Sunday, November 29, 2009

Hey poet, food waiting

Another Saturday weekly off. Decided to chill out lazily when good friend Subramani, a married bachelor like me, rang up around noon to say he is waiting to share lunch with a special Avial (Mixed veg).
Had to rush. So dashed to the same saloon (you remember?) for a rapid haircut and shave. The same hair cutter was there, Asianet TV was on and he sported the same smile. I sat on the same chair, and in minutes it was the same bloodbath on my face. Dunno whether he used the same razor.
Before leaving, put on the DVD to hear some old Tamil songs. One brilliant title went on like this: “Look at the hen, how early it gets up, see the sparrow, how active it is, check out the crow, how it calls out its friends. And look at ourselves! Oh God, serious stuff.
OK. Moved on to the next song. It was about a man who could not believe someone very close could have said something like that. The lines: “Did she say this? Can’ttttt beeee. Salty sea can turn sweet, all 30 days can turn full moon days, a burnt corpse may rise and walk, but she could not have said this.”
Ooof what lines! It continued, “Mom’s milk may turn toxic, I may forget you and still survive, but how could you have said this?”
Hey, hey, poet, I screamed, “Avial is waiting.”
I put off the DVD and called out, “Taxiiii.”

14 comments:

  1. Eating avial is better than hearing these 'philosophical songs', eh?!!

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  2. Ha ha ha, you manage to ake even the most mundane of things like getting a haircut so hilarious!! Good post.

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  3. congrats! and hope you had a good time at your frens.

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  4. I spend way too much time analyzing lyrics, Ramesh. It is my favorite pastime. :) I hope you had a wonderful day in spite of having your face butchered (I do believe I would find a different salon, buddy!). haha Peace and love to you my dear friend. Namaste...

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  5. Hahaha... whoever said songs don't have a timing

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  6. Very nice and interesting post. Liked it very much.

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  7. Not everybody is a poet like you - but I would change the channel, and maybe the hairdresser too?

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  8. So, you have a new hairstyle now!

    But seriously, what goes on a poet's mind is still a mystery. But, I will never call my friend's like a crow. :P

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  9. LOL! That was so funny! Do we really have lyrics written like that?

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  10. What did she say??? What did she actually say??? I really want to know what those golden words were that provoked the man to compose such a strong, lengthy song.

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  11. hahahahahahhaha...what a song :P

    but it somehow reminded me of that song which used to come on doordarshan - ek titli, anek titliyan, ek gilehri, anek gilhariyan..ek chidiya, ek ek anek chidiya

    I am mad na :D

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  12. Change your hair salon please! If you go there again I know they are minor cuts only. :D

    PS. Spent all the hours at Dubai Duty Free at the night.

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  13. Hahaha a o ma...wt a song...u really had that much time 2 dig out its meaning??
    n congrats 4 the new hair style... :)

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  14. Hilarious..please continue going to this rapid cut saloon where they play such soulful lyrics....this saloon inspires you to write great posts.haaaaa.

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