Sista's Day Out

Simple lunch 
I decide to have 
Two soft chappatis with potatoes and spinach
One glass of buttermilk perhaps
When out of blue my mobile rings
"Whats for lunch?" my sista squeals
"Nothing special just an ordinary meal. 
If you come over i will be pleased.""
"Oh! Lets go out for fancy meal 
There's new restaurant where i must eat"
"No no!"
" Yes yes!"
 "No no"
 "Yes!"
Finally its my sista whose proxy wins. 
In goes potatoes with spinach in fridge
We are sitting for spicy meals...

Dry Days

Dry days 
dry thoughts
no droplets of ideas
creativity at a pause
maybe I need a walk
by the seashore 
Watch the waves
see how playfully they erase 
the thoughts etched on the sand 
leaving behind an empty slate
of golden yellow sand 
smooth and spotless 
waiting for yet one more thought 
to be carved on its bosom 

The game goes on and on 
by not so dry waves....