Hello to KL!

My first assignment at foreign location from HCL begins. A kind of experience I need. Hope it will add another flavor to my persona and profile. Wish to keep things under control. Surely from learning and contributing perspective, it will prove a chance worthy of it.

KL- Sophisticated Delhi without its diversity. A bit surprising for a city of this size. Even Indians, who can be found everywhere in KL, seem to be from only one region. 

Staying in city's center has always its own benefits, which here we are reaping for sure. Twin towers, visible from almost everywhere in KL, are right behind our hotel. Connectivity to almost everywhere in KL is at doorstep. And to top it all- lots of Indian restaurants are nearby giving strict vegetarians like me a big relief.

Things for me back at home are already hectic as I would soon move into a new phase of my life. Timing of this trip could only make things more complex and sure it did. I am missing on so much that I do not know from where shall I even get started to complain. Just keeping pace with things and praying for peace to continually be bestowed upon me.

Hopefully would return with lots of good memories from KL!

Gunjan

Thank You 2011. Welcome 2012.

2011- You would be remembered by me for bringing one wonderful person in my life, My Life.

I could not thank you enough for such generosity but let me try my best shot at it, as I am indeed grateful. I would have never dreamed of things to change in such magnificent way for myself. I had an inkling that you have promises of making extraordinary changes- http://www.gunjansaboo.com/2011/01/new-year-new-decade.html - but you brought wonderful surprises of out-of-ordinary proportions.

Thank You! and Good Bye! :)

2012- I look forward to you as an enthralling and amazing year. You have all the potential to become most memorable year of my life. Live up to it! I am sure you have to raise your standards by notches to beat last few years as they all have been great. Have a look by yourself and get prepped up early enough.

• 2008- My most cherished dream came true. One for which I was mad like never before. I could not have put more focus and energy to any other aim of my life, I believed.

• 2009- My maiden trip out of India to the land of opportunities. I learned far more in my 4 months of stay there than I ever could.

• 2010- An era completed for me as a formal student. It was a great relief ;-) Started a new journey as a professional, once again with heart full of hopes and eyes filled with dreams.

I hope this would have given you an idea of what I expect from you to be the best year till date. Welcome 2012! :))

I wish all my loved ones a great year ahead. Hope all your dreams become reality and all your wishes come true.

Gunjan

A sparkling compliment

Its about a true incident that happened a few hours back today.

I visited a dentist with one of my friend. She had some checkup appointment and after that we were supposed to go to another friend's place. So I too was in Doctor's cabin with her, where suddenly she called me with my first name for some instructions, while lying on dental chair. Suddenly the doctor turned towards me and asked- Gunjan, I think I have seen you, have you visited me before? I replied- Yes, I did, a couple of months back.

She, then after a pause, asked- Are you Gunjan Saboo? I said- Yes. She asked- Do you blog? I, with a question mark in my head, half-surprised, half-glad replied- Yes. She said, with a smile, you write intelligently, I have read your blogs!! You write well.

I was amazed and so was my friend, who incidentally is also a regular reader and big time supporter of my blog posts. It was such a pleasant surprise for me. A chance reader of my blog, remembering me out of the blue because of my writings and telling me about liking my blog posts. I returned her compliment with a big Thanks and with a big smile *blush* across my face.

Trust me, days like these can encourage to write better and more often. Today my friend returned from dentist with sparkling Teeth and I with a sparkling compliment.

The Shiva Trilogy!

After so many raving reviews of Shiva Trilogy (The Immortals of Melhua, The Secret of Nagas and The Oath of Vayuputras) from many friends, day by day it was getting difficult to keep my hands off this series.. In the mean time, I was again going through Potter series in reverse order and as the last 3 books are the bigger tomes, I was pretty much occupied in them from last few days.

But then I decided to give potter series a break for a while and started off with Melhua.. and what an experience it was! The joy of reading at its best :) Always interested in Mythology be it Indian or Greek, and in fact it was always my strength area in any of the quiz competitions, I enjoyed it to the core.

Spellbound is the only word comes to my mind when I finished it and was asked for the review. And it did not take me more than 2 days further to finish off the next in trilogy- The Secret of Nagas. Now eagerly waiting for third and last of the series- The Oath of the Vayuputras. If first two books are any clue, last one would again be a bestseller.

