Modern Shakespeare

February has been the month of drought. Sometimes, I forget that this is my blog and not the nomination list for the Pulitzer award. Acting matured and grown up is a tedious job which is not meant for me. While trying to be the perfectionist, most of my write-ups ended up in the recycle bin. They never got recycled. 

Anyway, I consoled myself with soothing words and tried my hand at an awe-inspiring poem. 

 

And thus, a modern Shakespeare was born. 

Undying Love

My first attempt at 55 word fiction.

The simple joy in writing

It’s really amusing when I think about my first blog post, how it all started, rather WHY I started blogging? I simply cannot pinpoint the exact factor which triggered it -

A corporate life

I am a software engineer. We, the software engineers, driven by growing business needs, build efficient code, develop complex software and change the world. Our primary focus is to pursue strategic initiatives, help our company to dominate the market share and become the leading player in the global sector. Thinking out of the box is in our DNA.

Me and myself

Sigh. Such a beautiful night.

Yeah, yeah. The night is black and the moon is white, just like any other day, or night. Blah, why is this train camping so long at Mandya of all places? At least, you got the whole lower side berth. Lesser noobs to bother about.

Kya ba ye Rockstar?

My dear friends, I love you all. I love you guys so much and I feel such an overwhelming desire to spend some time with you that I mutely agree to your suggestions to watch a Bollywood movie together. Mere brother ki dulhan, Mausam, Ra.One… I somehow sit with you and watch while eating popcorn or listen to your movie reviews without letting out any comments. But, have I hurt you so much unknowingly? Have I made you feel insecure or brought you immense grief anytime? If so, please take a club and give me a sound beating. Take a whip and unleash your wrath upon me. Or just shoot me in the head.

Why take me to ROCKSTAR?

If you don't watch football, it is ok.

Your weekends are ruined by these people. You go to a restaurant, they talk about football. You go for bowling, they talk about football. Arey, you go to a temple also, they talk about football.

THE BATTLE AT SERAUQS

As his mount jumped high up in the air, Hedin drew out his sword. He looked into Mia’s eyes but he could find hatred, no more. She bowed her head down in veneration before his sword touched her neck.

But, Blachem did keep his word. The very next moment, he had stabbed the last surviving knight from the back, in full fledged fury.

In the family

The loo is the thinking man’s temple. Yes, apart from finding eternal peace, I firmly believe that it is the origin of creativity, and of stale, insipid ideas. It is when you are unloading old shit from your system that new shit enters your head. So, I had this eureka moment yesterday and I decided to write about a few trivial observations related to… my family.

Confrontation

He hated this uniform. Oh, how he hated it, though he was aware of the fact that he was given much more respect when he was wearing one. It just seemed ridiculous to be confined in the compact “sack” on such a humid day. Well, at least the fan was still rotating, albeit rather slowly and creaking once in awhile, unlike the day before when it was dead altogether. He settled back comfortably in the wooden chair, stretching his legs and his gaze swept across the room and his four comrades. Then, he started thinking about her with a dreamy smile.

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

*ringtone* Tujhe dekha to yeh jaana sanam|Pyaar hota hai deewana sanam 

“Hello?”

“Hey Dude! What’s up? What you up to?”

“Hey! Nothing much. Just listening to some Bollywood songs.”

“DUDE! What is wrong with you?! Stop listening to such …”

Okay. That is it! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

Not a concocted convocation

"WOOOHOOO ! WE ARE HOME BOYS!"

We had just departed from our home the previous night to reach our college campus, yet that line sounded so meaningful.