FIRST LOVE. .CONTD

Bulleshah: a sufi saint
known for his off the note remarks
in a quest to find elixir of being
he searched as he surfed thro' his times

one day
as he spent his spare moments
in sowing onions in his home farm

a broken heart like me
well deep in affiliations
in unknown horizons
of his heart felt beauties
asked

"fakir" how i can find god!!

Bulleshah ignored
but the man was persistent at his queries

he obliged by saying " finding god is= sowing onions"

when i left my univ
i didn't realise
its magnetic syndrome

one day
i heard
Mallika Sherawat fond of her popcorns

i started my car
went straight to sector 17 chandigarh india

i bought
10 packets of popcorns

drove fast to botanical gardens of my univ

i saw my euphorbia royalana(s)
they were smiling with crimson red flowers

i took a few steps
cactus garden with its closed metal- strips doors
wanted to say something

"where is your sweet heart"
a small cactus asked in a subtle way

my eyes starred at 'his' sharp prickles
it could see her antartic eyes
my heart asked
"where're you my love"

i didn't get the reply

but euphorbias were whispering in my ears
"Bulleshah did say : if you really want to see and realise god: you better see the mirror"

i was thinking how to pacify my twister love!

you see love!
these people are preparing a lot for 26th Jan
a special day for indians

and what'll happen
on a day after 26th

most of the brains
will ask
"what for"

she was horrible this time

hell with you and your bullshit philosophy

(to be continued)

source inspire: neha c.'s space, mallika sherawat, shipra.v, pu chd india