Intoxicate!

what a perfect day I thought…

woke up to slokams recited…
filling the air…
had just spent the night with a friend? A lover? A confidant?
i wish I could decide.

i woke up without any cajoling…
which is quite a surprise…
thank God Ma wasn’t around…
i guess it all depends on how fulfilled you feel the night before?

for an emotional romantic like me…
love needs to show itself at least once somewhere…
before I can ‘say goodnight and go!’
rushed home completely embarrassed…

didn’t know what was happening…
that lovely morning air…
those paadals making me dream…
of some handsome vague poet with a moustache…
and a white veshti in some field of Kongunaad…
writing poetry on pieces of crisp white paper.

a hangover of emotions…
i was drunk with love and friendship last night…
friends and lovers alike…
intoxicate!

got ready really fast…
reached work on time…
and ate yummy Kannadiga
akki roti, at last!

had a meeting where I felt guilty.
dunno why but I did!
wish I could help…
whoever.

i think of a holiday.
i think tomorrow is one?
it is.
life is beautiful!

an intoxication of my kind!