Goombah

A sight of weepy hollows, the sorry answers for eyes , peer across the vast open space , now replete with carcasses of human waste land.

A man walks by, without flinching at the grotesque sight of the remains of what we call slaughter .

Dazed by the brownish red all around, the kids never stop their inquisitive glances over the torsoless heads and admire the handiwork of men who drained the vitality of throbbing veins and bulging muscles and reduced them into rubble of organs,limbs and a pool of blood



I stand in the midst of everything taking in the sight , with the realization of life, death and its various ways seeping through my being.

In my eyes..

I guess, i had read it somewhere or it was one of my so called stupid dates who said that Beauty lies in the beholder's eyes. Never gave it enough thought till this happened. This incident here made me realise its true meaning and spirit to the letter.

Saw A lady in the slum area near my place, with her 2 months old kid. She was putting a black dot on the baby's cheeks to ward off the evil eye. I smiled when i saw that the baby was ugly looking , thinking about the saying from my mother tongue" a crow's baby looks gud to the mother crow".
There was nothing surprising nor unusual in that. Until i saw the same lady the next morning.. She was asking people at the near by bus stop to help her cross the road , with the kid in her arms.
I was moved to tears.. cant really say why i was moved.. Not sure whether i was happy that she was blind or because her being blind didnot affect her love for the baby.