Holy Cow

Holy Cow

 

Superstition: What we don’t understand we make it mean anything.

 

Am I just the only one having a funny bone?

Or does everyone laugh on this, as well, when they are alone?

As a kid I used to wonder the reason on my own

As in who must have created this thought process and ‘no reason’ zone?

 

I recall during our house warming ceremony, milk was heated in a vessel and forcibly made to overflow only towards east

This made the God strangely appear from heaven to come down on earth and join us for a feast

Also we had to give delicious food to the priest, in return we got his blessings leased

Our floor plan was done consulting ‘VAASTU’, otherwise our house would have been full of beast

When I was a child, I was instructed to never sleep with my head facing north or west.

When I questioned the logic, it was so obvious that it was never addressed.

 

(Superstition: People preferred to start all-important activities via direction east; they feel it brings good luck

VAASTU: Ancient Indian sciences of making you live a healthy & happy life, by following some natural design laws for a construction)

 

I use to hear such stories from my grandma on the phone

Sometimes so complicated like policies of a home loan,

But it always made me curious, so I always waited for the dial tone,

Because I found these stories not foreign, but interestingly only homegrown

There are many superstitions, which are very popular and well known

But if you ask anyone the reason or logic, oops, that is completely unknown

 

You know what?

The trees of Coconut and Banyan in my house were considered sacred and so cool,

If you dare to question, how can Lakshmi’s fortune sit on a cow’s tail end, then you’re clearly the biggest fool (Lakshmi: Goddess of wealth and prosperity)

Lakshmi will become angry and miss your house if you don’t turn on the light

This is a common myth especially during the ‘Diwali’ night (Diwali: Indian festival)

(Superstition: Goddess will only come to those, whose house is lit up properly and those who are ready to pay more electricity bills during the night of DIWALI

Superstition: Coconut, Banana & Asoka tree is a must and bring in good luck in the house)

 

First thing I was made to see in the morning every day was a picture of a GOD.

I agreed to all of it without question and just gave a nod.

Because that was considered such good luck for the day,

Even after such a good luck, no one gave me anything in my left hand in any which way.

When I wondered why, the only answer I got was in a survey

(Superstition: No one takes or accepts things from the left hand in India, because the left hand is used as substitute for toilet paper)

 

As a child whenever I had to prove my innocence for a statement, I always sneezed;

That indicated what I said is absolutely true and my parents were so pleased

After this I ate all my brother’s chocolate again and teased

He got all the scolding and every time seeing me get away he got seized

 

If you copied me and sneezed odd number of times, believe me it is true

Your world is about to get upset and this is not out of the blue.

It would be so easy for the police using this to catch a bad man.

Why would they waste their time creating strategy and a plan?

(Superstition:  Sneezing occurrence and timings is like a ‘lie detector’ test in India and can bring you bad luck if you sneeze odd times )

If a black cat crossed my way, I was told to dare not proceed because it brings an omen.

I could not get how a sack of rice got spoiled being touched by a woman.

If you see a cat giving birth, that was considered such good luck,

But hay hay ! An unusual winking of the eye indicates, “Boss you’re about to get f*ck.”

(Superstition:

-It’s considered that women should not touch rice, when she is going through her P*r***s)

-Unusual winking of the eye is a sigh that trouble is very near)

 

I was clearly instructed to never ask anyone, “Where are you going?” just before anyone is about to leave the house.

Yes, I could see the clear effect of my experimenting with this on my dad, who went out to buy his trousers, but came back with a blouse.

(Superstition: If you ask someone before they’re leaving the house, the purpose of his going out will be revered and not fulfilled)

 

On my way to school, I once, accidently, jumped across the worshiped coconuts on the road.

I was taken immediately to the priest who read complicated “Mantras” like developing a computer code.

I touched his feet, and his entire blessings I remember on my head, he did drop.

He advised me of taking a teaspoon of curd with little sugar before my exam so I could top

(Superstition: Never walk or hit a worshipped lemon, coconut and pumpkin on the road, which can be bad luck)

 

I soon got fully recovered, only to see one day the cawing of a crow on the coconut tree nest.

This clearly signaled that we should expect an arrival from a guest.

And here comes my uncle with my aunty, who was always overdressed,

My cheeks they would pull, 1000 times at least, and do my skin test.

(Superstition:  Cawing of the crow and itching of the right palm is a signal for guests arriving soon)

 

 

When I grew up old and came out of those years of baby care,

I wanted to look good, shave for the first time and my youth I wanted to declare.

Before, I was just about to attempt my first dare,

I was stopped so rudely and someone said, “Stop and don’t even go there.”

Because how can I forget, it was an inauspicious Monday barring me any shaving or washing hair.

(Superstition: Monday is an inauspicious day for shaving and Thursday is an inauspicious day for washing one’s hair.)

