Tuesday, November 2, 2010

ATrainTripFromThrissurToKottayam









(xviii)
after the day we broadcasted the study
on sci fi movies
we left together

in venad, from thrissur till kottayam

she said she'll be happy if i were there
with her in the travel

and even said,
will sponsor my entire trip, too.















(xix)
more than happy, i turned to be
she being a beautiful lady
sponsoring a trip
from thrissur till kottayam

and can spend quality time too.

with the background music of the
train itself

kachak kachak
kachak kachak
kachak kachak


(xx)

And we started together, so
as promised, she stayed very closer to me

kachak kachak
kachak kachak
kachak kachak

and she told
she liked being with me
she enjoy the moments we spend together, too

















(xxi)
in the train we played a game
of hide and seek
sort of fits into that particular occassion:


she'll call out a camaflauged word
and i shold find it out:

i loved the game:
i'd played this game with a cousine
sister of mine
who had eloped with an islam
when life became so miserable for her

i felt the game so naustalgic too.

(xxii)
somewhere among the locusts, dust and the wind
there lies a word
sounding like 'mukkaala mukkaabula'
she will call out:

and it was my task to figure out
where is that
mukkaala mukkaabula,
oh laila, oh laila

















(xxiii)
kachak kachak
kachak kachak
kachak kachak

(xiv)
when the train reached periyaar,
together, we sat on the side door

togetherness felt.

she wore the dark yellow salwaar
and had a special smile on that day

and we sat together
above the river of aluva, periyaar
and we flew together afterwards,
for a while



















(xv)
she was laughing
like a tree laden with flowers
onto which
occasionally a birdie came in

a bee for bobbee too,
to such a lot off honey
out of a lovely one


(xvi)
contemplating,
i realized,
might be this is just fantasy

or will it be the real life too fancy ?
just like this ?

is she gonna stay ?
or gottogo ?


(xvii)
no more co-nte-mpla-ting

i revealed, i am a smoker
i am a drunkard
i am a social nuisances, a psychopath
i am a saddist
i hate myself

now tell me:
believe me, after the conf meeting in the room,
the floor was covered with smoked cigarette buds
that none was able to walk thru


















(xviii)
with glittering stars in the nooks of eyes:
she told:

i dont know
might be
this is just fantasy
this is not real


and there is nothing which aluva river too
changambuzha was just eccentric
over another peg of russian vodka























(xix)
on the return trip
we were not together
we made sure we were not together

in the same train, bus, car or aero-plane.

(xx)
on the aisles of college too
we made sure
seldom the trajectories
crossed

and seldom we exchanged
even assignment papers






















(xxi)
but i caught you once
when you were staring at me

during an electrical lab exam

in which we were doing the same
experiment























(xxii)
but you won

2 comments:

AMMU K S said...

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Unknown said...

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