Of orange laced shoes

I was a pair of orange laced shoes...
colourful and vibrant
so full of youth
off I go in a careless swagger.. jumping over potholes
slipping and sliding over the road's greying pearls, to touch the peak of a mountain of rubble,
almost toppling off to nothingness.. clawing the trembling sides with my rubbery sole
aaah! and I have made it..
I rest a while.. Swathed in the grey glory of my rumbling kingdom
But I can't stay still now can I?
off I go leaving a furrowed slope in my wake as I breeze off towards a new adventure

What should I do now? hmm... should I go bungee jumping off a window ledge?
or should I go deep water diving in the nearby pond?

hmmm... may be today I'll just go for a walk... discovering new territories to mark as my own.. reveling in the novelty as I savour the touch of each new texture slip under me
A voyage of meaning..

A voyage of discovery..

Uhoh! what's wrong with you dudette? what's with all this philosophizing about life and stuff
just chill and live life as it comes and let it take u places :D
as for now that place would have to be the shoe shop at the end of the street with that sexy pair of red laced shoes.. who just makes my heat go OOH OOH OOH!!! ;) :D

did u hear that.. that thump? yuhoo!!! that's the latest dance no. to hit the stores
so off I go dancing away to glory.. making laces pop and tongues loll with my cool moves and swift turns.. I am loving iiiit :D :D :D

Witch on The moon..

Right now i feel like a witch.
I just feel like getting on my new broom, with its tiny blue stars and wacky handle, and escaping from my hostel window, flying off into the dark wilderness beyond.
I can almost feel the heat rise to my cheeks as the cold hits them like a friendly slap, can almost see my wild black hair getting wilder as they get whipped back behind me by the speedy force, can taste the sweet tears of freedom as the crazy wind makes my eyes stream

What freedom, what joy, what magic, being my own mistress and that of the black kingdom spread out before me.
The whole sky is my domain, its velvety softness passing through my open fingers like liquid silk.
The stars are my soldiers, bowing in my wake as I brhoom past them on my shiny wooden broom.
And what is that below me? Is it a city lit up just for me too see or have the heavens turned on their belly to honour this night flyer?
Its a sight..
From this high up, the roads with their yellow lamps look like narrow streams of gold zigzagging across a city of black coal
The rare car seems like little diamond coated animals going out for their nightly hunt by the side of the stream.
The houses with their still lights are like drops of water from a recent shower still clinging to the ground for their momentary lives.
Its a sight..
and its all mine..
what power, what pleasure, what beauty, what possibility.
I stand there for a while hanging there like a star myself.. the brightest of them all.. the queen.. the witch..
and then off i go rising higher, faster and faster every second, my body flat against that of my broom, my robe billowing out around me.. a bird of prey in flight..
higher i rise than ever before, towards that creamy rocky little crest of the moon.. my shining thrown hung in the sky for all to admire..
I sit there in its smooth rounded chalice, my broom hanging by its sharp edge..
I sit there wondering, pondering, living out every fantasy, and then dreaming up a few more..

I sit on the moon with my magic wand
turning dreams to reality and castles to sand
I sit on the moon lost in thought
free from the world in the haven i had sought
I sit on the moon looking at my world for a while
noting every single tear seeing every single smile
I sit on the moon and wonder about life
would it be heaven or would it be strife
I sit on the moon away from the violence
listening to the music of pure silence
I sit on the moon being wise being clever
I sit on the moon for now for ever..

PS: had this sudden urge to write so put up two posts at the gap of a couple of hours, so please don't forget to check the tag reply below.. hope you like both the posts.. take care

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Hmmm... so what was I today...??

Today, I was a little black and yellow auto-rikshaw going down the bumpy road on my three sturdy wheels..

There i go scaring away all those big fat shiny cars in my way, with my grrrhhh grrrhhhh putt putt grrrrhhh putt grrhhhh...!!!
Did you see them squeal and run right out of the way..??
aaaah.. its some mighty roar i have, you see :D

And how could anyone have missed my royal black wings, as they billowed out on either side of me with each gust of wind, welcoming the icy cold wind inside, like a man invites a new breath into his body, to cleanse out the staleness left by the last

So off i went, roaming from dawn to dusk.. guzzling down the igniting tempting diesel, whenever my spirits were low.. going from one end of the city to the other..

Started off my day with the smelling stinking slums, with their open gutters and bumpy roads, with more potholes than asphalt on them. :sigh: What a pain in the axles they gave me :sigh:
And the kids in these areas... ufff the parents have neither the money to send them to school nor the time to look after them.. and all they do all day, is run from one end of the road to the other..
One of these little things almost came under me today.. thank God!! I had gotten new brakes a couple of days back.. else it would have been one kid less on that street, not that the rest would have remembered him for more than a week. But who is to blame them.. they are taught that life is tough and losses are just too regular a part of it, so they learn to live with them at a very young age..

