Tuesday, July 11, 2006

3 lines of life

I made a mistake this morning.
Yet again,
I woke up alive.

I am charlatan.
I peddle false emotions.
Mine which I am too scared to call my own.

It happened to me.
But when I write, it only maybe happened.
I can be everything I am in my writing.

I can only laugh at my foolishness.
And yours.
But mostly at my own. Ha.

I am a feminist when in other people’s rights.
In my own,
I am a coward.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

You tug at the heart with every line written. Poetry becomes you.

3:06 AM  
Blogger Sudarshan. A. G. said...

Too much self-bludgeoning happening these days... take care!

3:53 AM  
Blogger sp said...

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10:25 AM  
Blogger sp said...

I too made a mistake this morning,
Yet again, I woke up too early.

I live a scared existence, I peddle emotions,
But they are always thine, seldom mine.

My writing is the only occasional book of my life that most may get to read.

I dont dare laugh at my own foolishness, lest I cease to be so.

I am the bravest soul my vain self ever encountered.

Hmmm...the differences... :-)

10:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Neat and nice Poornima.

How abt?.......

I made a mistake this morning.
Yet again, only an alarm could wake me.

I'm charlatan.
I peddle false emotions.
Good enough to convince, I'm not wrong!

It happened to me.
It definitely did happen.
But I don't laugh at my foolishness.
For I know everyone is a fool sometimes.

2:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wonderful lines....... but I cant relate the picture..Could you please explain ?

6:46 PM  
Blogger arvindiyer said...

Ahhh the lines are awesome. The comments are wodnerful too:) How u been? Keep in touch?

11:14 PM  
Blogger mathew said...

I can only laugh at my foolishness.
And yours

First part gives more pleasure!!

11:56 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

One more: You still say it after reading those down below?

Sudarshan: Some days! :)

Prasanna: And the beauty of it!

Reshmi: Click on the pic and it enlarges out to a rotten orange.

1:35 AM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

Arvind: Thank you. Have been good. And busy! :)

Mathew: Well, I'd rather at the second! But well, that's just me! :)

1:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...


two days into the previous one and comes the next. wow! a nice and apt rejoinder to...
keep writing. nice to read those pregnant lines. it is a boon to laugh at one's idiosyncrasies..

11:23 AM  
Blogger Dev Nair said...

Perhaps, without an incorrigible sense of inadequacy, a writer doesnt exist.

6:05 AM  
Blogger arvindiyer said...

Ahhh BUSY..Guess been in that phase for a really long time now meself. Hope things are great otherwise.. Take care u!!

9:25 AM  
Blogger rākeśvara said...

you must be a real special feminist for being a coward. because I thot all feminits are insecure !
Well thats just me. I could be wrong.

9:34 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

OAC: Food for laughter. Food you can't go without. Yourself.

Dev: Hmmm...

Arvind: You too!

Raka: I wouldn't agree completely. But wouldn't miss out on the truth of what you said!

11:06 PM  
Blogger clash said...

Will there be singing in darkness??

Ofcourse, there will be, about darkness.

Darkness is a fallacy, it creeps and destroys some. Some Die of it, singing about it.. on and on!

There are people being butchered around, are they engulfed by the same darkness? Funny though!

2:36 AM  
Blogger phatichar said...

One can never look confidently in the mirror, especially us :) hmm?

9:17 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

your blog and all the people who comment in it is just the kind of soul-stirrer I need by mid-day! :D

I've always thought the best part about your blog was its audience. No taking away credit from what beckoned them in, though!

10:11 PM  
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10:11 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Dalloway said...

Clash: One can always sing. If there is a shadow, it means there is a light shining not far off.

Sri: Its the mirror that not looks back confidently at us! :)

Lazy Strokes: Diplomatic eh? :)

10:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Its a beautiful rainy night,
As the thunder masks all the noises,
As the drops pour in total gaiety,
The wet breeze,
Silently instilling a new lease of passion in everyone's heart,
The heart longs for whom it beats.

how u been. :) m back in blr.


2:07 PM  

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