Looking through a colored glass
All dressed up to go to college, with my sunglasses on. I am sitting in my car, waiting for the red light to turn green. I look out of my window. I see a bright and colourful day through my sunglasses. I see cool dudes on their sparkling bikes ready to roar off to their destination, I see chauffer driven cars, with the smart moms brushing their hair to perfection while their child finishes off his/her breakfast. I see bright blue sky (though tinted) above and greenery beside the street. Am excited about this new day, waiting to meet up with my friends in college, life is one big party with them. We live on the edge. We are broke when we have more than 100 bucks in our pockets. If our day-to-day expenditure goes below 50 bucks, we know that we are living on the edge and its time to get more mullah out of our parents. Still life’s a party and it’s a bright new day ahead of me, just a bit tinted because of my sunglasses.
Then why not remove the sunglasses and enjoy the morning to its full? Sorry, can’t do that. Will get exposed to too much light, exposed to the stark reality surrounding me right there at the red-light.
In place of handsome hulks on their shining bikes, I’ll find middle-aged men sagging on their old scooters, sweating in their helmets, wondering how they’ll manage to eke out that day’s living. I won’t see the smart moms, but their drivers, up since the earliest of morning, looking straight ahead, weighing the amount of driving throughout the day, and also the amount of waiting for their master for hours in the boiling hot car. I will see the little children in tattered clothes asking for money in order to get crumbs for their meal. Or maybe a handicapped adult asking for alms in his amputated hand. Maybe the lady, who wipes the windscreen with a rag of every car in sight to get maybe a coin or two for the effort.
But I choose not to take off my sunglasses; I don’t want my morning to be spoiled. After all don’t I have bigger problems of my own? I’m low on money; I won’t be able to afford the extra bottle of cold-drink or maybe a coffee in a coffee joint.
Don’t I have bigger problems of my own? My attendance might be low in class; after all I was busy making a play about the street-kids!!
I am not going to remove my sunglasses; won’t the sun shine into my eyes??
All dressed up to go to college, with my sunglasses on. I am sitting in my car, waiting for the red light to turn green. I look out of my window. I see a bright and colourful day through my sunglasses. I see cool dudes on their sparkling bikes ready to roar off to their destination, I see chauffer driven cars, with the smart moms brushing their hair to perfection while their child finishes off his/her breakfast. I see bright blue sky (though tinted) above and greenery beside the street. Am excited about this new day, waiting to meet up with my friends in college, life is one big party with them. We live on the edge. We are broke when we have more than 100 bucks in our pockets. If our day-to-day expenditure goes below 50 bucks, we know that we are living on the edge and its time to get more mullah out of our parents. Still life’s a party and it’s a bright new day ahead of me, just a bit tinted because of my sunglasses.
Then why not remove the sunglasses and enjoy the morning to its full? Sorry, can’t do that. Will get exposed to too much light, exposed to the stark reality surrounding me right there at the red-light.
In place of handsome hulks on their shining bikes, I’ll find middle-aged men sagging on their old scooters, sweating in their helmets, wondering how they’ll manage to eke out that day’s living. I won’t see the smart moms, but their drivers, up since the earliest of morning, looking straight ahead, weighing the amount of driving throughout the day, and also the amount of waiting for their master for hours in the boiling hot car. I will see the little children in tattered clothes asking for money in order to get crumbs for their meal. Or maybe a handicapped adult asking for alms in his amputated hand. Maybe the lady, who wipes the windscreen with a rag of every car in sight to get maybe a coin or two for the effort.
But I choose not to take off my sunglasses; I don’t want my morning to be spoiled. After all don’t I have bigger problems of my own? I’m low on money; I won’t be able to afford the extra bottle of cold-drink or maybe a coffee in a coffee joint.
Don’t I have bigger problems of my own? My attendance might be low in class; after all I was busy making a play about the street-kids!!
I am not going to remove my sunglasses; won’t the sun shine into my eyes??
18 comments:
Hmm.... Is eng hons doin that to u, or is that U??
Its jus simply amazin, how we "look" but dont "see"...Its sad, that we, claim to be "aware", but i gez many of the ppl out ther-their "awareness" is jus limited to the latest movies n songs..or maybe some political happennin...
I wish ppl wd start thinkin like u jus did..i mean..yehaa..we made a start!
btw, woman, u with ur sarcasm n satire, cd gv Dryden competttion... n no points fr guessin who i'd rather Read!
