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| Granny n The Crutch |
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
munching the freshly fried puri in synchrony with this spl person across the table ,whose buccinators cave under the cheek bone unsupported by her toothless jaws,i wonder wat sets me apart from her apart from the 5decade early inception of her onto this earth..as i unwrap my daily itinery with her ,i visualize that there r many tat converge between us barring the age factor......
@she sets my temper boiling persuading me all morning to feed her subcutaneous with 20units of insulin,after which only she has peace.
$ I too make it a point to xercise vigoursously for 20min to beat the xtra flab in the morning,thus earning peace to my body n mind.
@she having underwent a failed surgery to fix her #legs,debilitated,only to be rehabilitate with her 4legged crutch n its 4rubber corks, which she hits hard on to the floor during the morning stroll in the home.this emits an irritating rhythmik high pitch thud which appraise the displeasure in u.
$ i being intimate to cold wear rubber sandals to insulate from the chilled granite floor of our house,nevertheless subconsciously produce the same thud as i walk supplementig tat produced by this person,only to be complimented by our irritated tenant on the lower floor,by tapping his roof{our floor}with a stick often producing the same thud ,but of diff character....
@she scrubs herself thrice a week,generously emptying all tat is liquid in the geyser,taking all the time in the world.as she just come out of the bathroom ,the steam collected inside gush out around her untied grey sreaked hair,diffracting the early morning light-an aura all over,jewels her with the divine outlook.
$ i having inherited her genes too do the same,but wonder y am devoid of the divine demeanor only to later realize tat my melanised skin absorbs all light denying me the divinity.
@she solidly hits her sack for 2 hrs in forenoon downstairs
$ i too copy this act of hers upstairs only to be woken up by her thudding 4legged crutch...
@she hunts in the kitchen late nyt for sweeteners which is forbidden to this diabetic in daytime.
$ i also prey on ,in late afternoon,when my sis is away,for am forbidden by her to overeat
@she has cataractous lens n hence hardly watch the idiot box
$ i self restict in promoting this idiot, for its hightime for exams.
but both have to kill time.she gives me an account of her bygone era n me update her the happenings of the current.both act as a symbiotic window to see each other worlds.
@cataract impedes her vision n also the clarity witch she regained recently after iol syrgery
$## i ,am sorry,@this productive age totally lost the clarity of tasks to be undertaken,achieved ,being myopic of my future.
SURGERY-hmmm, well of course yes, after much loafing around,realised the value of time.now doing all to rezig my vision/clarity of life...akin to this spl person=my sweet granny
with whom i sit again the nxt morning awaiting my mom's call to the dining to munch in synchrony,nevertheless, this time with a better clarity of wat sets me apart her............
$ i having inherited her genes too do the same,but wonder y am devoid of the divine demeanor only to later realize tat my melanised skin absorbs all light denying me the divinity.
@she solidly hits her sack for 2 hrs in forenoon downstairs
$ i too copy this act of hers upstairs only to be woken up by her thudding 4legged crutch...
@she hunts in the kitchen late nyt for sweeteners which is forbidden to this diabetic in daytime.
$ i also prey on ,in late afternoon,when my sis is away,for am forbidden by her to overeat
@she has cataractous lens n hence hardly watch the idiot box
$ i self restict in promoting this idiot, for its hightime for exams.
but both have to kill time.she gives me an account of her bygone era n me update her the happenings of the current.both act as a symbiotic window to see each other worlds.
@cataract impedes her vision n also the clarity witch she regained recently after iol syrgery
$## i ,am sorry,@this productive age totally lost the clarity of tasks to be undertaken,achieved ,being myopic of my future.
SURGERY-hmmm, well of course yes, after much loafing around,realised the value of time.now doing all to rezig my vision/clarity of life...akin to this spl person=my sweet granny
with whom i sit again the nxt morning awaiting my mom's call to the dining to munch in synchrony,nevertheless, this time with a better clarity of wat sets me apart her............
she has come a full circle in her life n now got all time in the world to rest. me, am about to start my venture into this circle of life and have a long perimeter to traverse unrest.................
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