Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

A little poem I typed in my mobile phone while I was in Ahmedabad. Typically short so that my fingers wouldn't get tired by tapping! This was inspired by several things in my life, but was catalysed after seeing a vegetable salesman pushing his kart at a blistering speed through the streets of Ahmedabad. He was nearly travelling on his cart! I would like to have a good title. Please suggest! Knock I knock on this closed door, Wish I do once it does gore. Know I do then it wont go ajar, For then and on for eons afar. Minds are to be won at times with a fight, And may take my juice and might, Fight on I will with no rest, Until I make a sire from the guest. Yearn I may for things I love, But never bow myself down and grove, March on I will to get whats mine, Up and around even when the stars start shine.

A few months back, I happened to see a best personality contest conducted by SCT College. The contest was nothing home to write about. The questions were vulgar, answers extremely vulgar. It was supposed to be funny. Why do people have to equate wittiness or comedy with vulgarity every single time? That in itself was very embarrassing to see. If people with the best personality came out like this, then God help us! There was one particular question that was mind boggling. The answers more than the question. Q: Imagine you are with a gay trapped inside a lift. What will you do? A1 (a lady): I will use my umbrella to hit him on the head. A2 (a gentleman): I will say to him, "Look dude! Stay where you are. Any stupid moves or I will kick your ass!" A3 (another lady): I will call out for help! Others answers were more or less in the same notes. Incredible answers! Its so painful to hear such bigotry from the so-called best personalities. Homosexuality is dreaded by our society. M...