"YOU"

Who are you?

I don't know you

I don't know you at all

I don't have a clue about you

Are you my friend?

Are you my foe?

Are you a relative?

Are you a stranger?

Are you a long lost cousin?

Are you a neighbor?

Are you a passer by?

Are you a shadow of all of the above?

Whoever you are.....

You are for sure in the shade of a shadow....

A dark and light shadow

A hazy shadow

A shadow which is not recognizable

A shadow which reminds one of something

But of what exactly?

That's not clear

But perhaps thats the function of a shadow

Not to be recognizable....

That's why the shadows are so curious

They are there and we don't know what they are about

But they have some kind of power over us

"Power" is a strong word

Doesn't mean its all good

It can have a strange power over you

Which one wants to get rid of

But can't............

Not because one is completely helpless

But because of the lack of clarity of the shape of the shadow

Even when one wants to get rid of things desperately ...

One needs to be clear who is the person

Or the object, we are getting rid of/

Is it a quilt?

Or a carpet?

Or a chair?

Or a lamp?

Or a broom?

Or a bad mattress

Or tight clothes which don't fit any more...

But are still lying around............

Or books one haven't read

Or will never read...............

Why does one have books in the house

The books one has never read?

The books one will never read?

And the more books one keeps buying

The books perhaps one will never read...

Perhaps it's a name which intrigues one

Or the cover of the book...

Or the design

Or a sentence in the middle of it

Or just one word which reminds one of a life story

Or a word which triggers a memory of a mother/

Or a father/

Or a brother/

Or a home/

Or a verandha?

Or a tree?

The childhood tree?

Or the mangoes on that tree?

Or the honey bee buzzing......

Or the silence of a hot afternoon when every one is sleeping

And the intense heat....

And the wide awake, tossing and turning dreamer....

In the middle of the hot, sweating, dry,scorching afternoon

The dreamer dreaming of far off lands....

Always dreaming of far off lands....

Without having any knowledge of the Geography

Of those far off and far away lands

But dreaming never the less..........

That's what the dreams are about....

Dreams of things Un-achievable

Or achieved to one's utmost disappointments...

Like a friendship which one thought was great

The friendship which one thought was for a life time

The friendship which one thought was the real thing

The friendship which vaporizes in a fraction of a second....

Into a mere nothingness..........

Nothingness of a mere dot

Nothingness of a vague line in the sand

Which when the strong wind

Will erase in one half of a second

Nothingness of a friendship

Nothingness of a shadow which becomes

less distinct every minute

Are you that nothingness of the friendship

The friendship which pone expected to last for a life time?

Are you the shadow of that friendship

Or the word,"friendship" is the award you don't deserve...

You are just a shadow

The shadow now I want completely to disappear........

Because its not the shadow of any sort of friendship at all....

Its just a dark, meaningless, shadow of a bad taste left in the mouth

After eating some thing rotten.....

You are perhaps something rotten that I ate by mistake....

That's what you are....

Perhaps that's what who you are.....

"YOU" could never have been a friend

I misunderstood

You want the power of, obedience from others

The others you call, your friends,

You think that they are on your pay role...

And must behave at all hours of the day

As if they are your employees from nine to five

You think they are all disobedient horses

And you, the horse master are going to whip them into shape

To teach them who the boss is...................

How dare they misbehave?

With the boss..........

But, "YOU" got one thing wrong my sweetheart

One thing wrong

There is no boss in friendship

Friendship is not an employment agency

Friendship is the greatest gift of God

Endowed upon God's favorite creatures

A friend is God's gift

And that gift is priceless.......

There are no limitations, obligations, subservience

Attached to that gift...

Its a blessing one can't buy

Not even with the millions of dollars

And ,"YOU" thought that you bought me for the cheap sum

Of money you once in a while gave to a friend

Perhaps for the love of it...

Or to help because of the kindness of the heart

Which on an afterthought was not kindness at all

It was a calculated act of buying obedience and subservience in the name

Of friendship

But the Dollar is not the only

Sign of a friendship.....

The,"TIME IS"

The, TIME one gave you is that person's money

So by giving you that time that person gave you a hell of a lot of money

The money you can't measure in numbers....

The money which runs into billions and trillions

The, TIME no money can buy.........

,'YOU', in your drunken power of possessing

A few dollars MORE THAN THE OTHERS

"YOU FORGOT WHAT YOU WERE GETTING IN RETURN?

Love, companionship, knowledge, laughter, affection, sincere feelings

poems, amusements, company, yes, "COMPANY" in one of the most

Lonely of cities in the world

Where people die in their Apts and no one knows that they are dead...

Where people fall down in the streets and others keep walking their dog...

Where no one has the time to spare a second because their ,"SECONDS" bring them money

Do you know how much money I lost

How much money I lost by spending thousands of hours with you?

Thousands of hours over the year where it was I who came to you

Even if it was you who wanted to see me?

Because you were making money with your time

So you wanted to do multitasking

Working, making money every second while a jester

Was there to entertain you and amuse you

You never thought that their time could bring them money too

The money which they were wasting on you...

Yes, you didn't think that their time could bring them money

Why would it bring them money?

They didn't have a store like you where they could sell

The product they bought from the third world for pennies

And selling to the first world Idiots for hundreds of dollars...

