One fine day, two equally jobless at their workplace people, decided to make something of their time. After much (a little, really) brainstorming, they chanced upon the idea of finding the Meaning of Life. Embarking on this journey, they threw the first word/phrase they could associate with the last one thrown at them. Apart from the whole thing being hilarious, they thought they were getting warmer. They still do….
Invasion =
forgetting civilization? (=>)
pre-history
: now pre-herstory? =
pre-lapserian!
preplanned +
contraception =
all woman friendly? –>
or just plain lecherous?
Here, no awkward science fiction
or gawking geeks
ET ET ET + C C C =
cheesy grade +
rotten glorious wine =
tad acidic
and ergo, tad faustian =>
(which is) me me me!
living in a bauble? =
shobha’s rocket on FB (!!!)
private bliss made public =
crotch scratching!!!
(ewwwwww)
fleas (in a)
kerala summer
vs Delhi winter =
unknown territory =
The whole wide world.
Headrush =
good music + good poison
= sex : ‘that unnoticed
and that necessary’
= virgin mary mother mary
(or) Elizabeth’s pseudoness.
Role play (because)
All the world’s a stage………..
Today, costumes are dirty
and expensive (because)
the age of ‘cheap, beautiful and durable’
is long gone.
Still body cheapest trinket (ouch in the kabarrr!)
= back to the basics >
snatching beggar’s bowl
= chronic blindness
= best strategy for a successful marriage?
…But then, where are we really? Why do we need meaning, when we can still laugh about the saddest things and get over them? Like a learned friend says, “The world is a set of symbols. Everything means something else.” If catharsis is what we eventually always need, then hey, these two people certainly got theirs for this time.
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