Monthly Archives: July 2009

Sometimes I wonder why we do not pay attention to the strength of passion inside of us! We have so much strength inside of us coming from the passion that we have but the truth is that there are only … Continue reading →

Sometimes you wonder where the world is going to that the compass in your sophisticated machines cannot tell you and the soothsayers in your religion bound communities cannot even predict. A few months back some university undergraduates were on an … Continue reading →

The world will not only pave way for you when you know where you are going. The world will pay you much more than you think of when you add more value to yourself. I am also of the opinion … Continue reading →

These agents of the mind are popularly referred to as the sense organs but I am calling them agents of the mind to help us see their connection with the mind. When they something is a “sense” organ, it often … Continue reading →

In circle of wild excitement Made by their tiny hands Tightly holding unto another They leaped in response To the order of The acting commandant Who chants, ‘Who stole the meat From the cooking pot?’ Voluntarily, one of the chaps … Continue reading →

Always busy in bed For in such is their delight No file is unattended to So long it came from ‘skirts.’ Like a wild dog Protecting a prey From cassanovaric predators Of their own feathers So they Shepard their flock … Continue reading →

Great gourd Clothed with beeds Never magnanimous In flaunting its bead-cloth Skifully knitted By its designer. Little did it appear ‘twas a barricade From what you tossed in Through your thin neck To your bank-like body. You rolled and rolled … Continue reading →

On Christmas morning Came a fat stucky hen Knocking at my door. He introduced himself As the sacrificial lamb, Begging to take refuge In my alimentary canal Lest he be imprisoned As a prisoner of war By 32-man battalion And … Continue reading →

She roamed the streets As postmaster would, But only delivering mails In between the pairs of Trous… These confidential mails Were not criminal But everyone read openly ‘cos her tummy was her bag Too many mails undelivered And her tummy … Continue reading →

Though the full moon tarries The sun sets at dawn Bringing hope of better tomorrow The worse the situation, The happier you find me. Tomorrow shall come When tremendous problems Become stories to be told To chaps who aspire to … Continue reading →