Karma is a bitch -2

This story's first part can be found right here

Six nights later.

Jeff switched the channels on the T.V. with no particular interest. He was getting married tomorrow. Everything was taken care of by his buddies. Harry had managed to stay sober throughout the preparations, which was an achievement, for he seldom stayed sober when he was on a drinking spree. Pollock and the rest took care of inviting the families and the guests. Neal made sure Jeff wasn’t involved in the process. Darlings, he thought fondly.

But one thing still nagged him. Kay.

He never saw her again in the bar. Jeff often found himself with a beer every night at the Anstruthers, hoping to find her, staring lustfully at him, teasing him. His manhood often stirred at the  very thought.

Jeff couldn’t stop thinking about her. She haunted him in his dreams, often waking Jeff up, sweating and alarmed. He remained puzzled as to why he wanted to give his address on that day. It was as if he was told to give it by himself.

The clock struck 9. Jeff was bored. He switched the T.V. off and decided to retire for the night. He changed into his nightclothes and was just about to climb on his bed when he heard a knock on his door.

“Neal”, muttered Jeff, “probably wanting to check if I’m alright.”

He staggered back surprised when he saw who it was. Kay.

"Another walk 1" - Modified and Erased!

This is my first attempt at Erasure poetry, a very different and a unique form, the meaning of which can be found at THIS page.

This piece is for the prompt at DVerse Poets. It is an erasure of another article of mine which can be found here It was not an easy task, that too erasing my own article. But something sensible came out of it which you are going to read below.



Sighing, I got walking about in the road,
shopkeepers wink, always pointing out.

Wow, what an evening!
My blood surging with the winds of the sky.

The sights of a busy evening, honking traffic,
I found myself absorbed
in my own thoughts.

I blinked, looked around and smiled.
Someone was waiting home for my arrival.




Phew!

Self

This was so random. I was looking up for an assignment in Google when I realized I wanted to make something out of thin air, feel it and yet be meaningful. After 3 minutes of thought and effort, Et Voila! Here it goes:

Amidst all the chaos and confusion within

love thy self that blooms within.

Watch him jump in leaps and bounds

in time, with joy indescribable sans bounds.

Give him some love, give him some seeds,

        his trees will reap plentiful and generous, so will his deeds   

    Grow (around the earth) through love they will, his kith and kin

simply, love thy self that blooms within  

Writing

This one is for everyone.

“Nowadays, communication has progressed to such a level that every single word is shortened to each individual’s likeable wish. For example, two is written as 2, someone as sum1 and so on.

See boys, how many of you have the habit of writing letters???”

Numb silence and blank expressions replaced the dull sleepy looks on the faces of my fellowmates in the Verbal class.

“In those days, we used to write a lot and that gave us immense satisfaction.”

I looked around. Not many were paying attention. 

Karma is a bitch - 1

DISCLAIMER ( and an informal FOREWORD as well)

 This story and its characters does not have any resemblance to people in real life. It is advised not to proceed with the story if you dont prefer reading vulgar or stories with a primal theme, if you know what I mean! Because its going to get raw and primal soon. The title of the story literally explains the present sitaution we mortals are facing and this story is intended to convey a different message altogether. Hope my first attempt at a proper story clicks well with my readers.

Aravind R Sankar

KARMA IS A BITCH

Taken from google images

The night was illuminated with skyscrapers and lights. The traffic was heavy as horns blared throughout the Anderson and Dickens Avenues The streets were bustling with people, all joyous to celebrate the approaching New Year with their loved ones. Some carried gifts, the others the hands of their beloved. In one such street of Manhattan, a small celebration of sorts was taking place inside Anstruthers, the local pub.....

“CHEERS!”, they shouted.

The thudding of the six beer mugs were drowned in the hoarse drunken toasts of Jeff’s best friends.

The Beginning

Class 11 was one of the best years of my life. I had a fantastic birthday, I was beginning to be a writer of some sorts and every day in school turned out to be a glorious day for me. Midas touch feeling, to be precise. It was the peak, the epic zenith which I cannot replace or recreate whatever I do.

Today, 4 years later, I look back to realize the amount of clarity in my life I had before. Cozened by the enticing times of paradise, I now realize it was a paradigm of how anyone could get carried away with successes and happiness. It is now a slight pain that throbs occasionally, when small challenges are conquered, giving me the deja-vu of my golden past.

This piece of work was from such a time when I felt I was in the right track, when the blessings flowed in disguise. In abundance.


Dazzled by the splendor of the guiding light
mesmerized by the power of the unknown,
deep down a question arises. An illusion?
Or an awakening? I know not.
But now I walk,
with a new spring
in every step of my life.


Having actualised the pain
and the fruits
provided by unflinching dedication and intense effort,
I have gained clear focus.
And now I walk,
with a new spring
in every step of my life.


Physical and spiritual endurances
have been tested, far beyond tolerance
by Lust, Anger, Greed and Ego
which is why I now feel that
I walk
with a new spring
in every step of my life.