ME???
moitreeyeeeeeeeee( oops i'm gettting ur name wrong)
but dont want to correct it either, read ur "piece" and was completely estatic .
keep up d gud work!!!!!!!!!!!
what else can i say ?
on a lighter note
yes a thought can change ur days;just as my thoughts hav changed my "nights",n days n noons .........whatever(u know me) wonder what medhavi has got 2 say on that???????????
u know she has made one sensible proclaim in her entire life (read till now "small" life)
she says"PRIYA HAS A BISLERI LIKE PURE MIND"
read more bout it in MY BLOG which is under construction. just in case u guys think i'm going too slow
"ROME WAS NOT BUILT IN A DAY"
ENG HONS R U LISTENING
Well... I agree wid Peereeyaa.. a thought can change yr days- like an idea can change yr life! Fr instance, if u have an idea-to blog, n tell priya dahlin abt it, it can change yr life frever-since she will leave bits of her pure mind on it! N then, if u have a thot-something like Priya comin up wid a blog(which's takin lonnggg)-thaaat can ensure sleepless nites and woeful days!
P.s- Priyaa...I knoww ROME wasn built in a day-wat r YOU tryin to build- heaven...uh Porno-Heaven....??
hey porno-heaven?????
talk of contradictns!!!!!!
priya n porno n dat toooo heaven???
priya: thx yaaar
ok now english hons time to learn babies!
thre is something called PORN n something called PRIYA, butt, The gud thing is dat both r SYNONYMS(i hope dat i hav got the spelling right)
now u guys must be wonderng why am talking so long
the reason:
COZ I AM DEVELOPING A SOFTWARE
ever heard bou instant msnger?
i am coming out with instant ORGASMER/
HOZ DAT??????????????????????????
nahiiiiii.....
ye sunne se pehle yeh dharti phat kyun nahi gayi, or main usmein samaaa kyun nahi gayiii.........
u polluted my eyes! Darn u!
Sheesh!
dekh zara kahan ki mujh jasi prodigy ko respect kara jaye. loog mere dialogue mujhi par mar rahe hain!!!!!!!!!1
all d best for ur xams every body , study hard.
Prodigy?? I hope we'r still talkin abt Priya..its not fair to suddenly change the Topic to ME! ;)
ummm???
ahhhh!!!
huh??
am glad u got my poiny my-tree! :)
bhagwan sabbko sab kuch de par galatfaami mat de.
another thing i guess my "software is really making moitree happy : didn't u notice her previous comment on dis blog
to quote her:
"ummmmmmmmmm??????/
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
huh????????????"
just a little problem sweety dont u think ur ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! shuld come ind last?
i hope u get my point too MY_tree.
this blog (n the commnts dat followed) have intiated a variety of responses in my convoluted mind.....
1) my-tree, my_branch, my-leaf, my-flaa......jus wanned to tel ya...wat u rote is just beeeutiful. no pretenshun....no sittin on a perch....its jus da way u r n shows jus hoo u r...angrejji vishesh gettin to ya eh!!...loovd sumthin sooo much aftr a loong loong time !!!..inspiring!
2) peereeya....finally learnt how to use a mouse....gud fr u you filthy lil f****rr!!
hehehehehahahahah..lotsa lurv yaal...do wel n miss me coz i miss u guys loaaadz!!!!
liar liar!! mickey the liar!
Priya-dahlin...whyyy? i thot my-tree was yr frendd...be kind to her...and teach her thhe trikz ov da trade in Person..otherwise she'l get mre confoosed! ;)
my-treee....alll my heartiest condolences n wid yr "pure" soul..!
once agn!!!
HUH??!!??
wont give d ahhs ne chance....
seriously.. vindee thx for d widout pretence appreciation(tryin to use big wrds to prove am frm angrezzi vishesh!!)
n nw.. me pure???? dint ya'll hear(read) wat preeya wrote??
still pure?? i mean PURE??
need time to figure dat out!!!
u guys r gud in confusin d little bulb dats glowin rite now in d cavity calld brain, o'mine!!!
My dear moitryi..WHY else do u think PURE was in quotes- "pure"-like this?
Btw...abt confusin n confoosion... Haavv to tell u..am confused too!! abt sunshine n moonshine! bak to my coments section fr tht actually!
ahem ahem..Recognition- how does thaaat feel My-tree?? DO u hv a thank-u list..?? like the one they come out wid-wen tehy win an Oscar..or even a Manikchand Filmfare!
yeah..indeed...this onez the besst post!
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