Life and Lies of M R Maiti

Spending a moment on the laptop, Instinctively, his gaze returned to her. There was something endearing In that closed-lip smile of hers, The way her cheeks bulged, Leaving behind a dent, He found himself wondering If she had a dimple. A truthful brain and a dishonest heart, He was troubled within himself. So he ran to a different city, And found a new workspace. Out of sight and out of mind, All was right with the world. She belonged to someone else, And he, with his melancholy. *** Liked what you read? Leave a comment!

I have been caged In this prison  Of blood and bone, With yearnings and temptations That come and go. Wouldn't it be nice  If I could just live in my head, Not in the creation of an unknown maker Who, at times, seems sadistic, If not powerless. The almighty promoter of free will Brought me into this world  Against my own volition. If I could, I would  Hold the world hostage Until He himself came to negotiate. That He had to come to terms with me, Break down the cage, And set me free From this meaningless toil and moil For glitter and gold, Or I would wipe the world out of existence. My plan was in place, But then He smiled smugly and said, Go forth as you will, I'll create another world, And another you, just as easily As I did the last time. *** Liked what you read? Leave a comment!

 Fresh out of the oven, Wrapped in swaddling clothes, The room bursting with light Highlighted her pinkish hue. Nervous before strangers, She blinked in quick succession, Stealing momentary glances At the three hovering figures. One was already a father, The other just became one. And then someone was befuddled, Seeing the youngest baby ever. Surely, men aren't supposed to Feel the hormonal urge,  But say, if they do, Would that be so bad? *** Liked what you read? Leave a comment!

It was late in the night. Neil, Nitin and Mukesh were getting bored when they decided to go on a drive. But where? The question hung in the air. “Can we drive to SRK’s house, Mannat,” suggested Nitin. Neil and Mukesh gave him a disapproving look but decided to humour him anyway, considering both of them were out of ideas. Soon, they were on their way to Bandra Fort. “I just realised,” spoke Nitin, who was riding shotgun. “Main Hoon Na is kind of like a tale from Greek mythology.” Mukesh, in the driver’s seat, didn’t say anything. His eyes were fixed on the traffic signal, urging it to turn green. It was Neil, who replied from the backseat, “In which scene of Main Hoon Na, was Zeus not able to keep it in his pants?” “Just think,” Nitin went on to elaborate. “SRK’s father, played by Nasiruddin Shah, was involved in an extramarital affair, just like Zeus. Kirron Kher was anguished by this, just like Hera. She left him. Born out of wedlock, SRK was a demigod. And just like it happens with