Maya-Jaal

I somewhere read Modi did an experiment with Truth.

Don’t know about the money,
But the emotions I witnessed were sort of rare & funny.

A Pizza company offered free pizza slices to people standing in queue all day,
A beggar refused a 500 note with such buoyancy.

A housewife removed her savings she otherwise would have never let apart
Breaking a kid’s piggy bank broke his heart.

A few washed tenners in my denim pocket got me smile,
And few thousands in my hand made me walk a mile.

My servant who was put down to have asked for an advance last month,
A plead to take an added bonus was put on a front.

Black or White the chess aims the king but uses the rest,
People who know the game well are the one chilling in their nest. 

Some gossiped, some faced repercussions, while social media celebrated at large.

Apart from few pink selfies, Money cannot buy happiness was proved at last.

Dont Chew, Swallow Instead.

I learnt the art of swallowing,
Gulping down the miseries

The memories that make me wrench
Filtering the restless bit from the rest

Going through those motivational quotes online
and then leave your uncertainties to say good bye

Was that a healing process or a full stop at large,
the more answers I hunt, the more questions barge.

The rule was made since start, but we never wanted,
The person who loves you the most is always taken for granted.

Happy Endings is a bright term but who has seen it?
All I saw were the stories half done & in fact been in one.

The more funny life gets, the more you stop laughing,
The judgments get more acclaimed when you are hanging transparent.