The First Meeting....

I saw him first

On the thirty first of August

On a moonless night

With only a lamp for a light.

He wore orange and black

And stood some feet back

Eyes glittering in the dark

Like a burning ember pack.

I wanted to shriek a cry

But my voice went dry

All I could do was

Stare him in the eye.

He stood still like a pillar

For he was a cold blooded killer

Time was passing by

And I let a little sigh.

Night was dissolving into day

Both wanted to go their way

I wanted a picture of him

But the light was still dim.

I turned to get a torch

From the downstairs porch

And then he was gone

I let a big loud  yawn 

Thinking  how eight legs

Were faster than two

After all he was a spider

And I'm only a writer.

And we called them animals.....

Recently a particular news paper cutout posted on a popular social network shocked me. I found it very hard to digest the news but it was the naked truth. The cutout showed a picture of two small puppies and horrors of horrors a large black King cobra people, King Cobra coiled next to them. The report followed as follows. Two puppies fell into a dry well and were found by the King cobra who stood guard not allowing anything to Harm  the two little things. Everyone knows a King Cobra very well. It doesn't stay guard looking at its food.As time passed and people noticed the yelping sound of the puppies, they were as surprised as I was. They could not believe their eyes. A King Cobra and two puppies unharmed. the snake was actually guarding the two ones from any kind of attackers. The snake slithered away once it was sure the puppies were out of harm's way. And hopefully someone did rescue the puppies from the dry well. This made me think how easily animals were misunderstood. They had a better sense of understanding than us-the so called humans. At the same time when we look at ourselves what are we becoming. Where are our senses disappearing? Animals are slowly becoming humans in emotions and in thoughts whereas we the superior beings are not even fit to be called as social animals. We are becoming more like them and they like us. Animal Kingdom enjoys far more peace and prosperity compared to the human world. Where have we missed the train?  It is high time we rethink ourselves whom are we calling animals-Us or Them?

BAgs,baGS & BagS

Recently I grew an obsession for sling bags aka cross body bags. I love bags. they have a purpose and it is good to have a few options  I was particularly in search of u shaped sling bags which were a daily part of dresses once upon a time.  I watched old movies where the heroines used sling bag wherever they went. it was kinda neat and trendy.  As my job involves a lot of walking on foot and gng place to place I found it difficult to carry handbags. All I carried was a pen, a letter pad, tissue and my purse. So started my search for the ultimate sling bag. found many, wasted money, but didn't find exactly wat I was looking for. So I let it go. Waited for the obsession to ease down. But there is something called  temptation. that doesn't go easily. There is the temptation to check out bags at every online store. Compare prizes, keep searching. One partcular bag caught my attention. It was almost like it was calling me towards it. I kept checking it and I kept dropping the idea. I waited and waited. Then thought why not buy it after all. And guess wat happens. They are sold out. Wow. this shit happens to me all the time. So  i wasn't much surprised. Out of stock/sold out. Things like tat kept coming up. I gave in. Let it be. but pretty soon i was back again. Searching for the ultimate bag in sling bags. And alas I found it at one of the online stores almost after a month's gap. I didn't go for any second thoughts. I saw, I came and I conquered. Now this beautiful Teal  colored bag is totally non detachable from me. I carry it wherever I go. It goes well with all my dresses be it be ethnic or casual wear. Love it and here comes my obsession of bags to an end.