Tilak Amitava Chowdhury

It's dark and cold The blankets keep me warm The mind plays the shadows of light and dark With the memories of the dark cold caves lived many births before I can see the sun shy away Like a moody cancerian having one of his crabby days The moon is lurking quietly behind in the sky Waiting for the Sun to make way I suddenly come back to the present Reminded of the craving inside me I diagnose as my tea thirst I wake up and drink my tea quietly Munching biscuits dipped in the cup I head to the hall and clumsily look for the TV remote Surf through #Netflix looking for some relief for my wandering mind I'm engaged for a few hours And then the restlessness returns My mind wanders back to the old cold caves Where I remember huddling with my half tamed pets - the wolves I use to hunt My digestive juices begin to flow I head to the kitchen and switch on the microwave to feast on the leftovers of a late lunch I'm full and sleepy again My senses are dulled into f

Sometimes I feel it is better to proactively look for enemies People who will hurt you People who will torture your soul People who will tear you down And if amongst them, you find some one different, someone who doesn't want to hurt you but is tired of this cycle of hate and hatred It may pleasantly surprise you And you may suddenly realise that Someone you thought as enemy is your friend Trust me friends it is always better this way Better than looking for friends and ending up making enemies who sweetly stab you behind your back This new year, therefore, actively look for enemies for life Who knows you might find a friend forever Happy 2019 in anticipation