::Of Chilly Singphi and Wishes::


Singphi was just four when his mother died,
Father fighting war afar, people only sighed,
Kind Uncle Rammy, melted by his plight,
shared his own shelter, to Aunty’s delight.

Time rolled by, and twenty summers later,
Young, dashing Singphi, hair hued copper,
Faster than a stallion, riding on the winds,
Tales of his swiftness, Townville sings.

One fateful morning, arrived Grummy Goons,
Rowdy, smelly bunch of, boorish baboons,
loaded with rifles, robbed gold and silver,
Uncle Rammy wounded, cried cousin Nelser,

Zoomed in Singphi, with fire burning inside,
hit eldest on the jaw, resentfully he cried,
fiercely fast he wrestled, two at a time,
Sprinkled chilly in eyes, payment for crime,

Scooted Grummy goons, never to step again,
Peace soon resided, in Townville’s plain,
His heroic deed is still celebrated they say
every year in spring, as Chilly Singphi day,
πŸ˜›

Ok… now that was a really Bakwas poem on a story I saw in my dreams πŸ˜› I don’t know why I am getting such weird dreams πŸ˜› so just laugh it off πŸ˜€

Finally watched Avatar in 3D… but guess what, I suffered motion sickness right in the middle of the movie  … WTH!!! … I have been dying to watch it, and all I did was apply Zandu balm all over my forehead and eyes and nose  … My luck is really in some β€˜Murphy’ mood πŸ™„ …

Sister dear going to Sikkim on her holidays… that calls for another round of shopping… looking forward to all the amazing things she’s gonna buy for me πŸ˜€ … of course it’s my CC that will pay that reminds me of my extremely cuddly Sikkim wool sweater screaming in my bag… I could actually hear it shouting β€“β€œ Please Don’t make an antique piece, gift me to your sister”… but no I am not that good either

This year is soon going be just a whisper of the past, some hushed memories… some that would forever last. My greatest feat was to visit home thrice πŸ˜€ … some sunny days I cherished and enjoyed heavy rain too πŸ˜€ . But why every last day of the last month of the year I find myself just with myself, ya this year too I am going to celebrate with my solitude πŸ˜› … seems my stars have this tendency to arrange themselves in the same β€˜lonely pattern’ each year-end πŸ˜› …

But then the rate at which I unconsciously invite adventure won’t make it boring either πŸ˜€ so me and Chilly Singphi will think of something to do πŸ˜€ …

Here’s wishing you all a very warm and beautiful new year … another set of 365 days await you … don’t paint them with the same boring color of yesterdays πŸ˜› Be creative πŸ˜›

Enjoy!!!


26 thoughts on “::Of Chilly Singphi and Wishes::

  1. funky poem…sounded like powerpuff girls episode!!

    avatar 3d is really amazing…

    "" … seems my stars have this tendency to arrange themselves in the same β€˜lonely pattern’ each year-end πŸ˜› …""
    sweet!!

    Enjoy!!!

  2. Wow! What a dream …and then a poem on that! Superb πŸ™‚

    So, u r gonna get a lot of gifts .. awesome!

    Wish u a wonderful yr ahead too πŸ™‚

  3. LOL !!! that was a dream ??? πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ and you made a poem out of it !!! Gr8 !!! Chilly Singpi, huh? you could suggest the name for a remake of Chandni chowk to china ! πŸ˜€

    Anyway, Wish you and your shopping sister the happiest year ahead !! and while shes still there, and using YOUR CC, get something for me too ! πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

  4. Nice post. In fact I loved that poem. Sorry you had to leave the Avatar in the middle. It is always happy occasion to go home.

    Happy New Year Rajlakshmi.

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