Straight from the Shipot

As I sit on a shitpot,
Engulfed in a aura of thought,
Sweat dripping down my cheeks,
I think what a man seeks.

Is it money, is it trust,
Is it love, is it lust,
Or what is it that is must?
As the light through the window recedes,
I sit on a shitpot looking for what a man seeks.

I’m not satisfied he chants,
But he doesn’t even know what his heart wants
Working for a dollar, killing for a cent,
I wonder if he’s screwing up the present.
But always in the future he peeks,
Sitting on the shitpot I wonder what a man seeks.

He does anything for power
Spills blood for a shower.
He rapes, he kills,
He robs and still he chills.
With nature’s laws he tweaks
Sitting on the shitpot I look for what a man seeks.

He earns and earns,
And still for peace he yearns.
He people around him he shuns,
And still after their love he runs.
The question that baffled the Romans and Greeks
I sit on the shitpot and ponder what a man seeks.

Something is wrong, somewhere down the lane.
It’s his desires that are causing all the pain.
He doesn’t know he lingers on,
He doesn’t look back to see what is it that he won.
As the days turn into weeks,
I’m still sitting on the shitpot looking for what a man seeks.

Drinks

Well I thought there has been too much Melancholy and booze in my blog and also after the Fiasco a few days back I rather write (and think) about anything but booze.

So no booze in this post (none in my life too for sometime)

So I’ll write abut Non alcoholic drinks and how useful they are. I think alcohol and its uses have been done to death anyways.

Let’s first start from the drink that makes life possible in this planet. Water. H₂O. Well it’s a compound of hydrogen and Oxygen having Molecular weight 18 and common by product in Red-Ox reactions. Earth surface is majorly made up of water (70%). More than 62 % of our body weight is made up of water. It’s been known as a very good thirst quencher (although a distant second to beer). Its uses are many, it can be used as to mix with whiskey, or with rum, brandy, some with people even mix it with vodka but I wonder how it would taste. It can be used as a cure for acute dehydration i.e. a hangover though it’s better if you mix it with lemon juice first (first hand experience). And of course it’s a major ingredient of ice cubes. The small translucent solids we use to chill our drinks, to keep beer cold in ice boxes and they are the rocks in ‘On the rocks’ drinks.

Second would be Soda. Carbonated water, also known as sparkling water, fizzy water, soda water, club soda, seltzer water, or pop water is plain water into which carbon dioxide gas has been dissolved, and is the major and defining component of most "soft drinks". It’s a complex drink made with water (the aforementioned drink), carbon di oxide (CO₂), common salt (NaCl) and lot of other complex chemicals. Common uses are as a mix with whisky, with Vodka and lime. Or just with lime and salt. Also told to be curing acidity by a few stupid friends of mine, though soda itself contains Carboxylic acid.

Third would be Soft drinks or Cold drinks as they are popularly known in this side of the world. Again carbonated water with Sugar (lots and lots), artificial flavoring substances and Permitted class II preservatives. They come in many flavors viz. Cola, Orange, Lemon, Mint (yes yes it did, in the movie Corporate) and lots of other flavors. Uses would be to gain a beer belly without drinking beer, ruin your teeth, gaining Osteoporosis. Though it’s chiefly used by teetototallers to give company to alcoholics and by alcoholics to give company to their drinks (I mean who drinks neat?? Except drunkards beyond help, although you can drink a whole bottle with water and still call yourself a sensible drinker) Also used by big shots to sweeten their drinks as they can’t handle the bitter whisky otherwise, but under the disguise that it gives color to the drink, or my personal favorite it brings out the flavor of whisky (You morons!! Whisky is supposed to be golden brown and it has all the flavors it needs). Though mixing with Vodka and white rum (read Bacardi) is socially acceptable in most parts of the country.

And last but couldn’t be further from Least is Milk. (Perverts behave!!) Yes Milk it is. This drink of course needs no introduction and doesn’t require a run through of composition. It’s the stuff which Ice creams are made of. The thing we use to cure hang over induced acidity and to as few of my friends put it to form a layer in the stomach before the expected onslaught of more alcohol. Though I heard it’s mixed with vodka to form a cocktail known as Doug or something (It was the movie brick. Awesome movie... Neo noir and… Naah, never mind). But its best and most generic use is with Bhang. A little bhang with cardamom milk mixed in a brass urn and ample amount of sweets later can certainly do the trick (Honeymoon travels anyone??). A very popular drink, especially in the countryside.

So you see alcohol is not the only thing in this world. There are other drinks far more useful than liquor. And as I realized today and I’m sure you would too that without these drinks life would be impossible.

Alcohol doesn’t solve any problems (but then so doesn’t milk).

And please excuse the guy who wrote in the brackets it’s the alcoholic in me.

Think about this....

Well I thought of myself as a small time poet in my own right until I read this.
And to all of you people who think themselves of as a Big Kahunas of the blogging world, think again.

Its taken from another blog - Alice in Gingerland
Title - Who am I this time ?

P.S - Thank god for the Internet

Am I the one who has loved
With the passion of a raging fire
Or am I the one who said ‘I love you’
And in same breath called myself a liar

Am I the one who has written
Glorious lyrics that a few have ever seen
Or am I the one who fit the description of
‘The worst poet’ that most think, has ever been

Am I the one who has laughed in the sun
And felt that ecstasy that runs so rare
Or am I the one who flitted for months
Among foggy clouds of my own despair

Am I the wanderer that I claim to be,
The traveler of all the world’s market squares
Or am I the one who enjoys the solitude
Of lying buried in my own library’s lair

Am I the one who loved them all
And am I the one, her soul who shared
Or am I the one who fought her own battles
And along the way never really cared

Am I the one who worked for a cause
Am I the one who walked with a dream
Or am I the one who drifted in time
Belonged to no man, no woman and no realm

And then sometimes I stop the watch
And I lazily compose such a rhyme
Knowing I will not answer the question, I still ask,
Who am I this time?

I wonder

I wonder..
That why a flower looks so pretty when its removed from its shoot
While the shoot looks so barren and incomplete
But the shoot will grow more flowers while the destiny of the flower is to wither and die.

I wonder...
About Cigarettes
You want to kick it.
Everyday you stay away from it your urge increases for it day by day.
At a point you can't control it any longer, you give in.
You smoke, take long drags. The warm smoke in your lungs feels so good. Your head clears. You realize how good it felt to smoke. wondering from where this genius idea of quitting ever came into your head.
You smoke the entire thing. Feeling so good and smiling happily. But after the cigarette you realize you are supposed to quit. It is obviously is bad for you in the long run, thats why you wanted to kick it in first place. But you just smoked. You are back to square one. Its like you were smoking till now. So quitting becomes all the more hard.
What do you do ??