Writings of one IIM alum turned banker turned author (Chetan Bhagat) has brought in a sea of change in Indian authors and Indian readers alike. More Indians than ever are now writing and many more are now reading even if a few books just for so called time-pass-leisure-reading. Hoping that another IIM alum turned banker turned author (Amish Tripathi) would bring the second wave of this change. If he could continue the way he has written his first two books, we will have a writer to the likes of Tharoor and Seth. He is serious with his writings and writes at another level altogether. India need more such writers who can influence readers to read more such stuff. A firm believer in reading and its positive side effects, such a change would be more than welcome :)

Strongly recommended- The Shiva Trilogy.

Gunjan

:))

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दिल, उलझन और विचार

कुछ उलझन है मेरे दिल में,

किसी बात को ले कर 

एक एहसास फिर भी कहे,

तु कर ना कोई फिकर

फिकर तब कर जब कोई
ग़ैरवाजिब बात उठे दिल में,

तुझे अपना पाने की चाहत है

कुछ गलत नहीं है इस में 

इसीलिए इस फिकर को में

हँसते हँसते टाल जाता हूँ

अपने विचारों के समुंदर में

फिर एक गोता लगाता हूँ

विचारों की इस श्रंखला का,

अंजाम चाहूँ केवल एक

फिर भी सवाल उठे रहे,

इस दिल में कई अनेक

इन सवालों के दरमियां

खुद को खोया सा पाता हूँ,

कभी इन सवालों से ही 

सच, खुद को पा जाता हूँ

क्या जल्द ही मिलेगा मुझे

इस दिल-ए-उलझन का सार,

या समझाऊँ इस दिल को मेरे

दोस्त, कर थोड़ा और विचार

गुंजन

And this hawker..

A 30 something hawker has a road side eatery of tea and snacks close to my office. We are regular at his shop for our tea breaks as a means of breakout. There are several such eateries around every nook and corner, adjacent to office buildings, aren't they? But I realized something striking over a conversation with him other day. As we are regular to his shop, he recognizes us well. From the early days, he makes sure to customize my cup of tea the way I like, always. He is reticent and never talks or even try to, but nods once we reach at his stall.

It was almost 9 when I left my ofc and saw his shop still open. As I was walking towards my home, and it was one of the hectic days, I thought of getting a hot cup of tea to refresh myself. I went over to him and asked  for tea. I was alone today and so just to kill time, thought of striking a conversation while he gets me tea. I inquired- aaj itna late kaise bhaiya?

He  looked puzzled by my question and replied- abhi to nau hi baja hai.. Now it was my moment of getting confused. I realized that I never knew whether he stays late till this time. Still to hold this conversation, I asked him- aap to subah bhi nau baje aa jaate ho, raat ko bhi abhi yahaan ho to fir ye sab naashta kab banate ho? I knew from an earlier conversation with him that he stays quite far from our office. He drags his cart to his house daily to and fro, and whole day while selling his stuff, he keeps standing. He replied- wo to hum subah 5 baje uth ke banate hai.. Me- to fir aap sote kab ho!!???

He didn't reply but smiled but I still had that expression of disbelief on my face. I was startled by the fact that how easily he manages to smile at 9 pm after a 12+ hour long day on road, standing, selling snacks and tea. On the other hand, I spent 12 hours doing something I am also good at, in a cozy ofc and feeling tired and enervated right now. Not only it was a matter of hardship he suffers, as I have also seen several such cases, like all of us see it everywhere around us. But matter-of-the-fact way he talked about being in this situation, with a smile, is what impressed me. He kind of adjusted himself with that situation and was trying to get best out of it. I did not feel that he would, even for a moment complain about being in such a situation or would cry aloud on his fate, in his reply. He replied to me- 12 baje sote hai aur 5 baje uth jaate hai. 5 ghanta milta hai lekin bahut hai. And he again generously smiled..

I felt like being washed away by a strong wave to the shore. I, shuddered by the straight talk, amazed by his attitude towards his work, started towards my home with a hot cup of tea and a new lesson from this hawker..

Gunjan

PS- Happy B'day Momma! I Love You!

Hello LIFE, bring it ON!

Excitement seems to ceased me for a brief period in this July. Before that, June gave me all sort of cryptic confusions, be it related to professional or personal matters. But come August, and come a new soul, life has become very very amazing again..

How much I always love to keep myself involved in activities, be it of some significance or not. Nonetheless, I have a view that if I get involve, I would get something out of even nothing. But that nothingness actually was catching up way faster than I expected. There was a lull and life had become somewhat dull. Measures to get past such dullness were turning into ridiculous decisions..

