KAPIL ARAMBAM • In Pursuit of Freedom •

Ten Haiku During Snafu

No god, no belief,
But only face no alike;
And hate each other

You like Bollywood
Might as well be Hollywood,
Only your head’s fucked up.

Liberals galore
So broad brains are falling off
Tumble onto craps

Die from everything
Syphilis and STDs
— Not stupidities

What’s unique in it?
Superiority spunk,
Perhaps it got tails

Names, slurs and catcalls;
Hotchpotch and absurdities;
Look at the pussies

From the midway’s false
Where does the story start from?
Not the rulers’, nope

Inner Line Permit
And Krishna said fuck it up,
The Mahabharata

Migrants have the blues
Visiting the aliens, is it?
Different blood, same shits

On stones it was marked
Ever you have to hate me
Like I cannot see

Illustrated: Sage of Wandering Mind

This is a collection of graphic illustrations inspired by Ayangti Longkumer’s Sage of Wandering Mind (sageofwanderingmind.blogspot.com) — a blog on brief impressions about everything under the sun. She is planning to publish it in a traditional book format when she has 500 of these witty and humourous remarks. And here, I have selected five random statements that hit me the most. Ayangti aka Noklenyangla has published two books, a novel The Winning Story and an anthology of poems Magic Quill. She also blogs at ayangtilongkumerwrites.blogspot.com and ayangtilongkumer.blogspot.com. She is a research scholar at the Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi. It’s funny to know that a scholar does have a sense of humour. She digs on science policy for her career as much as she delves into witticism for her aspiration to be the first Nobel laureate from Northeast India. I hope she gets lucky.

To Whom It May Concern

On this side of the fence it looks good enough
On the other it maybe rough
On the other side, for them it looks tough
On the other, for us sometimes it looks anything but bluff

Wise men have seen the holes in each side
But when the things get tough they’ve been tied
The world is an illusion, from the back someone replied
It only matters what you decide

When words come thick and fast
Even before the media broadcast
Those are free from the future and the past
In both occasions neutrality is so harassed

No wonder when the king arrived one shitty day
Flowers and craps, like flowers and wind, sway
It is one thing to see those are in disarray,
And entirely another, in an approaching doomsday

Which side it is, now it matters little
Now when there is no specific angle
No kingdom nor a brothel
Duality is making everything so formal.

Says No One Ever

Says no one ever: https://kapilarambam.blogspot.com

The rivers are clear
It is not so near
It’s far detached from our reality
Let it flow with blood endlessly
Get your guns and let it stops never
Says no one ever

The master’s been benevolent
We should go for the hunt
We should rip off everything
People will not know a thing
We only need to know what we’re after
Says no one ever

We’ve got enough of assholes
We cannot keep on frying our souls
Meaningless democracy
Bloody military
But we can ever be beggars
Says no one ever

And it’s not only rivers
The streets are the answers
Nobody says but obvious is the blood
And it’s not only the master’s charity
We’d slog for a looting spree, swash our stupidity
We just cannot admit our life is up for grabs, for free.

of telling about your world

who am i
i’m the shadow of a non-existing man
my mind is marked on water
but even so it’s clear and so i can tell

tell your music
the hindustani is too round for your slant eyes
the western is too much in your primitive homeland
the world will not end if you have your own, play it;
and my ears are bleeding, please understand
your songs make me insomniac

tell your cinema
the groundnut sold by lousy north indians is better
the sunflower seed from thailand is better than the melodrama
in the theatre, sorry, i’d not gone for groundnut and sunflower seed
and my sore eyes can take no more
maybe you should focus on making cinemas for indian awards

tell your family
the rich is as pathetic as the poor
the rich got dung in their heads and they are afraid
the poor got dung in their heads and they are afraid
you should go get some family lessons from your hopeless teachers,
are they busy waiting for their salaries?

tell your friends so phony
join them and watch football together
drink beer and don’t call me
i’m tired of your phony loyalty
i’d suggest in groups should you imitate the monkeys’ lives
and live forever indulging in territorial pissing loyally

tell your society
it reeks of open roadside urinals during summer
garbage dump in winter,
the society of the slaves of the slave
the slaves of the slave live on charity,
please give me a chance to like it

tell your rites and rituals
from birth to death, the fake adoption compels
you have to do, read what is written like a arse-sore stooge
when a baby grows up it is not mandatory
you don’t have to have phony ceremonies
just spending more time with the baby will just do fine

tell your religion
the gods have different looks, and you look like a bastard
the goddesses have bigger boobs than your girls
and some messengers did arrive from further foreign lands too
in the name of father, fuck your beliefs
and if i have to be specific, your god is dead

tell your festivals
those are so fake
those make your phony friends less phonier
but those do not make you and all less annoying
those continue throughout the year
and many years i got relapses throughout the year

tell your government
it has confused the placement of its body parts
it has arses for the faces, up, and real faces as arses, down,
it works like a yes-man
it lives like a yes-man
it only knows how to fuck with the people

tell your leaders
they are hellbent on looting and killing
they are taking sycophancy to a new level
a shadow like me don’t have any regard,
or are you waiting for the chance
to loot and kill, just like them, just when the time is right?

but i do like anything that is not you
and you cannot even complain
i’m just a shadow of an unknown body,
and it’s more so, because these are all true.

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