Sunday, March 23, 2008

Indigo- a kind of blue

Heavy rains in Hyderabad. It stared off looking like some regular conventional-response-to-summer convection rainfall. Now suddenly in the past twenty four hours it has poured non-stop and the depression in the Arabian Sea has seeped insidiously across the drenched states and into me. It is a heavy somnolent sense of uneasiness. It doesn’t help that a lot of work lies pending in other opened files on this very computer. Of course, that is a sure-shot situation to make you want play mutinously at trivial pursuits, no?

So to entertain myself I am going to carefully select from the pictures of my frog ‘Tattoo’ from yesterday and S papa’s birthday party. It is an amazing thing how parents of young children will know so many others with children of the same age. S and S sure know at least a quarter of the folks with children under the age of nine in Hyderabad. At least that is how it seemed when I waited politely for my turn while child after young twerp queued up for their poster colour tattoos. I gave them all a slip after dinner (and my dessert unfortunately) to go and corner the young artist. Nice chap, fine arts from JNTU, graphic/web design artist, does this on the side. Painted me, as you will see, a nice attitudy frog. I liked. It is a good thing we always have plastic gloves in stock in the house; will stretch it for as long as I can.

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As I said, you have pressing work, you will do all sorts of other stuff. Among that other stuff is this-


Kismat mein nahi nuks apne fitrat mein mila
Ye ilm ru-ba-ru-e-ruh hokar fursat mein mila


Taa-umr-e-daanishi ne woh lazzat nahi bakshi
Jho ek naagahaan saaat-e-jahaalat mein mila


Tang-zunjzadah raahon mein dab ke chhut gaya jo nafas
Doob kar us zahan-e-aazaad-o-salaamat mein mila


Ehsaas-e-saleeb-e-zeest kaandhon pe hotaa hi nahi
Woh kuvvat-e-eitbaar tere ibaadat mein mila


Tu hai to rang-e-jahan ghulta hai tere aab mein
Jab nahi tho zauq-e-berangee tere furqat mein mila


Tere naqsh-e-paa mein chal ke dekha hai har dam
Chal ‘Asvi’ ab ke nijaat bagaavat mein mila




4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey glad that you guys had a good time. I was so thrilled with the artist that we paid him a good 25% more than what he had asked for.

And must tell you that S4's party reference in your blog makes us swell with pride. Thank you!

S2

Shweta said...

S2 You are such a sweetheart; it was our pleasure entirely. We heard that your socially savvy son grinned and bore it that day, and then all his nakhere seemed to emerge later!

deewaan said...

Classy stuff, Mohatarmaa Vyas! The 'ehsaas-e-saleeb-e-zeest' particularly. And the maqtaa - phenomenal!

You know, pretty as that paint-tatoo is, don't let yourself be tempted into kissing it in admiration. By now, it has probably absorbed enough sorcery from your dast-e-tilismii, and you may well find yourself having to entertain an 'attitudy' house-guest of royal descent!

Shweta said...

You liked the Maqtaa? Hey great. That reassures me. I found it a bit weird on the ears and was wondering how to tweak it, but was too lazy. But if you like it, it shall rest.
But dear man! If only it were that easy! I would have long acquired the franchise for frog tattoos.