Sunday, April 20, 2008
Readers Meet: Indore
What goes in your head after reading a novel, a short story, a poem? If your answer is ‘a lot’, I’m sure you’ll like to spill that lot. We feel the same way. Thoughts are just that: thoughts; it is only when they are vocalized do they become ideas.
We had been brewing up this read meet for quite some time now, hoping to meet other misfits, who read more than just bestsellers and want to yak about them too. But as I said, thoughts are no use till they remain in our heads. So here is the first (of a series, I hope) read meet in Indore. The basic idea is to get together a group people who pride themselves in doing more than just reading a book. It is not a come one come all invitation.
We’d like you to send us a 250 word write-up about why you’d like to come for a read meet and your expectations from it. Also include the titles of some books you have read and the genre that interests you. The meet is planned on the coming Sunday (27th of April) so send those write-ups fast. We’ll get back to all of you with the agenda as soon as your write-up has been received. Please direct all your correspondence to: indorereaders@gmail.com
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Two poems
This is the first time i was asked to write poems. My first commission( Ha Ha Ha). I did a good job of it ( or so i would like to believe). Here they are, two of them:
The Normal Guy
Gyan follows all the trendz
Gyan has girlfriendz
He thinks, he thinks,
he eats, sleeps and drinks
Gyan does not believe in pretensions
Gyan never asks any questions
He does what his elders say
he believes in the righteous way
Gyan says philosophy is all gas
in the college band, he plays bass
He is normal, no aberration
another figment of god's perverted imagination.
Wrong
I tried to laugh, I tried to cry
I stood in the rain and came out dry
I tried to dance, I sung
I gulped gallons and never got drunk
I tried to buy, I tried to sell
I dug deep, money never filled my well
I tried to live, I died
'What did I do wrong', I cried,
Wrong!!
You were looking for yourself
in a place you did not belong!
The Normal Guy
Gyan follows all the trendz
Gyan has girlfriendz
He thinks, he thinks,
he eats, sleeps and drinks
Gyan does not believe in pretensions
Gyan never asks any questions
He does what his elders say
he believes in the righteous way
Gyan says philosophy is all gas
in the college band, he plays bass
He is normal, no aberration
another figment of god's perverted imagination.
Wrong
I tried to laugh, I tried to cry
I stood in the rain and came out dry
I tried to dance, I sung
I gulped gallons and never got drunk
I tried to buy, I tried to sell
I dug deep, money never filled my well
I tried to live, I died
'What did I do wrong', I cried,
Wrong!!
You were looking for yourself
in a place you did not belong!
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