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Charudatta Kelkar - a wanderer

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  • odysseus 3h

    1:3:5:7:7:5:3:1

    Write
    Pen your pain
    Vent out your feelings
    Let the sheets cry profusely
    Let emotions flow freely
    Scribble your heart out
    Let your quill
    Bleed

    Write
    Tell your tale
    Let your words glitter
    Paint a large rainbow of love
    Fill the air with bliss and joy
    Send positive vibes
    Make the world
    Smile


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  • odysseus 13h

    1,3,5,7,7,5,3,1

    The Joseph's Star (If interrogative sentences are permitted)

    Life and Death

    Death
    I dread you
    Nobody escapes you
    You are an unwelcome guest
    Where do you carry your hosts?
    That's your top secret
    Are you the
    End?

    Life
    We love you
    You are a darling
    But you are not eternal
    Why are you momentary?
    You should be longer
    That's what I
    Wish

    Friends
    It can't change
    We can't control it
    Destiny has certain plans
    We can't amend nature's laws
    We must obey them
    This just goes
    On


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  • odysseus 1d

    He

    I concealed truth, hid horrendous facts
    Masked my dark plans and wicked mind
    Camouflaged my vicious plots
    Maintained a masquerade
    Disguised my desires
    Covered every
    evil in
    a thick
    shroud

    She

    I covered my sorrow, tears and gloom
    Camouflaged my disabled soul
    Concealed my agonised heart
    Curtained my wounded pride
    Despite knowing that
    you were hiding
    behind a
    charming
    shroud


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  • odysseus 1d

    Sarita saw those bruises and blue marks on her maid's forearms, upper arms and face, and she was transported into her not-so distant past

    What was she?
    A self-reliant woman?
    A brilliant environmentalist?
    Or a once-batterred and scarred wife?

    She married her childhood acquaintance
    He had completed his MD in cardiology
    She was armed with a master's degree
    in Environmental Science
    A well-paying government job after spending two years in a leading industrial house
    and a doctor husband with a sound financial background would mean a dream life

    However, it was far from that
    A few months into the marriage and his real face shocked her
    A hard boiled guy who could lie with a straight face, he knew how to shroud his nefarious mind with a fake smile.
    He wasn't a compulsive alcoholic, but a wife beater he certainly was
    What was worse, he even harassed her for money

    His old affair with one of his female colleagues was accidentally revealed and that added insult to injury
    She decided to break free
    A divorce suit followed
    She had to fight
    Fight her in-laws and even her own parents
    She won because she could prove his infidelity
    The nightmare was finally over
    Only she knew how much pain and suffering she went through during that period
    The marriage left a bitter taste in her mouth

    Today she saw similar marks on her maid's body
    Reluctant and hesitant to reveal the truth initially, the poor girl finally broke down and told her how her drunkard husband, who rarely worked, abused her physically, mentally and financially

    Yet she didn't want to do anything about it
    The maid, though not an uneducated or illiterate woman, believed in the Pati Parmeshwar(husband is god) concept
    She said he had authority over her as he was her master
    Her argument was that thousands of women continued to live with their spouses despite being battered by them
    "Where shall I go if I walk out on him?"
    Sarita didn't have the answer
    But it didn't mean that the monster would be allowed to go on unbridled and unrestrained

    Should the emotionally and physically battered woman continue to live with her perpetrator?
    The answer was a firm "NO"
    It took Sarita a lot of time and effort to pursuade the maid to resist and fight

    And fight they would...


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  • odysseus 2d

    Born in an unlit hut,
    he spent his childhood in a squalid slum
    His mother eloped with her lover
    His alcoholic father died soon after
    His poor neighbours looked after him
    He was sharp witted and intelligent
    He enjoyed reading and writing
    He knew the importance of education
    He supported himself with private tuitions

    His interest in creative writing and literature grew
    Poor yet highly popular, he began to enjoy his college life

    A super-wealthy girl came into his life
    They would spend hours together
    Their affair became a talked about topic
    There was a wide disparity between them
    But the gaping chasm didn't stop her from loving him
    She was excessively westenized
    He never cared about manners and formalities
    He ate noisily with an open mouth
    But that didn't matter because she loved him

    And then something happened
    Their final exams were just over and they were in an upbeat mood
    She went back to her hometown
    Surprisingly, he didn't receive any calls from her after that
    Every attempt to contact her or reach her failed
    No one, including her best friends knew her whereabouts
    A few weeks later, he received a handwritten letter from her
    She had asked him to forget her
    She had clearly told him that she had exploited him

    "You are no match for me and there was no way I could have loved you."
    "Thanks, you may curse me but that's the way the world runs."
    The delusion that she loved him had kept him happy for 2 years
    The truth shattered him but his pen became sharper

    Heartbroken, but not down and out, he worked harder.
    His flair for writing and his proficiency in languages helped
    He secured a well-paying job and life became easier
    His job required him to travel to different cities
    And one day, he saw her!!!

