Quantum of Shoelace - III

"License,Permit, Stamp"

Dusty's grin says it all, Mammoth is headed towards his car knowing only pink laces and an old ravaged piece of paper lying somewhere in the car can save him now. "Do you hold a drivers license ?", Mammoth's tone is random as the question itself, the look on her face is random.
"Yes I do, but what's the matter ?"
"There's a piece of paper in this car somewhere and it needs to be found right now! Else you can kiss your college function good bye !!". Mammoth obviously is inspired by Gene Hackman's character from "Crimson Tide" and believes creating more chaos during existing chaos results in the best output. Damn! Pink laces is shedding tears like a man peeing on the road side, damn ! there is a man peeing on the road side as well.

"Stop crying !", genius boy and cry girl are now rummaging through his car, it seems like a real collection of memories, he really means it when he says that the car is like a second home, rather I think its more like his closet of skeletons. Oh there's a bag full of used clothes, new unused tennis racket, car insurance, spare tyre, the bunny he gifted, the glass showpiece he gifted, the muffler he gifted, cards from birthdays, stale bouquet from valentines day, bag of liquefied chocolates, office documents used for origami, bihari style shades, american style shades, terrible shades, broken head lights from his first accident, front guard from his second accident, insurance claim receipt from his third one, cancellation letter from the insurance company, credit card bill, broadband bill, phone bill, handwritten letters to girlfriend, tissue paper with funny initials, dried up box of wet wipes, empty car perfume bottle,empty room freshner can, incense sticks and oh crumpled paper could be the thing he's looking for, his smile surely says so !

"God what junk!", Pink laces obviously is aghast at such cleanliness, pity she doesn't value the rawness of neanderthal mans free style of living. "Ok now i'll tell chalaan master over there that i'm a learner and you are the licensed driver who's supposed to accompany me, now walk with me", genius boy has really dusted his brain to come up with this, hasn't he ! Looks like pink laces is going to play along, both standing next to Dusty Shoes now.

"Sir actually I've a learners permit", here goes mammoth's grand gamble.
"A licensewala driver is supposed to sit on side with you", dusty is using the best of his worst english or the worst of his best english.
"Yes sir, I have a driving license", Pink laces is right on cue as she hands over her license.
Dusty looks a bit disgusted at the slowly vanishing bottle of Royal Challenge, in frustation he comes down to haryanvi hindi,"Can't see a thing on your learners permit, looks a like blank ballot paper to me". "No sir, there you can see the stamp on it and there is my name", some deft handling from genius boy.
"What!? the girl is only 20, she has got a license and you... you look like you have a kid but you are roaming around with a learner permit, bloody you think i'm a fool ?" Dusty shoe and Genius boy are now head to head in manipulating the situation to win. The challan will only be a 100 bucks if Mammoth wins but if Dusty wins mammoth will be fined a bottle of whisky.
"No sir it's all valid, stamped permit, stamped license, do you mean to say that stamps papers don't hold for anything". Dusty is up against it, the Indian DNA of believeing anything stamped is "Sarkari" now over-riding all logic. "Ok,Ok, hundred rupees challan for jumping light", Dusty has given in as he writes down the challan in hebrew and latin symbols he describes as english.

Mammoth borrows a 100 rupee not from pinky, it all happens in one swift motionb, A kid watching from the sides darts between Dusty and Mammoth, snatching the 100 rupee note.
The scene is straight out of a recent movie about how dogs become millionaires in slums. Mammoth has the challan, license and permit in his hand, Dusty only has blue ink from the abused ball pen and runs after the young income tax officer cum vijay dina naath chauhan in the making.

Pinky & Mammoth dart back to the car, keys in the ignition, pinky flashes an asha parekh like smile, mammoth brinks the dead engine back to life, next stop MAMC. "So what are all the bunnies, mufflers, showpieces and molten chocolate about ?", Pinky questions and mammoth switches to forth gear, time for a trip down memory lane!

