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Carpe the frikking diem





Seize the day
Every second , every minute
Do not let the drowsiness drown you ,
Let that moment ebb away
Before long you will be viewing it from
Mount Nostalgia
Where powerful telescopic lenses
Painfully scrutinise every moment you wasted
Till you had no more
With the ones you love.
Things you took for granted
Will be pulled away without ceremony
You will be lying on the carpet
Rubbing your head
Wondering about gravity
The day your sun burns no more
Sounds like an improbability
Beyond your levels of comprehension
But it was always right around the corner my friend
You’re just driving for the first time
Listen to this burned freak and just
Seize the day.

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  1. How true!!! Wonderful lines... Thank you Semi ��

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  2. I think it's better sometimes to let the day be free... you might easily be pulled away...

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    1. I'm actually doing that right now. Getting pulled on a free day

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  3. I grasp the message - but do people really listen to advise or do they live to make their own mistakes anyway? I do feel the urgent pleading in this poem.

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    1. Some need to touch the fire to know it is indeed fire. But warnings can at least keep them more careful

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  4. "Mount Nostalgia" ... I love that. :)

    Excellent point. I completely agree.

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  5. Ah yes! Wondering about gravity.

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  6. Just can't tell how I loved that image of 'Mount Nostalgia'. Beautiful.

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  7. "Mount Nostalgia" Ha! A brilliant poem. Speaking from the parts of me that have already arrived, I see my parents of the age when this all is coming irrevocably home to roost.

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    1. Thank you! Maybe I should have just named this one mount nostalgia lol

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ek gaon mein ek kisan raghu thatha! :P

It's been a week in Pune already!! :O
and believe it or not  - I have fallen in love with this city! <3
or maybe it is just another one of my defense mechanisms , protecting me from shocks. Whatever this is , it has aroused me enough, to write a post! So let me finish this before reality sinks in .
( Side note :

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I haven't had much chance to discover the city in its entirety yet. But , from whatever I have seen - it is fresh , green , pleasant and mindnumbingly beautiful :')

So here it is . The elusive list of things I have noticed about Pune and my new life in general :

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I too didn’t wannaget raped Stalked hunted preyed on And Live in a social structure Where I could do no wrong.
I too wanted to report him And make him pay For all the layers He stripped off me And made me a sexual object Only worthy of being attained
I too want to come out clean After I burn down this building Of patriarchy and misogyny Where his silence is valued more than my voice And my silence is enough to prove his male noise.
I too I really do But will you pay my bills And help me when I’m on pills? Why will I ask you for justice When you shame me for asking too late
Truth is You don’t want me to voice out And change this system Where it works just fine for you How is my accusation worse than his actions? Because now you have to do something about it now?
So I’m sorry If it is going to affect your privileged little life But I am going to climb to the roof of your building Take my biggest fricking megaphone And shout YOU TOO* *you silent enabler of patriarchy I hope you can hear now*