Tag: art

destination

Taking the Bus Somewhere Else.

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Taking the bus somewhere else,

The boat began to rock.

The bus was on the boat.

Well it wasn’t a boat but a super-sized mega boat.

For the boat had been newly bought,

And the bus owner was anxious.

But the boat reached its destination,

And all heaved a sigh of relief.        

But what’s the fun in it?

Well the bus wasn’t a bus at all.

It was part of a tram which had been bought for the inter city tram project,

And if this part of the tram had not reached it’s destination properly then,

All would have gone waste.

So, when the part reached the city atlast,

All had cheered,

And within a week the tram was set up.

And the boat owner pledged never to take such subtle orders again.

Adios!

clothes

The Criteria For Trousers.

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The criteria for trousers were,

That they were needed to be brown,

Well made and stitched to perfection.

They were so,

So, the boy bought them,

And he gift wrapped it.

It was for his cousin brother,

Who on receiving started dancing with laughter,

And wore it on the next special occasion.

The criteria for trousers were indeed met,

And the gift was well received.

Adios!

food

Cereals For Breakfast.

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A breakfast must be fulfilling,

As good as the morning sunlight,

So that the time from morning till afternoon passes in such a good way that,

You can work with full steam to ensure that your work gets successfully.

Thus, add cereals in a bowl,

Pour milk nicely over it,

And drizzle honey on top of it.

And those who don’t mind some cream,

Can add some fresh cream or sweetened cream for that matter.

Voila! World’s most nutritious breakfast is ready.

Adios!

A Fresh Warm Cake.

A Fresh Warm Cake.

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A fresh warm cake,

Like the morning happiness,

Wasn’t far away.

Just two streets down,

And four lanes across.

I got up from my bed,

Got the whiff of the bread and cakes being made fresh in the bakery,

I went to buy some.

A fresh warm cake,

With tea,

Gave warmth to my soul,

Ma loved, Baba loved it,

The day became happiest,

For the warm cake delighted us as much as the glowing hearth.

And in the evening, there was more fresh baked items to relish upon.

It felt like the Victorian times.

Some of them are still alive.

Adios!

WRITING

The Man Asking For Peanuts.

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Few days back, I was having some peanuts at a bus stand when the man asked me for a peanut.

I said-“What?!”

He said-“ Can I have some peanuts?”

I was taken aback.

He said that hadn’t had peanuts for more than thirty years, so suddenly he felt the need to eat some.

I told him-“There’s a peanut seller, selling peanuts just around the corner. You can buy the peanuts over there.”

“I know I can, but I want to you give me the peanuts.”

Hearing him speak these words I moved away from him, and started walking.Maybe he was nuts.

Then someone called my name and I turned around to see who it was.

It was the same man, who had asked me for peanuts.

I-“How do you know my name?”

Him-“I knew it!”

I-“Knew what?”

Him-“That you won’t recognize me.”

I-“Why should I recognize you?”

Him-“I am your old school friend. We studied in the same school for two years and you would have peanuts which I used to bring in my tiffin box.”

I-“And you wouldn’t give it to me. Just a mere two or three peanuts and the rest you would simply gobble up.”

Him-“You recognized me?”

I-“Oh! Yes.The moment you said can I have some peanuts, that scrawny voice of yours tingled the brain cells in my mind. I immediately thought –“Where had I heard this voice before?” I looked around and though you have grown up  be a grumpy looking man, your eyes and smile hasn’t changed much.”

Him-“So you recognized me and were playing a prank on me?”

I-“Meeting me after so many years, if you can play a prank on me, then I too can do so.”

His face fell down.

I-“Don’t worry old friend. I shall buy you a new pack of peanuts from the peanut seller.”

And thus, he cheered up a bit.

We had tea and peanuts, chatted for a while and then we got up on the bus, which we were supposed to do much earlier.

In long spaces of time, people don’t change much. Do they?

Adios!