Entropy

‘MASK’ETEERS                         -Sobi Wilson   The world so full of ‘Mask’ateers with a view so blurred of tears Frightened though with unseen fears Will fight so hard to bring our cheers.   Masking us from air we breathe Missing all the smiles we meet Meeting loved ones, big a feat Will conquer it and have a treat   Together are we in this fight Can’t stay closer, is the plight. Tunnel seems longer for the light, But soon will see it shining bright.             Marked our boundaries, caged our Gods Claimed and Reclaimed with our swords. All are masked and boundaries fade. Let's fight for all like a true 'Mask'eteer.  

  മറുപുറം   കൈയടികൾക്കായി മാത്രം വിലാപകാവ്യം ചമയ്ക്കുമ്പോൾ. ഒന്നോർക്കുക! അരുതായ്കകൾ പലതും ശരികളായിമാറുന്നു.   കരുത്തുള്ളതാം കരുതലിൻ കരം കരിയിലകാറ്റിലലയാൻ വിട്ടതെന്തിനായി ? ജീവൻ കൊടുത്തും കാക്കേണ്ടൊരുവളെ മരണക്കയത്തിൽ മാടി വിളിച്ചതുമെന്തിനായി?   കുഴിമാടമൊരുക്കുവാൻ കരുത്തുള്ള കൈകൾ സ്വപനങ്ങൾക്കൊരു കൂട്ടാകുമായിരുന്നല്ലോ! കനൽ വഴികൾക്കപ്പുറം, തണൽ മരങ്ങൾ തേടുവാൻ   താങ്ങായവർ കൂടെ ഉണ്ടാകുമായിരുന്നല്ലോ !   ചേർത്തു പിടിച്ചു സാന്ത്വനമരുളുമ്പോൾ നീറും നെഞ്ചുകം തഴുകുന്ന വേളയിൽ   ഓർക്കുക, ചൊല്ലുക, ഉറക്കെ ചൊല്ലുക ഇതല്ല മാർഗം!



Scene 1 Trinnngg.. Trinnnggg... The shrillness of the alarm clock woke me up... It is unusually cold and I did a futile attempt to find the alarm clock with the blankets still on. "But who has set the alarm clock. I normally keep the alarm in my phone" "Btw, today is Saturday and I couldn't recollect any early work." It was loud enough to interrupt my thoughts too. For a moment I sympathized with my kids who wakes up every day to this alarm. I slowly peeped out of the blanket and was a little frightened to see three pairs of eyes staring at me. "What happened?" I jumped out of the bed. Dad, Mom and Dimple extended their debit cards to me. "What happened? Where are you all going, handing over me all these?" "We are not going anywhere, you are going to the ATM" Dad was once again the strict father after a long time. "Really? It is still dark out there. What is the time? 5:00am? Have you a

"Honey, can you take a cab today? I need to get to office early" Deepak shouted from the bathroom He felt proud about his discovery that bath time is the best to communicate bad news. Normally the reaction time for a 'not so bad news' is the time taken to fill a bucket of water. He got ready and picked up his bag. "What is the urgency today? " "I need to pick up a colleague from hotel. He is from US and need some guidance to reach office? " "Why cant he take a cab?" "He is new to the place, honey. And was looking for some help" "OK,  I need to leave now .Every second I spend here now, will be extra 10 mins in traffic" Deepak picked up the news paper and ran. "And what is the newspaper for?" "Today I would be taking the KR puram route" He shouted while running down the stairs. Rick had read a book on India to impress his Indian friends . He was watching out for the cows and mon

Deepak is spending a lazy Saturday morning, with his late coffee and newspaper. From front page to last including sports is more to do with politics, power, publicity and posters, than the real news. For those who are not interested in this, news paper reading has become a ritual. The shameless sensationalization of  every incidents tragic, comic or trivial has made it a monotonous affair.  He is almost back to sleep. A loud scream put an end to his thoughts and half sleep. It is from his 7 year old daughter Diya. Screams and shouts has become a routine stuff at home.  Result of unsophisticated parenting that both Deepak and his wife Dimple blame each other. "Can you please have a look at what are the kids up to?" shouted Dimple from the kitchen. "Ah not again!" he gulped the words as  aroma of brown bread and sprouts made him more sleepy. .  She must be busy preparing the healthy-organic breakfast. So it is better to just follow.  He hesitantly d