Well, coming back to my excursions today..
So i somehow managed to get out of the slime of the city, without much slime on my shiny black bumpers, and headed towards the other end.. the road of malls, with its high rise buildings and multi-block malls, with neon displays and bright lights. Some of the buildings, i have heard, have something called flats, where men live. I have seen them sometimes, peeping out of the hanging tongues of their flats. I think i heard someone call these tongues balconies. Anyway, i zipped along, on the road, which was smooth as butter, competing with long sleek cars and fast gleaming bikes.. the best part of this road was, of course, that it had many many red lights which gave me ample rest and a chance to look at the beautiful flats on either side... but somehow these lights always made my customers very grumpy.. i don't understand why they don't appreciate the chance for a breather...

So just like this, i travelled the city, with the wind in my wings and a fire in my engine.. cruising along, taking my passengers a little further in the ride of their lives.

It was fun watching my shadow run behind me to catch up and to watch the road slide right under me, like life slides by never to be lived again it seems, only to be revisited the very next day, with some new passenger in the backseat and a new song playing on the FM...

PS: took this picture myself, of a moving auto from a moving car

Cat in a Hat..

Today, i was a just a lazy cat.
I lay all day in my warm spot in the sun..
curled up into a comfortable ball..
snoring away to glory in my faded old hat.

yawning and napping.. stretching and mewing
sleepy.. but content..

I didn't even feel like running away from my adopted home.. which was a surprise, considering how bored and neglected i have been feeling lately.
My adopted human family is on vacation you see.. off to some place called Goa. From what i picked up from their conversations, its full of sand. My friend Agusto, who lives in the neighborhood dustbin and knows everything about everything, told me that sands are in some rough dry place called a desert, which is so hot that it gives you bubbling blisters on your skin and your fur just wilts... The very thought of it had me jumping out of my stripes...my adorable little bristles almost fell off with fright..
I wonder why anyone would want to go to a place like that for a vacation... :sigh: ...humans and their strange ideas. I almost ran away again, when i heard one of the human kittens fighting to take me along too. Thank God her parents refused.

Anyway, coming back to today, i had a glorious day , though had a bit of a low moment towards the evening as i missed out on my luscious bowl of evening milk, 'coz that double crossing minx of a maid has been stealing it for herself ever since the owners left.
Grrrhhhh.. i wish i could think of some way of getting her fired.. :x :x :x

But this little loss was more than made up for by the delicious leftover chilli-chicken Agusto stole for me from that big red brick house at the end of the alley.. yumm... i can still feel the tempting aroma and my taste buds are still doing ballet, thanks to that spicy tangy flavour.. it was almost sinful.. :sigh: :sigh:
Thank God for friends, otherwise that mean maid would have starved me to death already.

Anyway, i have shifted my hat under the old ambassador in the shed, which is my usual sleeping place in the winters, and the very thought of my warm tickly inviting bed is turning me drunk drowsy..
:yawn:
so off i go... goodnight..sleep tight.. don't let the bad dogs yipe :D :D :D

meow meow!!

Green day

Today i was a grasshopper..
green as a leaf right after the first rain
roaming freely through the high high grass
in and out of its shadows... warmed by the gentle slivers of sun light that filtered through

raiding ant hills and tickling the little busybodies, teasing them with my antennae

jumping high and higher still.. climbing to the very tips of the shady blades

aaaah..basking in the winter sun at last...
the drugging doping sedating sun

so off i hopped to the huge red lily by the side of the wall.. lay on its velvety petals and dozed off in its welcoming embrace


i explored and wondered
dreamt and lived
touched and felt
smelled every scent
tasted the wilderness of my world
aaah today i gave freedom a heady kiss
the wild green hopper that i was today..

Freeville...dreamville..

hello everybody!
and welcome to freeville
i have been running for ages

from people
from loneliness
from riots
from silence
from chains
from independence
from chores
from nothingness
from the past
from the future
from care
from indifference
from doubts
from knowledge
from the world

and more than anything else...

from myself

but now i am tired.. so here i am in my little bubble in cyberspace...my freeville... where i can be whatever i want to be.. do whatever i want to do and be wherever i want to be..

one place i won't have to run from
i hope this would at last help me fill the void that is me..

to many posts of freedom and wishes..
to living my dreams and burying my nightmares
to letting out the dreamer the desirer the traveler

to my blog!!!