Saturday, October 27, 2007

My World This Week

The last few days have been pretty eventful and heavy on the wallet. Last Thursday the silencer of my bike broke off from my bike somewhere on the route between the office and my home. That I realized it only much later, speaks volumes of my observation skills. Now your silencer breaking off does not disfigure your bike too much and it adds a very masculine vroom when you raise the throttle. However I thought it would be prudent to get it replaced soon. Unfortunately bajaj does not think that a silencer falling off is a common occurrence and I had to wait until the next Monday for the spares to come.

I had a treat to attend on Sunday evening. This place is called Rainforest. It is designed to resemble a rainforest. You are served on tables placed in cave like structures with a few fake animals surrounding them. There is even a very bored dude dressed like a chimp to keep the kids entertained. There is practically no lighting and the place is very cramped so you got to be careful that crumbs from your meal don’t fall into your neighbor’s plate. Picture the chicken lollipop from your plate landing into the curd rice of your neighboring Tam Brahmin’s plate and the resounding slap it would invite.

Well treat done, and its time to make a move and I discover that my helmet is missing. We hunted for half an hour with no success. I didn’t want to give up and finally my friends had to drag me out. You become kind of attached to your helmet when it costs 800 bucks.

The worst was yet to come. My bike broke down while returning home and I was stranded in the middle of nowhere at 12’o clock in the night. I finally spent the night with a friend who lived near enough to pick me up.

Monday-bike serviced and helmet bought-3000 bucks in all. Wednesday had to send an international courier-1000 bucks. On Thursday morning received a distress call from a friend. He had fallen down and had cut his tongue and chin. Had to drive 10 km in the rain while getting to his place and yet again when coming back home. Left with a cold now ACHTOOOOOOOOO :-)

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Sarah

A poem which never fails to haunt..thought I should share it with you all.

My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,

I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my Mommy
Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all,
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.

When I awake
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.

When my Mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall

I try and hide

From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.

He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.