects and afflicts

thinking

draft: zabani jama kharch

baat tou app bhee theek kertay haiN

baat tou woh bhee theek kertay haiN

baat tou hum bhee theek kertay haiN

baatouN ki amwaaj kay bahao maiN

yeh dil naazuk hay kyuN itna larzaaN

infallible

no one is infallible

no one ...

ideology

thought

god

whim

idea

is ...

merrily

though

(ensconced in bubbles)

verdicts

are pronounced

without abandon

inches and miles

a kiss on the lips

a peck on the cheek

inches and miles

apart

tunisia

one down
plenty more to go

who'd be next
depends
on people
who are not walking dead

chasm

we talk

they talk
we do not hear
they do not hear
on different planets?
no
in different lands?
no
same land, often the same city
speaking in different languages
past each other
as the chasm
grows crimson

the epitah (draft)

why is happiness tinged with sadness
and sadness tinged with happiness

death rains crimson
from heavens

demented followers' spree
invoking heavens
killing the innocent
the despicable glee and fury
their ritual dance of death
with praises for the unseen
and curses and diatribes
for their victims

tunneled existence
thwarts reason

the epitah will read
the raison d'etre
of the nation's birth
is the cause of its death?

language divide

language divide: the moderate/liberal majority in pak. is rootless while the beards have grass roots support and network without internet

language divide: the clubs and the cafes are no match for the mosques and madressahs.

That is why neither the parliamentarians nor the dictators can operate freely.

ah salman

he had an air of infallibility

and

with 27 bullets pumped into his back, he would not know what hit him

and

if it is a consolation, he went peacefully

in the pressure cooker of politics, all the bigwigs' sleep is stolen with his demise

pity, if you cannot trust your guards, who can you trust?

Allah?

oh, well!

yes, life is a trust, and to Him all shall return

but like all other quotes, the above is uttered without conviction

lip service

pleasant and unpleasant

stress and pressure reveal characteristics that were moribund

zealous ideologues

zealous ideologues from either fringes ensure spread of misery equally

...

language based semantics causes greater fissure between ultra conservatives and neo liberals

...

to die is easy, to kill easier: to live difficult, to let others live?

Poessay: Rosary 26 - Trancing segues

walls - head - contact - stillness
words - alluring - arresting

enchanting -- enthralling
utterance - discomforting - disconcerting
ominous -- onerous
quietus
silence - sky - stars - splinter
karma
pauses - phrases - awol

bridges - mirages
illusions - delusions - dichotomy
deceptions - dreams - discourse
words - encroaching - stifling
exacting - expecting
explosions - deafening - quiet - still
soundless - prelude - blizzard
storm - eye - peace -- death
death - rebirth - circle
walls - head - contact - stillness

Earlier:

Poessay: Rosary 1 - Pink Sand Beach

Poessay: Rosary 2 - Fishing

Poessay: Rosary 3 - Adam and Eve Limited - I

Poessay: Rosary 4 - Adam and Eve Limited - II

Poessay: Rosary 5 - Descending

Poessay: Rosary 6 - Dinner In The Park

Poessay: Rosary 7 - Under the Jamun Tree

Poessay: Rosary 8 - Voices in the Air

Poessay: Rosary 9 - Life Rosary I

Poessay: Rosary 10 - Life Rosary II

Poessay: Rosary 11 - Creating In Isolation

Poessay: Rosary 12 - Kohled Eyes

Poessay: Rosary 13 - By the Lake

Poessay: Rosary 14 - Snow Flakes

Poessay: Rosary 15 - The Drop

Poessay: Rosary 16 - Ageless Quest - tishnagi

Poessay: Rosary 17 - Hemashree

Poessay: Rosary 18 - Burning blazing fire rages

Poessay: Rosary 19 - Word Whirlpool - BhaNwaur LafzouN Ka

Poessay: Rosary 20 - Thanksgiving I

Poessay: Rosary 21 - KhamOshi - Wordless

Poessay: Rosary 22 - A Simple Poem

Poessay: Rosary 23 - Musings

Poessay: Rosary 24 - Monologue

Poessay: Rosary 25 - Pink flamingos, yellow roses, dark clouds

Poesssay: Rosar 26 - Trancing segues