Because your friend was just an, "ARTIST"

No store, no business, no dollars, nothing

Just had the ,"TIME"

And like a fool

Entertained you and loved you

Silly, naive, stupid

Maybe disturbed

Yes, 'YOU' were right

Otherwise why would this person give

The most valuable thing on this planet for free?

'LOVE" "TIME" "AFFECTION" "CARING" GIFTS OF KNOWLEDGE, BOOKS,

CONVERSATIONS, ENLIGHTENMENTS.........

People spend millions of dollars at New School to just listen to some wise guys

Who are considered smarter than others....and have some thing to teach

'YOU got all that eduction for FREE, FREE sweet heart, FOR FREE IN NYC

Yes, "YOU" were right....

This person who keeps coming to you and loving you must be disturbed....

The Western person will call this kind of a person, 'NEEDY'

But what does the Western person knows any way?

The word, "NEEDY" is their favorite put down....

They know nothing behaving that they know it all.............

Love and real friendship doesn't measure things...

Its a sweet innocent impulse of affection and sharing...

But when material expectations are added to the friendship

Or a master, slave relationship is attached to it

The thing called, "FRIENDSHIP perishes

Than its just a relationship of a , MASTER AND A SLAVE

AND WE ARE IN 2011

SLAVERY ENDED A LONG TIME AGO

YOU CAN'T BUY A PERSON FOR A FEW DOLLARS OR EVEN A MILLION DOLLARS

A PERSON IS NOT A."THING"

A PERSON IS A PERSON

A FEELING, BREATHING, LIVING, HUMAN BEING

WHO YEARNS FOR ONE THING AND ONE THING ALINE

FREEDOM, FREEDOM, FREEDOM FROM SLAVERY

FREEDOM FROM DOMINANCE

FREEDOM FROM DOMINANCE IN THE NAME OF A FEW DOLLARS CHARITY

WHICH YOU SAID, "YOU GIVE FOR GOD"

PEOPLE WHO GIVE FOR GOD ARE HAPPIER THAN YOU

WHY WOULD SOMETHING WHICH YOU GIVE FOR GOD SHOULD CREATE SO MUCH RAGE IN YOU?

GOD IS JUST BEAUTY AND AN ESSENCE OF GENEROSITY

DON'T GIVE ANT MATERIAL THINGS TO ANY ONE IF IT MAKES YOU SO ANGRY.

JUST BE THEIR FRIENDS

JUST GIVE THEM YOUR TIME

BUT "YOU" WON'T DO THAT

"YOU" ARE INTO MONEY

"YOU" WOULD RATHER SPEND THAT TIME MAKING MONEY

AND IN YOUR OWN PLACE WHILE YOU DO YOUR IRONING

THEY SHOULD BE AVAILABLE TO AMUSE YOU, EDUCATE YOU, MAKE YOU LAUGH,

TEACH YOU A THING ABOUT CULTURE....

BUT YOU WON'T SPARE A SOCIAL HOUR OUTSIDE YOUR OWN HOUSE OR YOUR STORE FOR THEM

WOULD YOU?

NO NEVER, YOU WILL BE LOSING MONEY....

A LOT OF MONEY...

BUT THOSE FOOLS LOST A LOT OF THEIR VALUABLE TIME WITH YOU........

WHY?

BECAUSE THEY WERE FOOLS.....

SHAKESPEARE WROTE ABOUT THEM

THERE WAS ALWAYS A KING AND THERE WAS ALWAYS A FOOL

BUT THERE IS NO KING ANY MORE

SO WHY SHOULD THERE BE A FOOL?

PERHAPS I READ TOO MUCH OF SHAKESPEARE AND BECAME A FOOL

BECAUSE I LIKED THE WORD FOOL BUT ONLY IN SHAKESPEARIAN CONTEXT

BUT WHEN I UNDERSTOOD THAT THERE

WAS NO KING ANY MORE

I DECIDED TO NOT BE A FOOL ANY LONGER

IT JUST TOOK ME SO LONG TO UNDERSTAND THAT

WHY?

WHY?

BECAUSE I WAS A FOOL...............

BUT I WILL COME BACK TO,"YOU"

AGAIN, ANOTHER TIME....

I AM NOT DONE YET WITH WHAT I HAVE TO SAY TO YOU

AND CLARIFY CERTAIN MATTERS

MATTERS OF UT MOST IMPORTANCE TO ME

THOUGH I AM NOT INTO NITTY GRITTY

BUT SINCE YOU ARE

AND YOU WERE

I NEED TO COME BACK TO,"YOU"

TO BE NITTY GRITTY LIKE ALL CLEVER PEOPLE ARE IN THE MODERN WORLD

ONLY THE FOOLS NEVER KNEW HOW TO BE NITTY GRITTY

THEY JUST GAVE AND GAVE, THEY GAVE ALL THEIR JOY TO OTHERS

WITHOUT BEING NITTY GRITTY,

LIKE, "YOU" DID THIS AND,"I DID THAT"

BUT SINCE I AM NOT A FOOL ANY MORE

I WILL BE BACK TO SETTLE NITTY GRITTY MATTERS....

ADIEU, MY FRIEND, OR FOE, OR THE SHADOW OF

A FRIEND OR FOE,

ADIEU ....

ADIEU FOR NOW.....................