Unidentical Twins

Unidentical twins

Our two naughty kids.
Recession and boom.
Recession leading to boom. 
Boom spoiling us for recession.
We end up pampering boom.
We are always enraged with recession.
We need a face off with both.
Lets look into the eyes of recession.
Lets keep our gaze down in boom.
Why do we blame recession?
Why do we overindulge boom?
If not for our affordability in recession,
We cant be armed and well equipped for boom.
Then why is boom so arrogant and recssion a leveller?
Recession is a speed breaker.
Whereas boom is in an attractive guise but actually a car breaker.
Lets walk hand in hand aiding each other in boom.
Lets uplift each other in the unexciting recession.
Lets drive carefully through the storm of recession.
Cause the path leads to the much awaited boom.
Let boom learn some humility from recession.
Let recession borrow some much needed self worth and pride from boom.

Recession and boom.
Two naughty kids.
Leading to each other.
Lets own our unidentical twins.

Tandav in Tandem

Tandav in tandem

Is our life becoming an unending rhethoric?
Do we procreate balance in our sanity and demolish unstability?
Why is our precious peace so pricey?
Do we need to clear some cobwebs in our mind?
Is our life a misty mirage?
Are the optical illusions making us delusional?
How long does our status quo survive?
Are we in the process of a transformation?
Why cant we be in siesta mode when the tornado strikes?
Why cant we wait for the storm to recede?
What actually defines our identity?
Are we victims of identity crisis?

Arent we tired of enacting multiple roles?
Born a girl.
Metamorphosing into a woman.
Faced with strings of encumbrances.
To be an adept, competent, cracker jack of an entrepreneur.
Treading with caution the precarious and complicated but extremely soul wrenching world of motherhood.
Trying to be an amalgation of a partner, friend and companion to be a desirable spouse.
Be harmlessly gossipy yet non judgemental coffee mate.
Securing the bonds of the blood.
Playing matured confidante to our little brother.
Taking timely whacks frm the elder clans.

Multiple chains attached to our waists.
Dancing to the loudest music of the lot.
Lets swirl to this tandav in tandem.

By Purvi K

Liberating 40's

Liberating 40s
From walking a thin line between forgetfullness and amnesia,
From sneaking to our toilet to shave our chins,
To accepting our stubborn bulge....
Lets embrace our 40s

From skipping small fonted messages on our phones,
To getting hooked to the zooming lens.
From wearing thin framed sexy glares,
To wearing bifocals with aplomb.
Lets embrace our 40s
From faking a migraine heachache,
To proclaiming a big NO.
From mimicking an orgasm,
To finding comfort in bluntly denying carnal gratification.
Lets embrace our 40s
From being emotionally violent,
To taking a halt for an emotional menopause.
From verbal diarrhoea,
To switiching to being mute to make a point.
Lets embrace our 40s
From being loyal to tele serial, "friends",
To not being ready to accept "game of thorns".
From prudently still choosing to see reruns of "desperate housewives" over "the madam secretary"
Lets embrace our 40s
From staring at our grey strands,
To accepting salt/pepper look with some panache
From wearing undersized apparels,
To settling for oversized attires
Lets embrace our 40s
From forever getting attracted to the four earthy tones,
To finally going for bright, chrome colors.
Being known as an avid olive green lover,
To being associated with the purple clan.
Lets embrace our 40s
From always being accustomed to adding inches to heels
To now being confined to adding inches to bed height and potty seat height.
From getting used to the perennial spondylolysthasis
To being graduated to spine arthritis.
Lets embrace our 40s
From being embarrassed about lack of self presentation,
To wearing a bad hair day crown with confidence
From being anal and meticulous about any professional task,
To coolly skipping important to do list.
Lets embrace our 40s
From camouflaging a solitary acne on our face,
To being fascinated with our own creases and wrinkles.
From our grey strands reminding of our child's issues,
To creases reminding of our lives crisis
Lets embrace our life story
Lets gracefully embrace our 40s.
By Purvi K