One such decision only, kind of brought the change. A chance, I could never foresee and expect- a single phone call for a simple query could turn things upside down. And that's the beauty of life. It hits you when you least expect it. Now, I feel peace at work and in life. I look forward to each day, every hour..

I am now chillax! I say- Hello Life, bring it On!

Gunjan

Big Apple & Maximum City

A slideshow of one of the works done for study of similarities between regular life in two cities- NewYork and Mumbai. Work is worth appreciating, looks simple at first, but with various nice shades to be explored with keen eyes.

Both these cities are very close to my heart for various reasons. 2009 was the year when I lived in these cities and actually realized what city life is all about. Two slides - Juhu and Coney Island, back to back are my favorite in this presentation. I have had great moments at both these places!

Cheers to Big Apple and Maximum City!

Enjoy..

http://nishasondhe.see.me/onelife2011/slideshow

Gunjan

HP series in comic

This below link has entire HP series in form of comics. Brilliant stuff!! I am amazed by the creativity and brilliance depicted in transforming entire set of books in a comic form turned into a poster.

Hail Lucy!! Hats off!

Hope all will enjoy the series, I thoroughly did. It reminded me of best of the moments from the series and sometimes made me feel nostalgic all over again. Few screens are so funny that definitely Rowling herself would not have expected.

Stuff like these should keep coming so that we can relive and relish HP magic all over again..

Enjoy

Gunjan

Reference- http://lucylou.livejournal.com/596984.html#cutid1

Shameful night for Indian democracy

I could not stop admiring the courage it must require to pull off an act like the one we witnessed yesterday night at Ramlila ground, New Delhi. The fear that was set in within government is very much visible through the desperate attempts that were used - 5000 policeman at night 1 am to stop a peaceful Satyagrah in world's largest democracy and the country that feels proud in giving this tool of Satyagrah to the world.

The same government and their ministers, who were trying every possible way to keep Baba Ramdev stay away from fasting, asking him to resolve issues through talks, stooped down to the level where Indian democracy is blotted with their shameful act.

Baba Ramdev had to flee to his base camp Haridwar amidst chaos and unruliness that should not find any place in code of conduct of our government while tackling a voice that is being raised for a fair cause. But the root of it all is this cause itself. Congressmen are more worried than anyone else. They are scared at two fronts- one, their leaders are in possible trouble once the real owners of the money would be known, second, Ramdev's political party that would come into play in 2014 elections would hit them most and it would be much more difficult if they would gain strength from this fasting success. On top of these all, they are also afraid of the fact of these sequence of actions with public support going against them, first Anna Hazare and now Baba Ramdev and nobody knows who could be next.

What is shocking and almost funny is the rationale by senior leaders of Congress for stopping Ramdev's attempt. The reason being given is that he himself is a thug and does not even know what kind of money is stashed away in safe heavens, that should be brought back. Then why should we let him do this.

But really, are they even issues? If he is a quack and a thug himself then government should use actions that follows law of the land. If he does not know whether it is 5 lakh crores or 8 lakh crores or 12 lakh crores, it does not matter. What matters is that this black money should be brought back and guilty should be punished. All the guesses of the level of black money parked outside India might eventually be wrong, because it is hard work of last 60 years of our so called leaders that has gone into it.

All in all this has really put India on a backfoot by its own deeds. We vociferously argue and support democracy in G7 and UN meets. We condemn strikings on public for their peaceful attempts in various countries around the world. But in our own backyard, we do the sin.

Gunjan

No Comments!

Just watch and make your own opinion. Mine is - No Comments!

Gunjan

PS- Would really like to see what "Justification" censor board would make for this. It just cannot be 'need of the plot' or 'it is now acceptable and very much a part of mature society'.
Justification must be hell creative!!

Acceptance of mistake

See this incredible video below.

Secretary of State of US accepting mistakes made by them decades back. She has made it look easy to accept mistake, hasn't she? Could I even think of something like this from Indian breed of politicians, Hell no!

Our politicians won't even accept their 'kartoot or bayaan' after being shown their own video of their deed.

That is what is one good thing in general about Americans. They talk straight. In business also you will find them talking straight, direct and to the point.

