Monday, June 20, 2011

Run for ur Life

       Things go wrong when they want to. And there is nothing we can do to stop them. How much we plead and beg? And yet does Life listen to us? No. She stands there, hands akimbo on her hips, clanging her thorny bracelets and bangles, drawing blood with her finger-nails. 
       Then she laughs. Her metallic rattling laugh. While we shake and cower in fear. Trying to save ourselves from her cruelty. 
       We run, like maggots, trying to save us from this rain, Most of us get drenched 'throughoutly', slip, fumble, yet rise again and run, while many get buried in the mud, facedown, lifeless, having their breaths slowly snuffed out of them. 
       All through this mad frenzy, Life stands and laughs her tinny laugh.

5 comments:

monty said...

u changed ur blog's name too? did i inspire u shilpa....:P?

Shilpa Nair said...

Yes u did Monty :p but more than that, i just googled 'A PotPourri of Sorts' and found that there was already something by that name!!! lol...

monty said...

and u were absconding for quite some time...cudnt find ur blog anywahere...watsup?

Shilpa Nair said...

Yep dear, was caught up in shaadi-wala shopping...lol....my creative juices dried up too :)

monty said...

shaadi...whose shadi?