 

I got married finally and all my relatives gave the token of love of not Rs 100 but Rs 101,

Because only this one extra rupee, gets the marriage life to run

India is the only country where the wife starves a day for her husband (on “Karva chauth”) and prays.

I’m sure you would have heard a story of a Bull, who lived long when a cow left eating her grass for a day.

(Superstition: Karva Chauth: Indian festival for a day, wife fasting for her husband’s long life

-For some strange reason the gift of Rs 101 , or 21 or 51 or 1001 is considered good and not 100 or 50 or 20 or 1000, one extra Rs brings in the luck I suppose)

 

But, India is a great country and 1.3 billion people can never be wrong.

Follow if you wish your superstitions in a fun way, but not so strong.

To such a great country, I can only bow.

Only thing left to say is Holy cow, holy cow, holy cow!!

 

P.S: If a black cat crosses your path, it signifies that the animal is going somewhere hahaha. Follow what is logical to you and not everything blindly sometimes.

 

@Copyright: Authored by amateur me-Anup D.

A page from my diary

A page from my diary

@Every child is special and childhood even more

 

-Not for light hearted

 

Where I am standing none would have stood before

Life has f*cked me and made me a whore

I   was born in affluent family of Lahore

I was only girl while my brothers were four

My relatives used to say I looked extremely gorgeous n will grow up with class and décor

On this father use to throw me in room n say you won’t come out ‘no more’

 

 

I remember my mother use to take my brothers to men’s store

To buy them new clothes that anyone can cry for

While I kept weeping and crying with an old aunty next door

My existence was always written off and completely ignored

Why could my parents not love me equally and adore

 

 

My brother’s use to grab my hair and teased me a lot

When I complaint my parents always said ‘Shut up and stop’

No one understood me or may be I was mentally distraught

At very early age I took my first smoking pot

 

 

In school I used to be good dancer and burned the floor

People use to clap and say ‘once more once more’

I won every award whenever I opened the Stage door

At home that meant nothing more than Great War

 

 

When I was sixteen year old

I had no friends except one that I could uphold

I use to cry my heart out and she just consoled

She use to tell me ‘you’re beautiful and be strong and bold’

Those words made me feel precious like a white gold

When she left the school I had become extremely quite and cold

 

 

God I so much wished there’d be least one soul that could love me more

Who could help me get my inner peace restore?

I had low self-esteem and my shattered confidence was out of the door

I was desperately crying for attention and affection to look for

But they all just used me and kept me to satisfy their explore

Honest to the core, all I was asking for was someone to accept me and feel for

And not being called a slut or a whore

 

 

They say emotions have no sense

Was my asking, unfair or immense?

To ask for acceptance, was that my offense?

Were my feelings, just another man’s expense?

Is that why, they use to leave me with some dollar and cents?

Am I just worth dirty lanes, dark rooms and suspense?

I now hate myself and want to evaporate, fade away n condense

 

 

Where I’m standing now I wish no one should have stood before

The scary edge of mountaintop and edgy rocks on ground floor

I am scared, rejected but nothing to look back and live for

I decided to jump and erase my future  is no more

 

 

Now i’m already in mid air and it’s too late

Those last sixty seconds before I enter the cemetery gate

My mind has no more worries and stopped all logic debate

I can’t comprehend if I did right or created my biggest mistake

 

 

They say complete life runs in front of you before you leave

All I can see now is ignorance, deception and deceive

I wish my daddy have stood by my side when I was naïve

And my mother to take me to men’s store that would have made me wanted I believe

 

Farah  (1992-2015*)

 

 

P.S: Each child is special and needs love, because of any small little things they can develop lot of complexes and ignore their own talent and abilities, do not ignore them but appreciate them and help them to explain they are wanted before it’s way too late. Parents, teachers and friends all play a very crucial role in this.

 

* That Farah is not dead yet and but needs love to look back and live again

 

@copyright : Authored by Amateur me-Anup D.

 

 

There is something in the air

There is something in the air
There is something in the air
He comes home paying the cab fair
Crashed on sofa drained out, depressed and in despair
Not taking care of him seeing this way she thought will be so unfair
The grass outside have turned yellow beyond repairShe made him sit on new wooden chair
Came close and blows silky warm air
Blindfolded him and anxiety prepare
Challenged him to resist her if he dare
Sensual touch then erotic flairHands tied at back, he loosely resists like polar bear
His honest feeling was for this to go on with prayer
First time he felt happy being totally unaware
Sensual eyes, honeyed touch and sexual pair
Dim light, dark room and sight of the most romantic love affair
There is certainly something in the air

Tender body, icy lips and gorgeous glare
Grass turning green and flowers ready to pair
Innocent man aroused and became a slayer
Forgets about work and earning per share
Complete submissiveness he’s happy to swear
Organs evoke and wants medical care
Passion is on verge to ooze out and declare

I leave it here at the point of debonair
Use you frisky imagination and take care
But there is for sure something electric in the air