Gunjan

Just like that

A couple talking:

Girl- How would you feel, if I would hug another boy?
Boy- I would feel happy!
Girl- Why? How?
Boy- Cause that would make you sure that what you feel in my arms, you can't feel with anyone else :)

कोशिश

जो कोशिश न की हम ने

न जाना क्या है, हासिल करना 

मिले जो बिन किसी मेहनत

वो न लगे खुद का अपना

बिना कोशिश ना कुछ सीखे 

जो मिले वो किस्मत का है धन

किस्मत फिर, बदली तो भी

जो सीखा वो रहेगा संग 

कोशिश में खायी ठोकर 

कोशिश में कभी गिरना 

गिरने से ही सीखा है 

गिर के उठना, फिर से चलना 

कोशिश की कई सौ बार 

कोशिशें की कई हज़ार 

फिर भी ना मिली कमबख्त 

जिस का था दिल को करार 

ऐसे में फिर इक कोशिश  

जो लगाये दम, लगाये जोर 

उसे चूमें है सफलता 

उस का ही मचा है शोर 

कशिश है ख़ास, कोशिश में

उसी कशिश की खातिर 

पा के चाहत की मंजिल 

बने रहो एक मुसाफ़िर 

गुंजन 

PS- While I was writing this poem, a friend of mine shared below video. Inspiring as it is, a sweet coincidence as well. Salute!

Interesting queries on this site and my responses

Following are some queries I repeatedly encountered from a few of my dear ones in first few days of launch of this site. Though they were not exactly asked with sophistication in which I have put them below. They were more like "Khud ki Website, ab ye kya naya hai?" or "Tune apni site kyun banayi hai, kya karega?" or "Waah, bahut time hai tere pass, isse kya hoga?"

Below is my version of all such questions with my responses-

1) Why have I started a website of my own?

I wanted a presence of mine, in digital world. It's also hip to have your own website. So I planned and created.

2) But still why needed a website for so called digital presence? Were FB / Linked-In / Orkut not enough?

 I mean we all crave to own a house, even if we can always live our whole life in a rented space. Cause it is our own. I hope I am clear here. I feel belongingness of another level altogether.

3) But why are you then using it to blog?

 Because of two reasons. One, I need slack time to add a lot of things which I would like this address to own, and I do not find that time with me currently. Two, I want to blog. Back to basics- Blog is Web-Log. As each day/ month/ year of ours in our home is always cherish-able, so would this log also be. This world where I, you, we all live so much of our lives in this digital mode. I wanted my presence, my records of them. And definitely I am only sharing stuff worth sharing publicly. Rest is all either in memory or in personal records.

4) What is the purpose?

 To improve, reflect and cherish. I have mentioned it earlier as well somewhere..

But to be fair, I am also receiving a good response from all now. It is good to know that they keep visiting and keep looking for new post. On top of all, they keep encouraging, keep suggesting. It helps in fulfilling the purpose. That's of utmost importance to me today.

Thanks & Luv,

Gunjan

PS- Special Thanks to all who loved the design. I, a creative handicapped individual is delighted.

First Anniversary!

*Drumrolls*

27 April 2011- This day marks my first anniversary with HCL. First year is always special in any company you join. You start as a newbie and try to figure out your own space, slowly amid all the activities around you. And in HCL where we do not sit on our bums for a single day, where we keep firing from all engines, its more than special. It's been a long year which passed by quickly.

It seems a year longer than ever, if I would look at the activities or initiatives I was a part of. One year only, and I had an opportunity to work on plethora of things, giving me a perfect view of breadth and depth of our company, though I am pretty sure there is still a lot to explore for me.

But at the same time this year passed by quickly, very quickly. One day I was here as a new guy and wooshh- I am a  part of system now. With new batch of SMT already inducted, this feeling is much more stronger.

As a year always provides fair ups and downs, I too had my roller coaster ride. Luckily for me that ride was more ups and less downs. I wish this charm continues. (Amen!) In all the ups, I was fortunate to have great people working with me, guiding me in new areas, providing me opportunities to learn and contribute. My salute to all these HCLites and trust me I remembered you today for your contribution in inducting me smoothly into the system. For all the downs, I am lucky to have them sooner than later.

This one year journey would have been very different if not for great friendships I have had here. Friends from my SMT batch would always remain dearest among all, but not to forget friendships which grew from being colleagues. Wishing more years for us together, with same fun around, along with all the work.

My many Thanks to my great mentors without whom I could not have accomplished half of whatever I could achieve. You were the guiding lights and I would seek your advice in the times ahead.

