The Net Commandments

new commandments

Ok so now

It is time to climb the mountain

and waste away

Japanese style in a culvert,

A cave or a corner.

When now the weight of all

sins falls heavily like

A ton of bricks

Through a rat-chewed Net of frail and aged threads!


Ok so now

nobody is listening

or even within earshot

The rats have taken over the world

It is as they have already said

No country for old men.

Well really thumb lick through the pages of history

The rats have always ruled

And dogs lived their

Foretold life.


It is strange

They shout spacewards

Is there anybody out there?

While people squirm and starve and shrivel

Under all that spoken drivel!


Today if Moses

Climbed up the mountain

He would find a tablet perhaps in a neat box

And perhaps maybe certainly Really

With Netflix and Apple TV!!

Call me Faxian!




I suppose if my TV had artificial intelligence it would go all Herman Melville on me and say-”Call me Sanjay.” Why Sanjay?you know in the beginning of Bhagavad Gita- Sanjaya Uvacha! That was the first incidence of remote broadcasting. An ancient war correspondent!–

I am so glad Arwa Damon has been given a break and taken to some better climes she was actually wilting before us in the Middle East.

I am definitely an armchair traveller when I am not actually traveling to various cities. I feel like the celebrated Fa Hien of our history books. Times so change and Fa Hien is now called Faxian. —

It is like the vedic concept which is now borne out by great minds like Stephen Hawking that the world is expanding and mutating all the time. —

 We are evolving continuously and eventually I suppose we will become mere atoms or thinking mists of knowledge; what will be the need of our bodies? Sex as it is has become such a contentious subject!–


I know! I know! Who reads blogs? Apparently one cannot quote wikipedia in learned treatises but remember I ain’t no lady! Why do writers write? It is just a sickness! A verbose diarrhea. Writers have wordy runs. They are because they write. In some future a thousand years hence maybe they will print some blogs, laminate them and use them as curious and quaint table mats for dining robots. That is my mission to have my words read by robots of the future while they consume machine oil and nuts and bolts bhel puri!IMG_8671

I am looking for a Desert Rose in my writings!