While I was lying on bed with my all body parts in
dormant state .these two were wide awake and none of them ever wanted to end
and rest.
Censor brain was lampooning me
“First time in the history of writing world Booker
International awards its prestigious prize to a self –styled writer for to at
least write manuscript and search for publishers. The announcement came, last
night after the fraternity was tired of some loose dreams of the lady who
resides by the river Gomti and thinks to be residing by The Thames.
Aping the same gesture Pulitzer fraternity too announces
Pulitzer prize 2014 to the same moron for at least go out and try some ground
reporting.”
Then artist brain took the charge “ Censor what’s wrong
with you ,cant you think something creative ,there is always something
destructive going on in your brain, you don’t know one day this lady and her
pen would conquer the world”
Censor brain imploded” what conquering her favorite
overused word, don’t you see this lady gets up every morning with superficial energy
and says ‘come on day, I will conquer you’
Unfortunately morning becomes noon and noon gets into
the night without anything substantive achieved and at night she lays her ass
down on bed without realizing that ‘the day has conquered her instead’,
throughout just random thoughts go into her brain.
Artist brain defended “every random thought inside her
counts”
Censor brain laughing out loud "what did you say ‘count’ don’t
you know she does not know enough math to count her random thoughts. First of
all she was poor at math then she blames tedious math teacher and education system
for not teaching math creatively in the class room”.
Artist brain laughed out even louder “ she left
mathematics not because she was slow and tedious with numbers but because she
was fast and furious with the words”
Censor brain attacks again “she is fast ,you mean
active ,absolutely not she is so passive
that even when an active voice sentence comes out via her tongue, it sounds too
passive. Such is the audacity of her laziness. Last night she was completely
insane when sitting idle she stood up and reincarnated words of Lord Indra from
Rig Veda.
Such sacred words on wanderers
“There is no happiness for him who does not travel
,Rohita .thus we have learnt ,living in the society of Men ,the best man
becomes a sinner. Therefore wander.
The feet of wanderer are like the flower, his soul is
growing and reaping the fruit, and all his sins are destroyed by his fatigues
in wandering .therefore wander
He who is sitting, his fortune sits too, it rises when
he rises ,it sleeps when he sleeps it moves when he moves therefore wander”
-Lord Indra
Rig Veda
Such stupid words on wondering here she goes-
“There is no happiness for him who does not think.
Thus we have learnt, living in the society of men, the
best man becomes a sinner .therefore wonder .the minds of wonderer are like flower,
his soul is growing and reaping the fruit and all his sins are destroyed by his
fatigues in wondering.
He who is sitting his minds sits too, it rises when it
rises ,it dreams when he sleeps .it moves when he moves. Therefore wonder.”
-Lord Niharika
Dig Veda
“And funny part is that” said Censor “that after this sermon
to herself she fell on bed and hurt her nose while over-acting the lord. How silly is that?”
Artist brain took out his lower lip and pushing back its
upper lip said to Censor “ by saying so you sound silly. Don’t you know ‘it
takes a very smart person to sound silly and make fool out of others’ .and
Niharika knows this art very well.
See for example, when Mr Obama visited India three years
back, he was asked by one of the students at Xaviers “what opinion he holds for
Pakistan?”
To which he responded very smartly by sounding silly and
and making fool out of others he said” it was an enormous country .
After Abottabad incident every one came to know why it
was enormous.Seymour
Hersh too says same about fake case of Abottabad.”
Back home our own PM sounds so silly, but is so smart
that he made fool out of others for 9 and half years.
So you lost again Censor”
Censor brain could not take this defeat and in its
frustration started singing “ har kisi ko
nahi milta yahaan booker,Pulitzer zindagi mein”
Artist brain could not stand this stupid humour of
censor and sung back “ khusnaseeb hai ye
jisko milegi ye bahhar zindagi mein.”
Censor brain changed up again “she is nothing except self
styled writer –journalist. See what fate self styled people meet. Wait and
watch
Artist brain attacked and said “think contemporary
censor Selfi is the new trend in .see the rise of self styled politics in Delhi
and self styled leaders have already took charge”.
They both continued while I slept when woke up was
unable to locate my brain in the head; I think it exchanged place with my
knees.
To be continued…….
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