Now I look forward to another year, challenging with more responsibilities in my way. Hope to work smarter and better. Wish to achieve many more successes. Pray to keep peace with myself.

Gunjan

Seasons

Talk about seasons- India is blessed in a sense, isn't it? All 3 seasons pretty much present here with stay of almost 4 months each. People from central India, like me, definitely have this pleasure at its best, having all seasons in equal mix. Indore is blessed with moderate intensity of all seasons, until now, with respect to Indian standards.

In Indore's context, I love- Shab-e- Malwa. It is this cool windy breeze blown across Malwa plateau mostly during evening till late in the night. It is a divine intervention in days of summers when temperature might rise up to 40 degrees and above.

Winters were never something I looked forward to. I just do not like sweaters. Also days are always lazy and short. Sky somewhat gloomy and hazy. No I do not like it. And after being victim to Dilli ki sardi, it seems this season can never be my favorite. To enjoy the winters in its true sense, I would like to have a long week holiday, with one of the favorite book with me, and that too at home. But alas, its not possible.

Winters give way to Summers and this is one season I have always waited for since my childhood. Reasons had been different. From my favorite season during school days to now season of my favorite fruit, it has always been special. When I was little, there was no better choice then to have summer days. Exams over, no schools, no homework and what is left is lots of fun. And luckily I never dreaded results, otherwise story of summer season would have been very different.

I have traveled to most beautiful places I have ever been during summers only. Be it gorgeous Himalayas of Darjeeling in East, long beaches of Diu in West or holy city of Rameshwaram in South and the list goes on..
At Indore, summers were time to have most fun with cousins as well. In simpler times during my childhood, without interruptions of summer schools and summer camps, I used to bond with my cousins during endless rounds of playing cards, hours of video games, cricket, dumb charades and what not..

When summers make their way out, its mansoon which bring rains. Season of rains always the exciting one, but till the moment we keep ourselves within boundaries of our home. India is just not having good infra structure (roads, electricity supply, drainage etc) to enjoy rainy season. Pot-holes, blockages make it a terrible ordeal to enjoy rains. Frankly rains are always the best when they are unexpected. Imagine a summer with mercury touching 40+ and dry air/ loo making even a short walk in itself difficult. And there rain showers, unexpected out of nowhere are a great relief, always. Or be it a cold winter day, and showers just dropping temperatures to next possible level, shivers running through spine- thrill of its own kind.
And best of all, I love these showers around my b'day time every year. They are like first rain showers of the season, bringing with them scent of Earth- just heaven!

But whatever the season is, I always look forward to that change. Winters- Summers- Rains. All in themselves are wonderful for the change they bring in. Someone said it very right- Ye mausam ka jaadu hai mitwa..


Gunjan

PS- Last weekend for me was one of the finest at Noida. When you check a lot of items on your To-Do list, pending from a long time, that feeling is awesome.

Dark BLUE paled in front of Light

22 Men of Indian subcontinent, out there in BLUE, fought for their proudest moment..

A few hours later, after much twists and turns, as the better turned on to their best- India- Winner of the World Cup! Icing on the cake- No 1 team in ODI as well as Test cricket.

I just fail to recall a happier cricket moment in my life. As an ardent fan and follower of team India and Sachin, I rejoiced when we won against mighty Aussies and SAfrikans on their home soil, when we reached rank 1 of Test Cricket, when we won series against Aussies after one match down and one follow-on..

I was elated when master made special 200*, when we won Twenty20 world cup final against Pakis; but this win, this moment was most special.

This moment to cherish forever by every Indian cricket fan, this moment for which we were waiting anxiously for so long..

This game has made every other trouble in our life muted for a few days. People have enjoyed thoroughly the build-up to the game. Undoubtedly you can feel that in air but also on the walls of FB, dozens of forward mails and SMSs. Among the SMSes doing rounds from Indian fans' mobiles, this one I enjoyed the most-

"SriLanka ki aukaat hai kya. India ka map kharido to SriLanka ka free aata hai" :P

Here people it seems conveniently had forgotten 1996 Kolkata humiliation, but as they said everything is fair in love and war, and it was war indeed.

This win has also changed one impression in my life. So far I did not like my Noida (Delhi/NCR) stay much, but yesterday's win made this stay memorable forever. We traveled all the way to Faridabad to watch this match and got rewarded with a splendid win. If there could be songs to celebrate that moment, Delhi-ites, the biggest party buffs chose a special one, blaring from almost every second car-

So lets enjoy the moment, cherish the success of being World cup winners and no 1 in tests and ODIs. Lets keep this moment for ourselves, within our hearts, forever.. Worth it!

