Thursday, July 30, 2015

Divorce after the itch



Having a baby is the best feeling in a woman's life. Even better than having an orgasm. Don't know why orgasm is considered the bestest feeling, for that matter.
Well, Taking care of the child, feeding it, seeing each and every stage of their growth. Sending them to school

And then??

I spent all these years simply looking after my child and husband??
I spent all these years simply doing house hold chores??
I have to do something.
I have to prove that I still have it in me.
I have to break free of the relation

Why? because its a constraint. The invisible thread of static emotional numbness strangles you.

Why dint you think of doing something before? Why did you make your husband and children so use to you? and then shatter the beautiful family. I suffered for 14 years, 20 years . You left everything in the excitement of your new life and when it started boring you, you want the 'everything' back.

Do something always, do get the feeling initially so that you could get to balance both. Do not make your family used to you. They take you for granted because you let it happen till you got bored of it.
'I was waiting for my kids to grow up'
C'mon you made your kids used to living in a family and deserts their paradise. Had you done the same years before, the kids would have escaped the embarrassment.

Do it soon or never do it. There is nothing called seven year itch. It's seven year monotony. Don't wait for it or don't do it at all


Sunday, July 26, 2015

voyage



Walking hand in hand
Heart pounding with desire
Following the trail of light
To touch the horizon
To capture the mirage
Through the endless path
Decvouring the past
Beyond life
Beyond birth
Beyond death
Soars my soul

Who am I? ?
What am I? ? 

Saturday, July 25, 2015

The canarian flight



“Why on earth should I cover my face or conceal my identity? Just because a few stray dogs bit me, I am not going to retract into a cocoon. I don’t want to be called after my birthplace or where I was attacked­­­­­­. Call me by my name. I’m Swathy. Don’t ever blur my face on any media. If anyone is to be afraid or ashamed, it’s my attackers. Moreover, to those who intend to torture me with your sarcasm, I just have say one thing: Don’t you dare! “ Swathy has determined to fight the world.
Suddenly a handsome male appeared from nowhere “News hour would be right back. Meanwhile do send in your response to the audience poll question, ‘Should the rape victims reveal their identity?’ SMS format NP space Y for yes and N for no”
Avantika had forgotten that she turned on the TV to watch her bestie, Yami, the naughty canary on TV. 
She was not surprised to see Swathy's fighting spirit.  What surprised her was the audacity of the man who declared an audience poll on what Yami had said. He traded her courage. ‘Do send us SMS so that we can get our share of money from the service providers as well as a matter for the debate show, the next day. Then, some dumbo duffers would assemble and discuss the pros and cons of her personal decision.’
“Where the six Canaries, where the 6 strangers who doesn’t even know where each other exists or even exist or not, for that matter.” said Ananya. “If not for this incident, I would never know anything about Yami. Shall we go back to Kochi? We should try to find all the 6 canaries, shouldn’t we?”

Avantika kept staring at the wall. She still could not believe how time maneuvered their lives to unforeseen circumstances. She had enough for the day. The revelation she had that day about the three canaries was more than what she could take. NOW WHAT MORE IS IN STORE?