'When i tickle her, the monkey that lives inside her stomach, the one who controls her, starts jumping, giggling and sometimes dancing and so does she, although people watching it for the first time classify it as a fit, but it really, truly is a monkey"
Lily had a theory, that her sister,Agnes belonged to a long forgotten line of decendants, of the great hungry monkey, - that Agnes was Kipling's bandar log
This was Lily's explanation when her tickling led to destruction of property, which maushi later classified as 'ek vase hi to tuta hai, kanjoos'
A hearing was set to decide who to blame it on. Agnes blamed Lily, Lily blamed Agnes, Maushi blamed me and I had no one to blame, so i blamed the vase
..
The morning was bright, the helium filled ball of gas was smiling brightly at the blue ball of rock and water. The ball was frolicking around it, like a pendulum which kept hovering over and around the ball of gas...tick - tock..tick - tock..tick..time.tick.space..
...
Lily's journal said, "Baby sun gurgled when she first saw the blue planet. 'This is the prettiest thing ever' she said; this was after Baby and Papa Sun had traveled the universe..
Papa Sun had never seen her so happy. That day, papa sun tethered earth to a stone as his parting gift and earth, since then, has forever floated around Baby Sun. Making her happy.
Agnes's secret Russian spy like mission was to steal this exact journal from Lily's room which was labeled 'fortress of solitude'. This was because 'Themyscira' was already taken, by me.
The wheels were rolling, the evil plan, was in motion.
The US govt - Maushi was involved in this conspiracy too, altough no one would ever be able to prove it.
(Wo)Man's search for meaning hovered a lot on figuring out what other's are hiding, it seems the discovery will unravel more things about the seeker than the one being seeked. Agnes wanted to find out what Lily wrote in her diary about her, and if she even did?
She didn't care about anything else. She took her philosophy lessons seriously, 'Know Thyself' and and more importantly know what people you love think of Thyself :)
After some searching, Agnes found it right next to Lily's Book on Egyptian Mummy's. Lily had kept it in plain sight, assuming Agnes, with her over complicated straight way of thinking would miss something that was right in front on her and waste days searching behind pillows, curtains and alternate universes, some even I was unaware of.
(What is the difference between finding and discovering)
Agnes knew Lily knew her, hence it seemed she also knew where Lily would expect her to search, hence, she did the opposite. Game theory in action. The youngs triumphing over the old..
It later came to light, that maushi, the big brother, knew the whereabouts - so the shrewd old, powering the youngs triumphing the mid olders
...
"The flying bird slipped as it was gliding over the clouds..." Agnes read from Lily's stolen journal, hysterically laughing" How is that even possible..."
This led to the tickling episode. Post which, Lily aimed a pillow missle at Agnes, it missed Agnes, but it hit the unsuspecting vase. The vase, who was pondering if the moon was upside now. As fate would have it, the vase was now upside down, crumbled.
...
So the court date arrived, the proceedings were uneventful. It was like the 23rd day of the rainy season, people no longer cared if the rain wet their pants or their souls. Who knew economic theories applied to our feelings too.
Her honour, Hon.Mavshi, proclaimed that i should not bring trivial matters like that of a broken vase to the court. Nothing short of a broken heart would get the court's attention, she ruled.
The upturned vase, was happy though, he could finally see the moon right. Broken, crumbled things in their own way can be happy too, you know?
.....
The moon was curled over the clouds like a sleepy cat that night. Lily read what she had written about Agnes. They met in the lands of Mordor (Agnes's room). Agnes had cooked pop corn (yes, popcorn needs cooking she said). They shut the door on me and threw me out. I wanted to know too, but maybe this is what happens when curiosity meets reality.
I walked out and saw Maushi painting her finger nails black. Agnes was making her listen to Evanescence and Maushi it seemed took a liking to those songs and videos.
When she saw me staring, she smiled, I'll admit the idea of a Goth Maushi was a little scary.
The proceedings of the day had me disturbed. I walked into Themyscira and read some Murakami, played some Rekha Bhardwaj.
And wondered how wonderful it'd be if they got married and adopted me.
Together, they put me to sleep.
...
The girls were friends again the next morning, baby sun was still giggling and the vase was still in love.
All was well.
...
