Now that the first post was of considerable length,zero on punctuation and charmingly positioned between the side markers I shall get to writing what i really intended to -
Well first up we have BABIES! ...yes babies...
not so long ago approximately 3 months back ....(i wouldn't remember as i was pissed drunk) , on a star filled night , leaves making their way onto the floor in a strange kind of harmonic rhythm as if they were animated by Disney or something,Me and my friend were in our institute,sitting on the stairs right outside the recreational room (where a party was being held and people were diligently recreating various mixtures of alcohol with various other mixtures of already mixed up liquids.This social gathering was held in order to cherish the fact that we had a similar party last week which had a similar such motive,so well it did make a little sense. (This phenomenon would probably be termed as "to celebrate the previously celebrated").
My friend was a non drinker or,at least for the time being he wasn't ,and i was ...well i had a problem relating to gravity and the horizon line at that moment .
All these circumstances led us to think of something morbid, if real and rather hilarious at that particular moment .
We were pondering over the fact that,If one was to get drunk enough and then put himself into a washing machine setting the timer to an hour or so,with the crease care,medic rinse and intensive buttons tapped,then is it possible that he or she would shrink to become an infant after the wash was done ?!!
The belt-driven machine flung me up and down, left and right in a rotary manner, I felt the water inlet spray water into the tub occasionally .
they seemed to be filled with joy , the male spoke and said ...you were right honey it worked !
Well first up we have BABIES! ...yes babies...
not so long ago approximately 3 months back ....(i wouldn't remember as i was pissed drunk) , on a star filled night , leaves making their way onto the floor in a strange kind of harmonic rhythm as if they were animated by Disney or something,Me and my friend were in our institute,sitting on the stairs right outside the recreational room (where a party was being held and people were diligently recreating various mixtures of alcohol with various other mixtures of already mixed up liquids.This social gathering was held in order to cherish the fact that we had a similar party last week which had a similar such motive,so well it did make a little sense. (This phenomenon would probably be termed as "to celebrate the previously celebrated").
My friend was a non drinker or,at least for the time being he wasn't ,and i was ...well i had a problem relating to gravity and the horizon line at that moment .
All these circumstances led us to think of something morbid, if real and rather hilarious at that particular moment .
We were pondering over the fact that,If one was to get drunk enough and then put himself into a washing machine setting the timer to an hour or so,with the crease care,medic rinse and intensive buttons tapped,then is it possible that he or she would shrink to become an infant after the wash was done ?!!
This further inspired to write this beautiful poem on this warm and wonderful topic....
Drunken and shrunken
A hearty Wednesday it was , trees swaying letting the moonlight pour through
a hearty Wednesday it was the hour went by liquor trickled down my throat and i completely forgot about my flu.
Blissful it was in the beginning as the liquor gradually caught hold of me.
Blissful it was, but not for long as the words that i spoke made no sense at all and one by one all my friends began to flee.
I hung around the laundry room as it was where i had managed to drag myself hoping to get to the toilet behind it.
I hung around the laundry room , the thought of the toilet seemed a bit too ambitious now , i decided to sit.
As i made my way around the washing machines to seat myself on the only chair visible my stomach grumbled,
I slipped on a bar of washing soap and into one of the machine my limp body tumbled .
On the brief way into the inner tub i had accidentally pushed down the intensive,crease care and medic rinse buttons.
the belt started spinning and set the agitator in motion the top panel fell shut! and the pressure increased and i felt like a goat about to be turned into minced mutton! .
the hose connectors rumbled and so did my belly, now i felt like a goat ,struggling its way through an army of wet socks bent upon converting me into one of them religiously but menacingly.
It was becoming dark my vision failed and the spurr of bubbles,water,socks,jeans ,a bed sheet with prawn pickle stains began to disappear , hearing went to 0 decibels and there i lay limp still being thrown around by technology.
the machine stopped the air dome seal released , the water inlet was filled with fatigue , the hose connectors settled and the top flap flipped opened and he stood there as if he were a student of geology! .
i could hear now! , i opened my eyes gradually and figured there was something wrong , i felt weightless
i tried to speak , what came out was something totally mangled! as if i were a goat or some other animal from the cattle family !
I looked up to see a couple in their mid forties looking down at me with generous smiles on their faces
What worked i frantically thought and there ! I was thrown into the air , it was horrendous my arms and legs my entire torso was about one third of what it was , fear lurked!
I was an infant !! was it the washing machine , was it the liquor , this is definitely not the place i was at an hour back.
it dint matter i was being thrown up and down and the couples laughter was the only thing that filled my ears i just hope this is dream ...its really getting hard to keep track ! .
