Crickets

I like the sound of crickets chirping at night. Reminding me constantly I'm not alone. But then they stop. Abruptly. And just as I begin to adjust to the sound of silence, they begin chirping again.

What are they, men?

Epitaph

My friend passed away. We were together for 7 years.

We first met in 2008, at a retail store. It was a bright sunny day. I remember him peeping at me as I smiled, and he blushed right back. That blush stayed with him for the remainder of our time together.

He was my best friend. Knew all my secrets, my dreams. From my daily to-do lists to bank details to the most random of poems, I trusted him with my heart's content.

But for the last 2 years, he was ill. I took him to the best specialists in the city, they even patched him up, but he fell sick again. People began advising me to look for a new friend, but you don't just discard friends, do you?

Still, he held on. He even came with me to the new city. And for the past 11 months, was instrumental in making my life in this alien place a little livable, a little more familiar.

But tragedy struck last week when he drowned. My fault. I should have never taken him close to water. And now, I'll never see him again. Or the data I stored in him.

Adieu, my Nokia 5130 Xpressmusic. No one will ever take your place. Rest in peace, wherever you are.

OMG

The Lord personally descends upon earth every time an atheist whispers, "OMG".

Word Song

I like words that tell a story.
Like epiphany, epitaph or reverie.

Suicide

Tapping his feet restlessly, Roy waited for the Google results of 'Ways to commit suicide'. Minutes passed. Nothing.

Annoyed, he decided to go for a walk in the park. By the time his page loaded, Roy had already decided life was beautiful.

No Questions Asked? Not Really.

I usually ask a lot of questions. Mostly, out of genuine curiosity. Sometimes, to test the patience of the listener.

In school, they called me 'Question Bank'. Once in tuition, my Math tutor said exasperated, 'You ask too many questions.Just learn the theorem, you don't have to know how'. I stared down at him, as if I had seen a chimpanzee in suit.

As a kid, I'd take things apart, just to see what was inside them. My sister's mobile, for instance. Or the radio. Whether or not they could be put back together was left to the capable hands of the lesser mortals. I was busy pursuing a higher goal, one that could potentially save the future of mankind. At least, that's how it seemed then. Luckily, that's how it seems even now.

Flaneuring Around

Sometimes I just like to walk. Far away from everything I know.

I will get lost in the landscape. Tune the music a bit, so it plays quietly at the back of my mind.

Sit somewhere. Watch life pass me by. Think nothing.

Until some stray thought finds its way into my conscious. There, I'll let it rest awhile. Unhurried, untempered, undisturbed. While nature and I watch others run, to make up their lost time.