Disclaimer: Dont read this post if you do not have any kind of personality disorder.
Will the real fat cat pls stand up?
Please stand up. Please stand up.
As u crawl thru the cables, the routers and towers
As u creep in thru the network of flyers
U burn much of ur fat-ass, n the gang’s too!
U fat old cat, clearly an imposter, aint u?
So care to stand up for who u r
Who u were n ought to be…
Will the real fat cat pls stand up?
Coz I gather, u have a life as much as I do
Go live it fatty – coz It may end soon
What? Stop staring n shut the fuck up
U r the real fat cat- go on, admit it
So will the real fat cat pls stand up?
Please stand up. Please stand up.
U’ve messed up big time, u’ve lost face, he he
U’ve only begun the realisation, oldfox, aint he?
That sly n shady, rickety old fox
N sometimes the pooh in mask
Who aint got a shot!
So care to raise ur hand at least
Tomorrow u may stand up, a lil shaky beast
Tear off those masks, burn the muti-dimensionalities
Come on, admit it, u wanna break free
Will the real fat cat pls stand up?
Please stand up. Please stand up.
P.S: Dedicated to me and my million n counting readers, who wanna break free from self-illusions and identities!
Jun 26, 2009
Jun 20, 2009
A factual fiction!
After she had put down the receiver…
‘Now who was that?’
‘P… who else!’
She gets ready in 5 minutes flat and rushes to the door.
‘Will be back by elevenish…don’t keep dinner for me’.
‘The same old jeans…don’t you have something that flows?’
‘O Maa, I don’t have the time to wear all that….besides he is out at the gate’.
‘Your ears look bare’.
'Maa…I can’t choose...besides what’s the need? I could do without something dazzling or dangling for now.’
‘Instead of arguing with me, go and wear something that doesn’t dazzle or dangle’.
She rushes in…
‘And while you are at it, wear a bracelet or something…’
She shouts back, ‘but I’m wearing my watch!’
‘But you have two hands, no?’
‘I give up Maa…what’s the point?’
‘What point? I like P besides who else can tolerate you?’
‘Huh! S is waiting along with P and I can hear them honking….BYE’.
‘Now who was that?’
‘P… who else!’
She gets ready in 5 minutes flat and rushes to the door.
‘Will be back by elevenish…don’t keep dinner for me’.
‘The same old jeans…don’t you have something that flows?’
‘O Maa, I don’t have the time to wear all that….besides he is out at the gate’.
‘Your ears look bare’.
'Maa…I can’t choose...besides what’s the need? I could do without something dazzling or dangling for now.’
‘Instead of arguing with me, go and wear something that doesn’t dazzle or dangle’.
She rushes in…
‘And while you are at it, wear a bracelet or something…’
She shouts back, ‘but I’m wearing my watch!’
‘But you have two hands, no?’
‘I give up Maa…what’s the point?’
‘What point? I like P besides who else can tolerate you?’
‘Huh! S is waiting along with P and I can hear them honking….BYE’.
Jun 15, 2009
In circles...
Beyond the unknown, yonder our arguments
I feel your smile – the smile that knoweth all
As the eternal mystery commenced
You chose me just as I chose you
Yet I felt this choice to be in vain
Yet I was playing the denial game
All awhile, quiet annoyed with you
And as the mystery unfolded with time
Along came the storm, the surges gushed in
In all its wilderness, they snatched you within
I was left aghast, my feeble mind dislodged
For the first time I saw, that which was
You strived to not let go of me
You fumbled around helplessly
Like a true warrior, you rose above
In numbed realization, in divine bow
It was the moment of Truth for me
That which triggered a whole new quest
And in that quest I happened to see
A time, a memory, a forgotten me
In which I felt you and I felt the vast
And as it all is in a constant state of flux
A flux that drove me by kind insight
Through a journey – a bewitching flight
No matter what ebbs and tides lay in it
No matter the debates about virtue and vice
As time stills the eternal menace
I find myself moulding unknowingly
And before I saw the carvers’ knife
I had realized - I had become you
The you, I never knew about
The you with the smile that knoweth all…
P.S: Today is a special day. It is the third anniversary of my dad’s passover to the infinite skies. This poem is my message to him and I know he will understand and smile! Yes, there are mutual jokes in it :)
Sorry friends, I’ve disabled comments for this one… n thank you all for respecting the need for silence between us.