Gunjan

PS- I missed Rajwada and the Jashn-e-Indore. Life can never be Utopian.

Windia v/s Lostralia

Title itself is enough for the post, isn't it?

So who is the Daddy now!

WC 2003 could not be avenged in a better fashion. It was all reflected in Ponting's face, during post match presentation.

It was the best played match which India won in tournament. The match had it all- Resurrection of Ponting as a batsman, another classic bowling performance by Zak, Raina's electrifying fielding, Sachin's yet another fluent knock and capturing peak 18000, Lee charging with and bowling at 150+ kph, and Yuvraj's another all-round masterpiece.

In the course, words were exchanged, blood was spilled and records were made. Wondering now what would happen in SF, its mother of all matches, a war- India v/s Pak.

May the best team (India) win :)

Gunjan

Water

Wish somebody would throw me in an ocean someday.. that might get this drowsiness off from me, for once and all.

If not that, wish I could get drenched in heavy showers, raining like it's all hell broke loose.. that might be able to extinguish that fire within me, burning my soul.

Else, at least, wish I should find some free-flowing stream, to satisfy my thirst.. that is there, unquenched.

How much I desire, it to happen..!!

But more than anything, I wish to find still water. Unperturbed. Crystal clear.

That calmness is needed above all..

Gunjan

इक मुलाकात

बिन चाँद, चाँदनी कोई रात ना होती

बिन बादल कभी कोई बरसात ना होती

राहत औ चैन-ऐ-दिल, करार ना मिले

जब तक अकेली इक मुलाकात ना होती..

चाँद की चाँदनी भी, फीकी पड़ जाती है

जब शाम प्रेयसी प्रियवर को, मिलने आती है

जज़्बात बड़े दिल में हैं, पर होंठ चुप ही रहे
चूँकि, आँखों ही आँखों में, बातें हो जाती है..

समय की न रही, फिर दोनों को परवाह

मस्त हो रही शाम है, खुशनुमा है समां

क्या है? कोई राज़ इस एहसास का

हाँ जी मिल गया है, उन्हें एक दूजे में जहां..

शाम अब स्याह रात में, ढल है चली

सूना हो रहा शहर, सूनी हर इक गली

कब हो फिर मुलाकात, सोच के सिहर गए

और आँखों से आंसुओं की धार बह निकली..

अब ना हो उदास, जल्द ही फिर मिलेंगे

ये तो शुरुआत है, साथ ज़िंदगी चलेंगे

कुछ दिन और बस, फिर हम-तुम एक हो

तब तक हम तेरा, बस तेरा, इंतज़ार करेंगे..

गुज़ारिश आपसे एक मुस्कान दे जाइए

सच कहे आपसे, बस यही चाहिए

इसके आगे, सारा जहां हार दें

नहीं चाहिए, बस और कुछ नहीं चाहिए..

Best Friends theme song ;-)

Now this is the best Friends theme song video made, ever.

I stumbled upon this during my regular downloading and just could not stop sharing it here.

So anyone who has loved Friends but might not have watched it, here you go..

Its lovely. Watch out there expressions through out the video, you would Love it! And more so for Rachel saying "But" at around 00:22 :)

Dammit I 'm mad! - Demetri Martin

When I read this poem, I could not believe that something of this sort is actually feasible!

This poem is a 224 word palindrome. It speaks a lot about genius of this guy. Hats Off!

Frankly, couldn't enjoy it as a poem but certainly could as a piece of art.

Do enjoy..

A masterpiece!

Dammit I’m mad.

Evil is a deed as I live.

God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.

To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.

Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?

Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.

I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.

Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,

In my halo of a mired rum tin.

I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.

Is evil in a clam? In a trap?

No. It is open. On it I was stuck.

Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.

Be still if I fill its ebb.

Ew, a spider… eh?

We sleep. Oh no!

Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.

Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.

Both, one… my names are in it.

Murder? I’m a fool.

A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash.

A Goddam level I lived at.

On mail let it in. I’m it.

Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!

A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.N

ame not one bottle minus an ode by me:

“Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”

Evil is a deed as I live.

Dammit I’m mad.

- Copyright genius of Demetri Martin.

Gunjan