Karma Tonic: Chapter 10: Grassland

and heaven can weight!

A little girl finds her long lost parents waiting for her in a grassland. Grassland that’s vast, grassland that’s dry as gold,  grassland that’s soft as cotton loaves, grassland that’s going to be her most cherished place from now on! She’d have anytime hated to come there, but then the glimpse of her parents widened her eyes, created a thrust in her scream and made her run like a kite across the field. She could see a beautiful pair walking into her, smiling mysteriously, holding a tiny bowl. The girl ran and caught the bowl, found a pink little fish sailing and swimming in her own space, passing squeaks while looking into curious eyes of the little soul outside the bowl. The girl’s heart then filled with tears, tears that marked the joy of meeting her parents, tears that flew never before, tears that told her tale of loneliness for plenty many years without them, tears that said ‘I won't roll down for anything now', and hugged her daddy’s neck like she’d leave never again!

Yes, heaven can wait, because heaven is right here in the grassland!

Karma Tonic: Chapter 9: A Morning Dream

I often get up in the morning, think of something nice and pretty, cross my fingers, clench my eyes and go back to sleep!
Why?
Mom says, 'a morning dream isn't a dream, it is a reality rain check to your future'
aye aye morning!

Karma Tonic: Chapter 8: Best Friends/Bushes in me

bushes in me

The roads are noisy, but the rains were noisier,

And I found my way in my flip flops sleeker & sloppier.

But not to worry about the splash, as I knew an umbrella man,

He often walks in with a cloak that never drains,

And I know he’d lend me today.

The doors will open in the neighbourhood,

And I’d be safe and sound with all that warmth & care,

Till he comes down and breaks the shutter to carry me!

Oh look he's coming, and he's wearing the magnificent cloak!
Though in a moment I could smell something familiar,
It was her again.
She came over me and held my hand, and kicked my butt.

She allowed that scream to flow across me,

The noise of my soul that was stuck in the lung,

The guts of my life that hid deep down.

As I stood stagnant & stronger than ever,

While we walked like our childhood rains,

Oh Mother, look, there waves the umbrella man!

Karma tonic: Chapter 7: Limbo

So when the best friends say, ‘Dunno bout others, but I love ya loads’, we are not taking homosexuality into consideration. She might even snuggle in her phone to make me feel complete and centered, but I know that the corners are shady and the corners are calling.

How a young woman reaches out to her dreams, by simply believing in what people advice. But should dreams be followed with an advice?

How a young dream turns into a screeching nightmare, and all that's left is a fear to lose. Awaited is the moment to get rid of this fear.

How the treacherous fate falls with shallow noise and harder pain, crack opens another hope, every end of the night.

So what, if the night was darker?

It rained today and I had the fleet of buzzing dragonflies filling in the loneliness of my balcony. The rains makes me cry at times. The strength and the coercion with each drop makes me go through my fury, my pain, my helplessness and my dream, as it breaks, by every end of the night.

That bordered, shadowed limbo, laughs at me within the eerie howls of hounds, as I wait for life to give it back to him!