I feel your smile – the smile that knoweth all
As the eternal mystery commenced
You chose me just as I chose you
Yet I felt this choice to be in vain
Yet I was playing the denial game
All awhile, quiet annoyed with you
And as the mystery unfolded with time
Along came the storm, the surges gushed in
In all its wilderness, they snatched you within
I was left aghast, my feeble mind dislodged
For the first time I saw, that which was
You strived to not let go of me
You fumbled around helplessly
Like a true warrior, you rose above
In numbed realization, in divine bow
It was the moment of Truth for me
That which triggered a whole new quest
And in that quest I happened to see
A time, a memory, a forgotten me
In which I felt you and I felt the vast
And as it all is in a constant state of flux
A flux that drove me by kind insight
Through a journey – a bewitching flight
No matter what ebbs and tides lay in it
No matter the debates about virtue and vice
As time stills the eternal menace
I find myself moulding unknowingly
And before I saw the carvers’ knife
I had realized - I had become you
The you, I never knew about
The you with the smile that knoweth all…
P.S: Today is a special day. It is the third anniversary of my dad’s passover to the infinite skies. This poem is my message to him and I know he will understand and smile! Yes, there are mutual jokes in it :)
Sorry friends, I’ve disabled comments for this one… n thank you all for respecting the need for silence between us.
Jun 13, 2009
Vinphy’s Phone laws:
1. The rate of battery drain increases exponentially to the rate of urgency of an expected call.
2. Just when you’re expecting the ‘Will you be mine?’ part, the battery takes a cue and plays dead.
3. ‘Roaming’ is just that – keep roaming till you find a signal.
4. ‘Happy to help you’ is an oxymoron.
5. ‘Caller tunes’ can also be called as ‘Cooler tunes’.
6. The month you had taken a ‘maun vrath’ will always have the highest bill.
7. Phone companies have a sense of humour. How else can one explain the ‘service tax’?
8. Value added services add more value to the company’s turnover.
9. The ‘mute’ button goes deaf when you speak the Truth involuntarily.
10. A dog can follow you everywhere except for closed, confined spaces eg. Toilets, lifts
11. The price of a cellphone will begin falling only after you have bought it.
12. 'Customer Care' is short for 'Customer.. Care a Damn for you'.
2. Just when you’re expecting the ‘Will you be mine?’ part, the battery takes a cue and plays dead.
3. ‘Roaming’ is just that – keep roaming till you find a signal.
4. ‘Happy to help you’ is an oxymoron.
5. ‘Caller tunes’ can also be called as ‘Cooler tunes’.
6. The month you had taken a ‘maun vrath’ will always have the highest bill.
7. Phone companies have a sense of humour. How else can one explain the ‘service tax’?
8. Value added services add more value to the company’s turnover.
9. The ‘mute’ button goes deaf when you speak the Truth involuntarily.
10. A dog can follow you everywhere except for closed, confined spaces eg. Toilets, lifts
11. The price of a cellphone will begin falling only after you have bought it.
12. 'Customer Care' is short for 'Customer.. Care a Damn for you'.
Jun 11, 2009
Point taken!
The two of them were returning from the meeting point. The ‘interested party’ and the relatives who had arranged the meet were also on their way home. Now, that was three disjoint search parties in search of three absolutely different things in life.
The two of them were silent till they reached home. They had loads of talking going on in their respective heads.
The evening back at home was rather uneventful except for the occasional ‘He was well dressed’ and ‘His mom looks kind’ to ‘looks like a happy family’
The next day in the morning...
'Your cousin may call up anytime. We need to be prepared with our reply’
She was tensed to the core and not a nerve had any flow. How could she reject somebody whom her cousin had hunted down with so much love…besides, her mom will start breathing only after her wedding
‘Maa..he was well dressed and my would be maa-in-law looked so kind’.
'What? You are saying yes to that jerk. I absolutely see no match here. What’s going on in your head?’
‘Maa..you are the one fretting over my marriage always...besides, how can we say a ‘no’ to them!’
‘Huh! Forget your cousin, forget my fretting...you think I’ll marry you off to some jerk? For God’s sake…I am your mother!’
The two of them were silent till they reached home. They had loads of talking going on in their respective heads.
The evening back at home was rather uneventful except for the occasional ‘He was well dressed’ and ‘His mom looks kind’ to ‘looks like a happy family’
The next day in the morning...
'Your cousin may call up anytime. We need to be prepared with our reply’
She was tensed to the core and not a nerve had any flow. How could she reject somebody whom her cousin had hunted down with so much love…besides, her mom will start breathing only after her wedding
‘Maa..he was well dressed and my would be maa-in-law looked so kind’.
'What? You are saying yes to that jerk. I absolutely see no match here. What’s going on in your head?’
‘Maa..you are the one fretting over my marriage always...besides, how can we say a ‘no’ to them!’
‘Huh! Forget your cousin, forget my fretting...you think I’ll marry you off to some jerk? For God’s sake…I am your mother!’
Jun 3, 2009
Tata Nano ghar !
The common man's dreams of a home have been answered by the Tata's. Way to go....You guys rock but seriously, 218 sq ft carpet area sounds a tad too disappointing, doesn't it ?
P.S: I was just drawing my version of a 'modern' common man and then this idea clicked! I'm feeling good about this cartoon as I didn't copy or refer anything :) Hope you guys like it too! and please forgive the sad quality of the print and the ball point pen markings over pencil....
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