Rainy-Nonrainy-Ron Nainy

The weather is acting silly.
I am bored with office work.
I am thinking of starting another blog.
I need to write more.
I am watching too many movies.
Need.New.Guitar.



A box full of surprises


Nina always knew her sister was up to something fishy. She had pulled her out of dusty cupboards, the attic, and once out of the big flour sack, as white as a fresh snowflake. Nina's sister needed to mend her ways or she was getting it from her.

The lights went out that night.

As Nina hobbled around on her knees in the darkness, hoping to find a match, she could hear her sister groping around furiously as well.

'Stop the racket sister!'
"I lost something!"
'Cant you wait for the light to come back on?'
"No! I kept something in a matchbox, and now I cant find it; please don't open it if you do!"
'I wont, I promise! I just hope its not one of your crawlies!'

Nina's hand finally closed around what felt like a matchbox. She shook it. Thud. Thud. A little scratching.

'I think I found it.'
"DON'T OPEN IT!!"

The people from the asylum came and took Nina's sister away in the morning.

No one heard the the repeated soft thumps coming from an unnoticed matchbox.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

But it rained...

But it rained...
Wrapped in a polythene tucked away safe in my mind
A little goodbye maybe or just a passing smile
The birds fly away to the southern sky searching a home
A bunch of paper flowers or a little boy left all alone
Can somebody hear me I'm screaming from so far away
Morning who will calm you now, the evening is eclipsed again
Well does life get any better
More yesterday than today
How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow.
But it rained . . .
They justified the cause for which Daddy might give up his life
It's been so long, so long a time, still I miss Daddy at night
The ache is long gone but the never keeps staring along
The waters in the seas are highand all the sand castles have drowned
Well does life get any better
More yesterday than today
How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow
But it rained . . .
-Parikrama
It rained today...washing away all the distaste in the air...cleaning up the air of the muck..and clogging drains and roads instead....A load of toads on the road...weird rhymes...no maggi today..concepting for the Almond Association of California...I am indeed the unknown dervish...
Laters.