Evil Empowered

A twitch, a pulse,
like fire on ice,
a surge suffice,
power through veins,
a flood during rains,
flowing free tears of god
as evil reigns.

Villains coming alive,
drinking drops of darkness,
tasting fear with a crooked smile,
the feared now frown,
drops of sweat on their forehead,
like jewels in a crown.

Darkness to come,
storm brews with clouds alive,
the sky a purple blue,
as the wind turns to a shrill,
like an untamed shrew.

Shining eyes of a tiger,
a screaming banshee,
the saint basked in glory,
arose as the messiah of doom.

Born atop a bed of roses,
around mountains of despair,
with everyone gasping for air,
followed he shall be for he’s
not god, neither human,
nor evil, always unfair.

Quantum of Shoelace - II

"Classic Ride, Dusty Shoes"

Pink laces is mammoth's child hood obsession here, school tuitions, holi milan, diwali mela, new year parties, hardly has an occasion gone by when mammoth hasn't eyed her and flirted with her.

Our tongue tied jurassic hero replies with a simple hello and invites her inside, "Oh, Actually I was wondering if you could give me a lift instead ?", she replies. Now mammoth here has situational disruption of motor nerves, specially around pretty girls who have a sweet voice. Pink laces observes the forrest gump like reaction and rambles on non-stop, "Actually my friend was supposed to pick me up for an event at my college this evening, however he couldn't make it because his car broke down in between so I was wondering if you could do me this favor, it's really a huge event and seems like an emergency, so... can you take me there right now !?

"Actually my friend, pick me up, do me, it's really huge, take me right now !", These are the only words the testosterone pumped genius heard, the way his feet are sweating something tells me the fella is in hormonal overdrive. He darts inside, the tracks are off in 3 seconds, jeans on in 5, the essential black tee to hide those tyres is on in 2, brushes his hair twice, socks & sneakers(my free ride) on in 10. He's ready in 20 Seconds, it's a new world record for lazy bone.

"Let's go !", Pink laces and mammoth head for his forsaken Maruti 800, the car is an antique piece however mammoth here wants to win formula one in this and handle her with baby gloves. She gingerly slides into the front seat, scared it might just fall apart if she brushes the sides. Minutes of unnerving silence pass between them as the car does an impersonation of a heavy metal rock band while starting up, "it's a classic" genius boy explains to the damned damsel in distress who will need to de-stress pretty soon. Fifteen minutes later they are on the main road, Now pinky(let's just call her that) studies at Maulana Azad Medical College, somewhere genius boy last went to when he had to attend a rock fest. The way he's clutching and braking, it's really making me dizzy, the moron should ask her for directions instead of switching lanes at every traffic light, or is that because sleaze ball is eyeing her even now, that too while driving !

"So do I take a left from here ?", Mammoth breaks the silence but with a poor choice of words. "Oh, sorry I thought you knew the way, it's easy, take a left from the next light, then a free left turn, from the roundabout we got straight, take the left from the flyover, then right from the roundabout and we will be there". It's interesting how the female of this species can actually talk non-stop without even breathing, if it was a under-water breathing contest right now, pinky could beat "free willy" hands down. Talking of contests, Mammoth here is winning the "staring at her" contest and in celebration jumps the red light.

Judging from how he's braking and how pinky's sneakers are coming together in a hug, I would say the traffic policeman has waltzed right in front of the car. "Stay in the car", machismo reeks from his words as pinky nods silently. "License ! ?" grumbles Dusty Shoes, his paunch marking the territory around him for maybe half a meter. Mammoth's hands slips into this back pockets, and after five minutes of measuring there depth comes out empty. Obviously he's forgotten his wallet and his license with it. Paunch with a head measures up the situation in true TP like fashion then shoots, "RC ?", Dusty shoes smiles as he smells a bottle of Royal Challenge Whisky from Mammoths sweat trickling down his brows. Damn Mammoth and his stupid motor nerves!