    She was alighting from a car
    The old wounds began to bleed
    He stood there, looking at her and fuming
    And then he noticed that she was limping
    He observed that she had to use a stick
    "Karma!!! She ditched an innocent man and she seems to have paid the penalty."
    His colleague who was with him began to tell him

    "Look at her. Born with a silver spoon, she was enjoying her life..."
    "Then she met with a major accident that changed the course of her life..."
    "She was going to propose to her college sweetheart but destiny struck a cruel blow."
    "Her left foot had to be amputated."
    "She chose a life of seclusion. She didn't even want her lover to know the truth."
    "But how do you know that?" he asked the colleague
    "Because my dad is her father's cousin."

    Then he decided to confront her
    They stood there, facing each other.
    Neither spoke a word, but their eyes conveyed a lot
    She hugged him and both began to cry unashamedly

    He proposed to her amidst a small crowd of curious onlookers
    She said "yes" and the crowd began to clap

    (Partially inspired by certain Hindi movies)

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  • odysseus 2d

    Pagoda
    1:4:6:8:10:12:14

    Delusion
    A belief without evidence
    A belief not grounded in reality
    A false idea which can keep us going
    A delusion can be beautiful and truth can be ugly
    The delusion that she loved me kept me happy for a year....
    The truth that she chose to marry someone else shattered me in a second...


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    Pagoda

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  • odysseus 3d

    My human mask protects/shelters/conceals countless demons.

    ��The human in me squirms violently.��

    ��The human in me screams silently. ��

    ��My human mask conceals my beastliness.��

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  • odysseus 3d

    "Hello uncle, you'll have to wait. Dad is taking a shower. Mom has gone to the weekly market. Seema didi has gone to school."

    It was shocking! A dog who could talk! ��
    My colleague had never told me about this. But the dog continued talking and I recovered from the initial shock and listened to him carefully.

    "Dad was telling mom about your visit. I heard that. Nice to see you. We rarely have visitors here."
    The way he addressed me as "uncle" had irritated me, but I forgot that.

    "What's your name? I mean, how are you known? "
    "Well, my name is Walter, but you can call me Wally. Dad brought me home when I was very small."
    "That's nice."
    "Indeed it is... My dad is a loving and affectionate guy. Mom is a step ahead... I have a special room.
    I'm fortunate to have been blessed with such parents. Seema di is wonderful too."

    That was great. My colleague was an efficient professional, but as a human being, he must have been even better. Keeping a pet wasn't an easy task. He had no time on his hands, yet he managed it with the help of his wife. I couldn't praise him enough.

    "Well, it's going to be a hectic day. Mom will return by 9.30. Your refreshment will be over by 10.30." He was talking like a mature human being. Indeed pets can play an important role in our lives, I thought.
    "You'll proceed to your office and mom will take me to Saaya. She... "

    "Saaya?"
    "Yes, the old-age home. We go there once every month."

    "That's great! Does he donate money to them? "
    "Ohh, no! We have to get the cheque signed. Dadiji lives there. She is a pensioner... and she gives dad half her pension every month... You see, there are instalments..." he continued, but I was hardly there...

    It's good that animals and birds can't talk and use language like humans...

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    "That's great! Does he donate money to them? "
    "Ohh, no! We have to get the cheque signed. Dadiji lives there. She is a pensioner... and she gives dad half her pension every month... You see there are instalments..." he continued, but I was hardly there...

    It's good that animals and birds can't talk and use language like humans...
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  • odysseus 4d

    Ostracized and shunned by high-profile
    critics, and lampooned and panned by
    discerning and sharp witted
    readers, my lacklustre
    verses celebrate
    their solitude
    in my own
    cheerless
    heart

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  • odysseus 4d

    Simplicity

    I do not
    know why some people
    want us to
    believe that
    nothing lasts forever and
    wealth doesn't matter.

    Most of them
    accept expensive
    presents and
    donations
    from their "devotees" whose faith
    is unshakable.

    They run their
    business skillfully
    and convince
    many people
    that nothing lasts forever,
    and their kingdoms thrive.

    These gurus
    preach simplicity
    and compel
    me to surf
    the net to find out what the
    word really means.

    They travel
    in simple swanky
    cars and live
    in simple
    air conditioned cottages
    and lead simple lives.

    I envy
    their simplicity
    and often
    curse myself
    for riding an expensive
    creaky bicycle. �� ��


    This is just a post and to see it as anything else would be a mistake. I have nothing against those preachers who lead by example.

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    SIMPLICITY
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