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A Thousand Days

Twenty-second of July ended my dance with Thiruvananthapuram, at least temporarily. How weird is it to begin writing something by describing the end!  you might ask. It gives some context, doesn't it? It tells you that something has happened. For, something has to happen before it can end. It began in 2016, my tryst with the state capital. I still remember my former self, distressed about leaving my college before the course actually ended in order to sign up for my first job. Beware!  they said. The people at Trivandrum are the worst!  they said. Communities tend to get meaner as we go down south!  they said. They didn't tell me how stupid it is to go with hearsay and shun a people just like that, even without actually interacting with them. Sigh! A wannabe city that refuses to give up on its traditional roots. If someone asks me to describe the city in one sentence, this could be how I would do it. If they ask me to describe it in a group of sentence

Spare

So tell me why we live longer, Yet the things we do got shorter. Why does it feel like someone taped Your life and put it on fast forward? Hour long recipes have gone instant. Vast courses could now be crashed. The game that we played for five days? Well, five hours now feels a long phase. And don't get me started on relations. From waiting for days for that letter, No reply for minutes leave us in jitter. Our movies got short, Our poems went haiku. From the tales of two cities, We switched to tales terribly tiny. When all we do gets shorter, And we do breathe far longer Wonder what would we do With all the time that's left. Would we look back at things that passed? Or get back and do them all over again?

Imagine Burger

Just some hot buns,  straight from the oven I was looking, for fresh lettuce Peel the onions, grate the garlic Don't wanna leave the ketchup behind Not a sandwich, not a hotdog Beat the egg, grate the cheese Have a great dip of mayo, take a patty I was making the hamburger Burger, burger Burger, burg, burger Burg-burg-burger, burger, burger Burger, burg, burger Burg-burg-burger, burger, burger Burger, eat the burger French fries and the burger Burger, eat the burger French fries and the burger Kids were eating in the cafes While I was cooking for the masses Who do you think you are? Dreaming 'bout being a big chef They say it's junk food, they say you're cheesy Always ordering egg and cheese Now I'm smiling from the wok while You were paying. Next order, please Burger, burger Burger, burg, burger Burg-burg-burger, burger, burger Burger, burg, burger Burg-burg-burger, burger, burger Burger, eat t