Indian Middle Class Masala

I live in a joint family with a divorced sister and her two daughters staying with me. We all earn our living from a school started by my deceased father. I also have another sister whose husband does not work. The school though not big has got a strength of 360. Basically I work for very meager wages. I have to live on 200$ a month. This is just enough to cover my coffee and cigarettes. Both of my sisters and their husbands are eager to grab the school. I have a wife who constantly has a spat with my sisters. All the sister’s children get free education in the school. My brother in law who does not work is a bum. He constantly nurses his grievances to my wife by Whatsapp. He uses examples from the Bible to show that he is isolated and wants a share in the school. My sisters are not qualified to head the school. My mother keeps silent wanting to please all and injure none. I am quite worried as I don’t have a penny in savings and I need money for my daughter to go to medical school. My wife is paranoid about dogs. My divorced bro in law as sent two dogs to be kept as pets in the house. His greedy claws want to take-over the school. Luckily my mother has written the school in my name. When my sisters come to know a storm will brew in the house.

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Abstract

Ezra’s traveling
Logistics on wheels…
T S Eliot’s catching
Dragon flies
To write imagism…
Borges writes
A book of magic realism…
Joyce walks on the streets
With fables of streams of
Consciousness…
An image of a cloud
Burst into flowers …
Psyche floats in the
Air as a ballet dancer…
Time etched on Dali’s
Pen as a floating dream…
Echo’s the pen
As nude silhouette…
Time ruptures into
A psychedelic ornament
As soon as weed is inhaled…
I melted her lake
Into timeless moments
Of ecstasy…
Vices are hedonistic
Guitars singing Bob Dylan…
Philosophy I have
A pound of questions to ask…
Virtues are stoic pillars …
Sin breaks down
Christian walls…
I have no idols
To worship …
I am weak in
Sinful flesh…

Soiled Currency

In India, people have the strange habit of writing on money. It becomes irritable as some establishments will not accept a written currency. The ego of such people is strange and eccentric! What pride is there to make a scroll with a pen? Are they satisfying a writer’s ego? After demonetization new currencies which are written over will not be accepted. Strange are the ways of people’s habits.

Blue Whale Syndrome

We all know that the destructive and chaotic game of Blue Whale has taken the world by storm and is slowly crumbling the lives of many talented youngsters. I would like to take a psychoanalytic view and describe the intentionality of the creators and the players. Freud has said that human beings are driven by Eros, the pleasure principle or Thanatos, the death drive. The creators of the game indulge in Sadistic-erotic-Thanatos. In other words there is a Sadistic pleasure encompassing an erotic one, leading others to death. The players of the game are driven by the Thanatic drive. All countries should take a voluntary initiative and curb access to this game.