Beyond Closed Eyes

A drop of inspiration beyond closed eyes,
lost beyond the thoughts of my mind.
It’s the world we live with, I ask to inspire.
A few words from it, is that too much we ask ?

Pain from a soul touches me today,
Far away from me,
She wanders the desert free,
An oasis of tears and her darkest fears,
Reading through her thoughts,
Her beautiful wand of words,
Touches my mind.

A language common to the souls,
I understand from one and I see it in all,
She hides her own and tells me to be gone,
To wander, to search, to love, to lust,
till the day I find another to fill my thirst..

She wishes only darkness from the sun,
Of the sky and ocean to be one,
Put an end to a dream dreamt,
Before the night had begun.

Is it not fair that she breath the air we do,
Is it not fair that she be amongst the stars,
With us here,
Not without us in a desert far.

The world without you is not to end,
A wound so deep, without you it will not mend.
The scent of you, untouched, unaware, it flies,
Like a drop of inspiration beyond closed eyes.

Quantum of Shoelace

“Mammoth, Bastard, Toe Ring, Pink Laces.”

Mammoth has been dragging his feet all day, God how much of self pity does this guy want to wallow in, ever since he got into an argument with that girl with a toe ring he’s been sulking and sulking. Get off that chair you lard bucket and hit the gym, then maybe she’ll think you are the man of her life or better you might just find a new one.

Hi there, for those who are wondering, I’m Mammoth’s shoelace, just thought I would give an interesting perspective of mammoth’s life since I see things right from the bottom up(pun intended). I’ve been a part of life since childhood, still remember the first time he tripped by me on stage and how that started his whole self esteem problem.

Enough about that though, let’s come back to today. The dude grumbles and mumbles to himself that how he’s a man some girls would be lucky to have, yes of course however the point is they want to be luckier and not just lucky, right? He moves onto tinker with his computer while listening to “born to be wild”, shakes his head as if he’s the wildest thing in town, had half a mind to strangle him but then again “26 year old accidentally strangles himself with a shoe lace” would be too much to digest for everyone. Anyhow the self proclaimed IT geek bangs away at the keyboard for 15 minutes so intensely you would think he was making the next supercomputer.

Mammoth’s done now after 15 minutes of doing nothing on the black box, genius boy obviously couldn’t focus because of all the self pity. He’s calling up his child hood friend the Bong Bastard(BB) now, poor fella doesn’t have any idea about the kind of rambling he’s in for, the mammoth starts with recession and how he wants to leave this city and get a new life, should try leaving his own house first maybe. After wandering a bit genius boy gets down to bitching toe ring out, BB offers useless advice the kind divorce lawyers offer before stating their fees, then suggests getting a new girl. However it hardly helps, lard bucket over here is a single tyre organism, basically you take out the human DNA and you’ve got a ball of fat that keeps on whining and rolling till it runs you over.

BB hangs up after a bit, due to desperation and a much needed loo break, you would think after bitching her out so much, mammoth would take a break. Hell, he calls up toe ring immediately and starts with immediately bitching about BB, boy can he bitch or what, after an hour last month’s phone bill flashes across his eyes. Genius calculates he could have paid the maid for months using the money spent on phone bills, hmm so the maid’s cheaper than four months of love talk but no sex, Shiney did have a point. Toe Ring girl is just happy that the focus is off her and now onto BB’s shortcomings.

Mammoth is now yawning, she must be yapping about her new boss, god what’s wrong with this female so she has got a new boss, doesn’t matter! Woman just kiss butt, if he’s cute sleep with him and then tell tales to get him fired for harassment, if he’s a she then get her to sleep with someone else, get her fired, get a new boss, now repeat cycle till you get a boss you could rollover with a pencil. Finally Mammoth hangs up as the door bell rings, oh it’s that cute neighbor from downstairs, Long legs, nice sneakers from nike, those pink laces, shivers up my thread baby, hubba hubba !