Having finally gained prescience
the obstacles lie waiting
for me to encounter them,
which I would, successfully
as I walk,
with a new spring
in every step of my life.

Series Review – The Mentalist

Almost everyone these days are following different TV series, which explain different storylines and scripts. It is indeed addictive when watched from a laptop. Some of them really bring out the child in us.Here is my first ever review on one of my most favorite TV shows.

Cop: “So, the dead man tell you who done it?”

A pause followed by a sneer. From the tall man with blonde hair who bends over the body, sniffing him out.

“Leather pants, musky cologne, phallic jewellery. A ladies man. Went after high end cougars with moderate success. Casual cocaine user. Plays guitar-not well. Works in the non creative end of a creative business. Advertising maybe. Nothing worth killing anyone over anyway. So he died from romantic reasons. Where are those suspects you mentioned?”

Cop (sheepish and dumbfounded): “The witnesses?”

“Whatever.”

For all those out there who had seen The Mentalist- s02e01 and find this familiar, I know that even you were grinning and scratching your heads with your mouths open, regardless of whether you saw it with or without the subtitles. But for the eyes which still remain puzzled and eyebrows which still remain raised, you are about to read a review of CBS’ most eagerly watched TV series – The Mentalist, from an ardent, totally hooked, die-hard fan of the show. Me.

Everyone in my family is a hardcore fan of Sherlock Holmes. Why, almost the entire literary world still remains in awe of the famous sleuth’s methods and powers of deduction. It is a common fact that some feature, script, or trivia in the aired/currently airing crime oriented series is inspired and influenced from Doyle’s Holmes. Psych, Millennium, House and Castle to name a few. Bruno Heller, creator and executive producer of The Mentalist also openly stated this fact. This series, however, captures imagination and experience to give its fans a delightful, humour filled and more importantly, an intellectual treat. A treat which I feel, has been delivered with outstanding screenplay, an intriguing plot and spellbinding dialogue delivery from an ensemble cast.

The entire series chiefly revolves around the developments after the personal trauma of the protagonist, Patrick Jane, who initially is a con-man, pretending to be a psychic to help tragic victims. He taunts an unknown serial killer named Red John, on the pretext of helping the police in catching him, on live television. In retaliation, Red John murders his wife and daughter, leaving Jane an emotionally broken man. He then joins the CBI (California Bureau of Investigation) in the quest of catching him, assisting Special Agent Teresa Lisbon and her team. Quite unlike the other agents, Jane, who is only a consultant, uses his uncanny abilities to manipulate people and read their minds, eventually becoming CBI’s valuable asset- unearthing clues, uncovering secrets and hence solving many gruesome and strange homicides.

Simon Baker, who plays Jane, fits into his role as a mentalist with absurd ease. For a man above 40 and voted as the sexiest man in 2009 by V magazine, Baker is still a heartthrob to many fans of the show. Robin Tunney, playing Lisbon, equally shares the limelight with Jane sharing witty moments of trust and cop issues. Tim Kang dons the role of Kimball Cho, the tough agent with a deadpan sense of humour. The Joker and Romeo of the team is Wayne Rigsby, another agent who keenly mimics Jane’s antics played by Owain Yeoman. The glamour quotient and the romance element are further spiced up by Amanda Righetti who plays Grace Van Pelt, a young and an eager agent. Special guest appearances are occasionally graced by other notable actors namely Emannuelle Chriqui, Samaire Armstrong, Micheal Gaston, Terry Kinney and others (the former two in the later seasons).

As of June 2012, The Mentalist has completed four seasons with good ratings. And CBS has renewed it for a fifth season as well. Show times were shifted from Thursdays 8 30 pm to Sundays 8 30 pm starting from the fifth season. There are many episodes/cases in the show which are independent from the Red John storyline. Bruno Heller uses such episodes to display the deep bonding and the other side of the agents’ lives. This and the intriguing fact that the viewers have not got to see even the antagonist’s face keep the series going strong every year.

The Mentalist is not just a series where mind-boggling-but-simple deductions are made and few laughs are shared. The show also portrays pretty accurately the psychology of people, the reasons for criminal bent of mind and sheds light and knowledge on lot of other worldly happenings. It can be said that Heller is a man of spiritual experience and a wise person who has understood the ways of the world, for there are many deep meanings that can be perceived from almost every scene. My family and I are eagerly waiting for the fifth season.

Now I am going to read you like a notebook and voice what your mind is thinking. Hmmmm.......

You are excited. And tempted. You feel the article is good and has nicely captivated your mind. The need to know more about this series is increasing. I can FEEL the aura around you, slowly and gently, oscillating with questions......

Im pretty good, right? No???

Never mind. Thank you for your time.

The premiere of season 5 of The Mentalist is scheduled to be telecast on  Sunday, September 30th, 2012. Catch the action and drama as the mystery deepens!!