Friday, 17 February 2012

Fantabulous February-day seventeen!

It was bright.
Almost too bright.
Was it fire,was it light?
I couldn't be sure.
Days of dizziness caused by the drugs made me doubt even the most obvious.
And to think,once upon a time,
I used to be good at reading people.
I used to say all these flowery words about sensing the vibes of a place(and its persons).

Are they celebrating?
Are they dying?
I don't know.
And I couldn't care less.
I'll die anyway.
Coughing an old man's cough at the age of twenty two.
And when I'll be done fighting,
I'll lie down silently and obediently,
wrapped in a white sheet.
Clean,stark,naked.

Maybe they'll celebrate again that day.
The death of a burden on the world.
Reason enough to light the diyas,
reason enough to burst the crackers,
reason enough to take out the crockery,
reason enough to make merry,
all in the name of funeral.

P.S. First things first,the super cool Bhushavali of Fashion Panache has been kind enough to pass on the happy blogger award to me!*Drum-rolls please*(Though I don't have the faintest idea on what grounds I might be considered a happy blogger,all I ever do is rant,rant and rant some more,maybe it has something to do with my smile which I find hard to wipe off my face,*wink*) Thank you so much,Bhushavali! You wrote my name wrong('Sowmi' instead of 'Soumi')but I liked even that! Almost felt like a loved one was distorting my name in that sickeningly sweet way to make me feel extra special. Big hug to you.
                                                                                                                             As you must've guessed by now(judging by the standards of my super-intellectual readers),it's a post inspired by Fantabulous February-day seventeen by Kanika of Sensitive Chaos.Only this time around,the real inspiration came from Shiromi of The glass half empty and Kanika played messenger but I thank both of them from the bottom of my heart. And I thank you for going through a slice of my highly dysfunctional brain without complaining. Cheers.

15 comments:

  1. That was so emo! :O But well written!

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    1. Thank you,Ruhani! I had tried a good-for-nothing quiz on Facebook long back named 'Are you goth or emo'? The result was emo and I had laughed at the developer of the app back then. But looks like he/she wasn't that stupid.:P

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  2. I just imagined the poem to life. and that looks pretty real to me. nicely done.

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    1. Thank you so much! Can't wait to check out your interpretation of the picture! My net connection is unimaginably slow tonight. Will check yours out as soon as possible.

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  3. I don't understand the concept of funerals..like the way it is here..you are treating ppl because one of your loved ones passed away?

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  4. Wow, so well written. eerie feeling!

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    1. Yes,'eerie' it is. Mission accomplished. Thanks for dropping by. Love.

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  5. The way you've put it is so brilliant, took the picture to a whole other level. Kudos!

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  6. Congrats for getting the happy blogger award !
    Again you have written such a beautiful

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  7. Soumi, something happened while trying to send the comment- so I will start from where I left- Congrats for getting the award and for writing such a beautiful piece- made me so emotional !

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  8. Ahh....beautiful...altho..I do wonder why you write about death so much...:-)

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