Caricatures By Jay

A series of earliest Caricatures by my cousin a decade ago when he was around 19/20 yrears old........Some Indian Politicians, Margaret Thatcher and Aishwarya Rai perhaps.....

Pity the Corporate world and Dubai have put the caricaturist into semi-permanent hibernation. :(

Why Men Are From Mars, Women From Venus - 2

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Black Vision

 He surveyed the scene before him… the men in plume bravely waging a hopeless battle, muttered darkly, “Spanish Armada, more like foolish Armada’. He grinned savagely as limbs flew, blood spluttered everywhere, inhuman anguished cries heard.

 Blackbeard waited for the exact moment, his signature stroke to be unleashed... the young man beside him muttered ” slipping”…He turned a blank eye, with gymnastic perfection somersaulted over the railing …

The opponent caught unaware, a swift plunge, the victory complete. “Hold on, your time will come” Alec Guinness to Errol Flynn with twinkling eyes and grin, as the curtains fell, audience clapped.

( For the DRABBLE DARE # 10 AT http://burrowers.blogspot.com )

(P.S. The winning entry )

# 9 Random Musings For The Day

Nothing like a cuppa of hot filter coffee to send electric spasms to your brain.... and for what : doing the same, mundane things day after day???.... 

You Were There

Eyes that twinkled with the 

glimmering light of far away stars, 

They gazed at me as

though I was their rock star.

Lips that lisped sweet words

in my soul, a chord was struck,

They made mundane words seem

more precious than the preciouss.

Tiny hands that wiped away

the invisible tears I shed,

On my cheeks they felt

like the softest of silks.

The warm body that hugged

sharing all the love it possessed,

The vibe that I sensed 

of the special bond created

The look that you gave reflected

wisdom way beyond your years, 

as though you somehow understood

the pain and ache behind the false smiles.

You gave me something

No one else can ever give,

The warm glow of a million suns

that light up my dark days and nights.

With you around

life is easier to face,

My strength, my sanity, 

my joy, my grace.

 Just remember in

 the days yet to be,

This heart will beat for you

as yours did beat for me.

( Dedicated to my tiny powerhouse of a nephew Sidartha aka Sid, 

whose innocence and love helped me through my darkest year )

Added to Jingle's Poetry Potluck.