Saturday, June 8, 2024
Sipra's Diary: "Black Lives matter"
Friday, June 7, 2024
Sipra's Diary: Memoir "Why" ( changed title>GONE WITH THE WIND )
( NewTitle): WHY. by (Sipra Roy)
Renamed: GONE WITH THE WIND. Sipra Roy .
Why seniors turn like plants of the autumn,
Slightest sentimental touch causes
To shed fragments of memory like dry leaves
Either Piled on or blown by wind to ditches
To convey only. message of loss and sorrows
Seldom the glory of past or story of romance !
Why glamour of joy and fun are gone with the wind?
Life is full of wonder and variety of spice;
Memoir often highlights the sad fragments
Shadowing the bright phases in the dark caves of mind.
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Thursday, June 6, 2024
Sipra's Diary: MEMOIR. [ Re:june,2024]chap-Austin.
Sipra’s Diary: [Memoire, Chapter Austin]
Sipra's diary[. Re>june2024]
Mocking Fish
It was our Sunday delicacy in lunch,
A dish of butterfly whole branzino fish
With cauliflower carrot and green peas.
I was happy to save money by bunking restaurant
With added cost of taxi tips and time.
Though fish in WholeFood are well cleaned
Still as typical Indian lady I can't but put again
Under the tap of kitchen sink.
I put the open mouth to let water pass to clean
Through the tunnel of opened mouth!
As ill luck it would have been, the tongue of fish was seen
I reviewed second time , to become sanguine,
Obviously it was as big as a human baby of one month!
Repulsively I tried to shut its mouth
But no doubt ,it was too obstinate to do.
I put it on the platter in hot oil and as I turned it
The silly funky fish sprang out its longer tongue
(Reminded me wanton boys of drop-out school-gang)
The mockery of dead fish from the frying pan
Thus spoilt to enjoy us the fun of Sunday delicacy in lunch!
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