Monday, May 27, 2013

BOUGAINVILLEAS MAY 28.2013 . 9.15 PM

Probably I have written of relevance factor too many times

how it works on the scientific understanding is an ocean of knowledge that may need end less writing and internalizing the complexities of existence 

this very factor has been worked upon by Nature itself

The triangle which I explained to anu Dad whilst I was at sirsa is in fact the Pythagoras theorem to solve any question at a point of focus.

BOUGAINVILLEAS MAY 27.5.2013 6.17 AM

I don't think
at this moment 
whether there is some practical idea in my hand

ideas are not that is conceptualized by advertising
that is for fascist traits of market economy or free society

I have no where favored a closed concept

Time
it has infinite cardinals

definitions belie each other

science is not that simple

that can be written
in such small words


Sunday, May 26, 2013

BOUGANVILLIAS MAY 26.2013 1.50 AM

yes Deepika
you can come to my flat
with any one you prefer
but I do not like the Bollywood people


to the extent I hate the film industry as such

I will not elaborate further
I know karam bhumi equations
even Lord Krishna could not avoid 
the marshy swampy landscape
of his existential s 


I have renovated it a better

I do not know
the benefit quotient of such visit (s)

or say 
I am deliberately hiding the truth factor
and its gradients too

but you can have a time

away from the maddening world
elusive to the teeth possible

I am sure
whilst you shall be with me

No bloody dogs can come near to you

I know their prowess
and the techniques

to neutralize whole hell 
around 





Saturday, May 25, 2013

MEI KYNDARI THOR DI : UGGI KITHEI CHURAHEI : NA KOI MALI SINCHEI : NA PAKHI ... MAY 25.2013 1.17 AM

Story lines move
And
I as usual
lost in oblivion s of find

Most I ask
least I find

I was standing at a place
Gurgaon house of Kiran
I know
Genius brains are misfit every where

I generally have a cig packet
bidi too
I know its health hazard

It was a scene of innovations
self reclusions too
Even driven to walls
made of mirrors 
that
hardly afford
too opaque
too stoic

But it makes what sense 
to paint
what is not there

There stands a green
its beautiful
isolated too
But I could not find
What I was looking for

Stray dogs
probably they could smell my worth

All of them
struggled hard to find proximity

me a docile delusion ed chap

Every Na non
it looked too irrelevant

I did notice
their female and their fights
of the dominions

one day
a psychiatrist 
it was a memory lane only

Dogs are too stinky
they come to your living rooms too

I have faced
ensconced too

You see
It gives hard equations
And

I am poor at all know ledges

Now a day came

Navu was with me
its a subash palace market complex
probably some woods were still fresh

I was still a less throbbed upon

I spent a few hrs with her

I remember those nice moments

As if
Nature forgot to punish me
round the clock

I know
you may not come at all

I have yet to learn
how to live

Dogs are filthy

I do know
its a tough equations

May be

I have hope (s)

yes

no definitions available

and the

stray dogs





Tuesday, May 21, 2013

BIOLOGICAL EINSTEIN MAY 21.5.2013


कितनी गहरी होंगी

बड़े बड़े


हरे भरे

उन पेड़ों की जड़े


जो अक्सर


तेज हवाओं के


संग झूमते


बदलते मौसम के


हर मिजाज को


बेफिक्र चूमते


शायद कहीं

अंतर की गहरायी

तय करती होगी

कितनी ऊँची हो

आसमान में उड़ान

भीतर की चाह

देती होगी पंख

भरने को ऊँची उड़ान.

Sunday, May 19, 2013

BOUGANVILLIAS MAY 18.2013 12.02 AM

yes love
I was continuing my  letter

Dad was too innovative at his nerves

in his one living room he made his window too airy and placed a big cot adjoining it to make it a panoramic when idling on the cot and have fresh air too , it gave a vision on his work place 

a big hanging fan made of wooden base having a long spread ed coloured cotton cloth   and it was hung on the roof on a big log with the help of a rolling pulley , one big rope of fine cotton was tied to the wooden part and it hung loose through the movable pulley , it was that long to enable a person make it swing whilst siting practically at all possible length linear of course.

When Dad deputed me for the job

I used my legs more rather than hands

may be it was too playful

Saturday, May 18, 2013

BOUGANVILLIAS MAY 18.2013 10.52 PM

Love
I was telling you of my small days

summer in my village is known for its sharp rise and drop of temperature

I told you my Dad house was on mud only
initially it was a single room with kitchen
then he got it extended with another big rooms for storage
and got erected a platform in front of all the rooms

He was fond of his pet tree an acacia arabica plant along with another sister plant of bushy in content
this was used as a shade for making food in hot and scorching sun

later on he got erected a tan door for catering larger demand way away from the rooms to best suit the hot environs

his house was in an L shape the small wing being the kichen and large being storing rooms
it was east facing 
the trees stood in east to west at the end of the arm of L

he used to fetch ice from a nearby town
keep it in husk used as a thermocol

mom made food

mostly on tandoor
a share system at tandoor prevailed during those days
neighbors pooled the fire wood and labor too
it was a gossip point too

he had many big cots as big as you simply can not imagine

four to five were used and put in the front area of house
water was sprayed for making environs cool

mom made "pakki lassi " of milk and ice and sugar
vegetables included onions bringals cucurbetaceae family vize kaddu tori 
oil was from the cattle 

normal curd and lassi was not available at evening food as temperature had no scope of such facility

I was too small 
as little 
as you can imagine.