Haphazard Haiku's

So a friend of mine is leaving for the mountains.

It makes me sad in a way because we won't be 'being friends' over sporadic samosa chaat's and literary gobbledygook any more. He saves lives, travels a-cross country and somehow still finds time to make copies of films and songs for me. He also lends books that I can't read because I have to refrain from defiling the margins.

Still, he seems to have a knack for picking the exact volumes I can't refuse, at least, attempting to peer through like a normal person. He appears to have taken to composing Haiku's to avert boredom and the wait. I think it a fantastic idea, enough to plagiarise.

 Journalising gems

Typos, tall tales and technocrats

I need to find a new job

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Days on end

Drive-thru’s and American Idol reruns

Series of unfortunate events

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Spilling guts

Retractions, restrictions, ramifications,

All because she said I should talk to someone

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Applications

waiting by gate, breath catching, envelope slitting

phone bill

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Stranger spotted

Dark eyes, lazy grin, flashy car

Rear window: “Gujjar”

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Grandparents on prayer mats

 

Theist, Deist, Atheist et al

 

God cheers on India in the semi-final