BENEATH THE MIDNIGHT SKY

Beneath the midnight sky
I lay with my open eyes
Dreaming about the undreamt
Matching the pace of my heart
I run through the terrains and the dense jungles
Jumping over the cliffs
I drown in the midst of the ocean
And listen to the plates that drift.
The volcanic lava growling
Eager to burst its anger out
The clouds are very silent
Even the thunder has a silent sound
And the silence prevails after the death
As the earth evaporates to the unknown sky
There will be no heaven anywhere
To the hell the soul will fly.
Sagarmani

Hometown Melody

Hibernating in thought, I sing the hometown melodies
I try and color the pain
I dance to my own chords and sing the songs
Songs of hope and songs in the rain
My childhood buddies, chuckling by the railing in the evening
Stories after stories.laughing and making fun
Pulling legs and pat good night
Walk towards the dwelling
Singing the hometown melody
The warm blanket and a pillow..
It is quite old but I like it.Dunno why.
And the lights are off
And I dream..humming the hometown melody
The Morning sun..Hot cup of tea
Breakfast cooked and everything is ready
Dad, Mom and Kids we all dine
Together and I get a kick
Kick of a hometown melody
The birds chirp and my dog barks
The wild fox cries in the wild
A fairy tale, Yes one of its kind
Implanted on my hibernated mind.
I stride along the path, winging my dreams
Hometown melody I humm and hometown melody I sing.(Sagarmani)

Petrified

I could hear the sound of the wind
The window pane was tapping hard
The sky outside was dark and cloudy
My dog continuously barked

Sudden thunder and lightening threw a spark
The electricity got fused it was pitch dark
The rain started pouring I knew it won't stop
It was half past two in the morning and I heard a knock

I opened the door and I looked outside
My dog was guarding me, he was right beside
I closed the door, I was scared to death
I ran inside thought I would cuddle in my bed

There, I saw somebody lying on my bed
Huge height and a long hair, I was cold as if dead
I couldn't move and I stood still
My dog started barking and I whispered him to chill

And all of a sudden it woke up, my dog ran away in fear
It came closer to me, it had a weird looking beard
"My name is Hagrid", he said, I stumbled to scream
Pleased to wake up from Harry Potter's dream.

(I had been reading Harry Potter books those days) Sagarmani

When four chirpy birds chirp near my workstation.

When four chirpy birds chirp near my workstation
It feels like a sale market and a simili to a railway station
From chicken recipies to a sigle flower in a bouquet
From the ghost and tattoos to badminton rackets.

They plan dinner during the breakfast time
And prefer adding sugar in the lime
They complain but never about time
And for my ears it is an interesting mime

Serial killers, suicide points, bitter gourd with typical smell
Dogs, cats, weird frog or prawns or snails with shell
They discuss Goa, Kolkatta and the blankets and rugs
Real estate, Paris Labrador and pugs

Chicken, mutton, potato and cabbage
Diet plans, weight issues, gyms and money racket
Cricket, Dhoni, Ambani and Antilla,
Beer, Breezer, whiskey and tequilla.

Shahrukh, Brad Pitt, Popeye or Spongy Bob
Madhuri, Angelina and the American George
Lalu, Prince, Commandos and Pune fair
Preserve these birds these species are rare.

I wished there was an end of topics in this world
They straighten their hair and also like it curled
Log off time, they are ready to run out off the door
Managing work as well resting by the sea shore.

(Dedicated to Jhuma Mahapatra, Pranali Fadte, Shailaja MP, Ujjvala Padhye)

As the friday dusk winks at me

As the week says goodbye
I thank god and close my eyes
The alarm won't ring, there wont be targets to chase
I'll get time for myself, my cells will go to rest.

I'll dance with the twilight and I'll romance with the dawn
I may wake up all night and sleep when it is morn
As the friday dusk winks at me
I rejoice, its now the time, time to be me.

I know I have seen many weekend eventide
But, everytime it is fresh new and alive
I also know I'll be up during sunup on Monday
But, well it can't be hid, the feeling for Friday(Sagarmani)

The Indain Jugad Technology

The batteries are exhausted
Bite them, it will work for another few days..Jugad
The cooker lid is not functioning properly
Fold a paper and sandwidch it between the lid and the base....Jugad
The computer screen is changing its color frequently
Kick the UPS, the color will be normal....Jugad
The iron has got a black stain and it sticks to the clothes
Peel it off with the vegetable knife..will work for months..Jugad
Pen is not working bought it few days back
Rub the refill between your palms, it will never stop..Jugad
Cooking cylinder is empty, tilt it on the floor
It works, will atleast cooked your uncooked meal...Jugad
The shampoo bottle is empty, keep it up side down
You can atleast use it for two more wash...Jugad
You wake up in the morning and there is no tooth paste
Cut the tube from the base and use it...Jugad
Use the washroom in emergeny and there is no water or toilet paper
Newspapers, it works...Jugad
The Postal stamp is not sticking properly
Lick it, it sticks....Jugad
Repair we Indians do not believe in
No worries, so waht we are the third world in other technology
We don't waste..we are superpower in Jugad Technology.(Sagarmani)

Sleepy Cells....

My cells are turning lazy
Forcing my eyes to droop
Sitting and standing ain't helping
Only the long nap could do

I stretched my arms ain't helping
I washed my face ain't helping
Coffee and tea has turned my stomach full
Even walking ain't helping but I know sleep would do.

I try to talk but I yawn
I try and laugh but the cells mourn
Muscles ain't moving they seem to be on a strike
A sleep could help but there is no place to hide

I even ran down the steps the legs refused
Dragged few puffs it got diffused
Intoxicated they are the lazy ones, impossible to wake'em up
A sleep would indeed do but I can't stop the work(Sagarmani)