Tuesday, April 30, 2013

The Poison Ivy

Loneliness is the poison ivy…
When you plant it in your bedroom
She’ll spread her roots to rip your carpet,
You have to walk barefoot on the naked floor;
More you look at her she would melt your heart,
You can be rude at times but can never rebuke;
She steals your thoughts and plays with your mind-
Your hands are tied already for her tears are so wet!
You water her caringly while she waters your thirst-
She cleverly enters your life like a poet’s muse,
Slowly dissolving in drink to make you addict;
You think you can get used to the trance,
Each day her sparks get more intense
Alluring you with her acid charm…
Loneliness is your poison ivy
You come to make out someday-
And you cry to be that old freeman…
Even forgetting the one who left you lonely!

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

Monday, April 29, 2013


Image Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:JohnDonne.jpg

Love, don’t be proud, idiots have titled though
Buddha and Cleopatra, but, honestly you don’t deserve,
For those, whom you think, you’ve stolen their reserve,
They didn’t have a great fall, nor can you be my foe.
From ‘fall’ and ‘break’, are in your monopoly sack,
Much awful it’ll be, with me when you really flirt,
And soonest you hound our knights with softest heart,
Rest of their faith and experience you can never win back.
Your art is slave of fate, chance, hunters, and desperate lame,
And you’re enslaved by time, place and naked cupid’s mail,
And mossy floor, or banana peel can promise us a fall as well,
And better than them you’re, in which way do you claim;
One short heart-break will make the heart elastic forever,
And love shall be no more; love will be bound to self love.

[With my sincere apology to John Donne]

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Out of Words

One, two, three-
365 days I can rhyme for free…
Two, three, four-
But readers can’t bear me anymore…
Three, four, five-
Still I need something to thrive…
Four, five, six-
The poet in me desperately needs a fix…
Five, six, seven-
They already treat him like a raven…
Six, seven, eight-
His words refused to be their bait…
Seven, eight, nine-
In selling your art everything is fine…
Eight, nine, ten-
Honestly he failed to catch the hen…
Now, if I stretch this beyond eleven
Surely I won’t ever be forgiven!

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

Aam Aadmi's Ramp-ready Hairstyles

India is a country of Aam-aadmis, i.e. common men (not, mango-man). The moment an Aam-aadmi gets translated to English, he loses his essence, because an Indian Aam-aadmi differs from a ‘common man’ of some developed country in as many aspects as the modest number of stars you fail to count in the clear evening sky. As I consider myself a mediocre prototype of an Aam-aadmi, here I’ll talk about few of my ramp-ready hair styles which are doable and perfectly suit any Aam-aadmi. Well, a little modification here, an Aam-aadmi doesn’t usually have time and opportunity to participate in a flop-show on F-TV ramp or any other gorgeous fashion ramp... so, in practice, he has to make his hair ramp-ready only when he goes for an office presentation, neighbour’s marriage reception, meeting his fiancĂ©e, tripping to in-law’s place  or jumping in disco. But styling the hair ramp-ready is not so simple, as it requires motivation, skill and material. When the Aam-aadmi is a teenager, he lacks skill and material… when he’s in his early adulthood he loses motivation for the sake of his career… when he is in his middle age he gathers motivation, skill and material but by then the ruthless menace of ‘Hair fall’ takes the lead, making him desperate to run to a hair implant specialist! Moreover, about 70% of Aam-aadmis living in rural-India hardly gets access to arsenic/iron-free water for washing their head, leave aside quality hair-care products like that of TRESemmĂ©! No more Bla bla… I’m presenting before you six of my Aam-aadmi Ramp-ready hair styles:-

First Style: I named it “Elvis, the Mafia” style. Aam-aadmi, at first fantasizes of Godfather’s classic mafia style or, Elvis Presley’s Pompadour hairstyle… and at last he mixes them up to get this “Elvis, the Mafia” look! You’re free to venture anywhere where you need to show off your stamina or manliness. Yes, you can go to meet you girlfriend unless she finds it villainous. You won’t need anything more than a comb, wet-gel and offcourse some hair on your scalp to make it.

Second Style:Sajan Chale Sasural” style justifies the age-old middle parted hairstyle with C-shaped locks on both sides with dribbling drops of hair oil from them, mostly seen on a man going to his in-law’s house. His accompanying wife in a bullock-cart (nowadays, it should be motorised van in rural areas and auto-rickshaw in a city) adds a warm flavour to this evergreen (don’t dare to laugh) hairstyle!

Third Style: This style “Mr. Dependable” suits the air of corporate cabins and academic institutes and one of the easiest ways to present yourself as someone whom the guy on the other side of the table can trust. Best thing about it is that you only need hair oil to keep up the trust.

Fourth Style:Desi Kool Dude” needs some finger work on your hard-gelled hair and makes you confident to stroll in a mall or jump like a frog on the disco floor. It has a mentionable advantage… even if you roll on the road after getting over-drunk, when you return home your hair still retains that carefully careless charm!

Fifth Style:Westernised Chimpu” style suits those with a large forehead… usually adopted by them who are Soccer/Hollywood fans and have a past history of being a ‘Chimpu’ in childhood days! Men who have hair on their scalp too thin to middle part but want to look stylish can definitely choose this pattern. Although hair oil would suffice, replacing it with wet-gel should be a better idea to avoid oily forehead throughout the day.

Sixth Style:Chicken Loving Monk” is the last resort for a stylish Aam-aadmi who has been a premature and unjustified victim of excess hair fall. It’s such a versatile hairstyle (even when your scalp is without any measurable hair!) that you can wear saffron, take a rucksack, pretend like a creative writer, behave like a tough cop and do all those stuffs which never suited you when you had your hair. May be, you won’t look as smart as Bruce Willis but, a tattoo would certainly enhance this “Chicken Loving Monk” hairstyle!  

Well, I’m neither a beautician, nor a hairstyle buff to be able to guide you on your holy path of experimentation with hair. All of these six Aam-aadmi hairstyles are result of my daily observations and some imagination, whose sole purpose was to entertain you. If you’re seriously looking for ramp-ready hairstyles to attain salvation, better consult a hair stylist...

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Keep the Door Closed

Speculations converge to the well of oblivion
Steaming vapours touch the cold face of the lid
Black coals leave the meadow as white flying ashes
Who’ll bear those blisters of the burnt out oil?

The watchman surrenders before the midday snooze,
Stray dogs pants out of breath in the scorching noon,
Compassionate Master witnesses all unforgivable acts-
Till then everything is washed by a soothing afternoon!

Speculations are better never born…
Steaming vapours must unite the sky…
Black coals were blissful below the earth…
Who can digest the yell of a bleeding goose?

- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)