We need to let people we love in, let them walk our hallways, let them have chai and biscuits in our subconscious and dream about them. Let 'theyselves' turn to ourselves and spend more time in our gardens than in our graves.
.....
Lily had a theory, that her sister,Agnes belonged to a long forgotten line of decendants, of the great hungry monkey, - that Agnes was Kipling's bandar log
This was Lily's explanation when her tickling led to destruction of property, which maushi later classified as 'ek vase hi to tuta hai, kanjoos'
A hearing was set to decide who to blame it on. Agnes blamed Lily, Lily blamed Agnes, Maushi blamed me and I had no one to blame, so i blamed the vase
..
The morning was bright, the helium filled ball of gas was smiling brightly at the blue ball of rock and water. The ball was frolicking around it, like a pendulum which kept hovering over and around the ball of gas...tick - tock..tick - tock..tick..time.tick.space..
...
Lily's journal said, "Baby sun gurgled when she first saw the blue planet. 'This is the prettiest thing ever' she said; this was after Baby and Papa Sun had traveled the universe..
Papa Sun had never seen her so happy. That day, papa sun tethered earth to a stone as his parting gift and earth, since then, has forever floated around Baby Sun. Making her happy.
Agnes's secret Russian spy like mission was to steal this exact journal from Lily's room which was labeled 'fortress of solitude'. This was because 'Themyscira' was already taken, by me.
The wheels were rolling, the evil plan, was in motion.
The US govt - Maushi was involved in this conspiracy too, altough no one would ever be able to prove it.
(Wo)Man's search for meaning hovered a lot on figuring out what other's are hiding, it seems the discovery will unravel more things about the seeker than the one being seeked. Agnes wanted to find out what Lily wrote in her diary about her, and if she even did?
She didn't care about anything else. She took her philosophy lessons seriously, 'Know Thyself' and and more importantly know what people you love think of Thyself :)
After some searching, Agnes found it right next to Lily's Book on Egyptian Mummy's. Lily had kept it in plain sight, assuming Agnes, with her over complicated straight way of thinking would miss something that was right in front on her and waste days searching behind pillows, curtains and alternate universes, some even I was unaware of.
(What is the difference between finding and discovering)
Agnes knew Lily knew her, hence it seemed she also knew where Lily would expect her to search, hence, she did the opposite. Game theory in action. The youngs triumphing over the old..
It later came to light, that maushi, the big brother, knew the whereabouts - so the shrewd old, powering the youngs triumphing the mid olders
...
"The flying bird slipped as it was gliding over the clouds..." Agnes read from Lily's stolen journal, hysterically laughing" How is that even possible..."
This led to the tickling episode. Post which, Lily aimed a pillow missle at Agnes, it missed Agnes, but it hit the unsuspecting vase. The vase, who was pondering if the moon was upside now. As fate would have it, the vase was now upside down, crumbled.
...
So the court date arrived, the proceedings were uneventful. It was like the 23rd day of the rainy season, people no longer cared if the rain wet their pants or their souls. Who knew economic theories applied to our feelings too.
Her honour, Hon.Mavshi, proclaimed that i should not bring trivial matters like that of a broken vase to the court. Nothing short of a broken heart would get the court's attention, she ruled.
The upturned vase, was happy though, he could finally see the moon right. Broken, crumbled things in their own way can be happy too, you know?
.....
The moon was curled over the clouds like a sleepy cat that night. Lily read what she had written about Agnes. They met in the lands of Mordor (Agnes's room). Agnes had cooked pop corn (yes, popcorn needs cooking she said). They shut the door on me and threw me out. I wanted to know too, but maybe this is what happens when curiosity meets reality.
I walked out and saw Maushi painting her finger nails black. Agnes was making her listen to Evanescence and Maushi it seemed took a liking to those songs and videos.
When she saw me staring, she smiled, I'll admit the idea of a Goth Maushi was a little scary.
The proceedings of the day had me disturbed. I walked into Themyscira and read some Murakami, played some Rekha Bhardwaj.
And wondered how wonderful it'd be if they got married and adopted me.
Together, they put me to sleep.
...
The girls were friends again the next morning, baby sun was still giggling and the vase was still in love.
All was well.
...
We need to let people we love in, let them walk our hallways, let them have chai and biscuits in our subconscious and dream about them. Let 'theyselves' turn to ourselves and spend more time in our gardens than in our graves.
.....
