Archive for February, 2005

February 27th, 2005

It’s so easy to sit there

Posted in Quotes by Kunal Goel

“It’s so easy to sit there and say you’d like to have more money. And I guess that’s what I like about it. It’s easy. Just sitting there, rocking back and forth, wanting that money.”

-Jack Handey

February 27th, 2005

What Happened To My Hand

Posted in Kunal Goel, Short stories by Kunal Goel

I’m sitting here for a call centre interview. I have to write something in ten minutes to show them my proficiency in english language. I can’t concentrate. My hand is itching where it burned last week. Making a pizza on the gas stove was not such a good idea after all. I asked Megha for some ointment for my burn but she was laughing.
“The pizza is ready, let me put some ketchup on it and then I’ll get you some cream,” she said.
“Megha go bring me some ointment,” I repeated.
“Wait a minute,” she said laughing.
I shouldn’t have slapped her then, but I was feeling terrible. It’s been a week, she left me for a little slap.
Ishan was here for this interview last week. He wrote about neo-economics and he got the job. Ishan has big strong hands. Maybe, I think, maybe Ishan should’ve slapped Megha–
–I would get the job.

-by Kunal Goel

February 25th, 2005

To my little love

Posted in Poems by Ishan Dubey

Among the blues
quicker than rumour
Before the praising eyes
dodging the licking hands
Grow up my Little love
to laugh green
GREEN over our ashes.

-by Maitraye Das

February 24th, 2005

To the unborn

Posted in Poems by Ishan Dubey

Oh, bend your eyes, nor send your glance about.
Oh, watch your feet, nor stray beyond the kerb.
Oh, bind your heart lest it find secrets out.
For thus no punishment
Of magic shall disturb
Your very great content.
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February 20th, 2005

Welcome Aboard!

Posted in Ishan Dubey, Short stories by Ishan Dubey

“He…hello! Is it the cops?”
“Yes madam, how can I help you?”
“Mm…my husband, he hit me.”

The line went dead.

Knock, knock!
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February 20th, 2005

Morning at the Window

Posted in Poems by Kunal Goel

They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.
The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs.

-T.S. Eliot

February 18th, 2005

I told my psychiatrist

Posted in Quotes by Kunal Goel

“I told my psychiatrist that everyone hates me. He said I was being ridiculous - everyone hasn’t met me yet.”

-Rodney Dangerfield

February 16th, 2005

There’s one sad truth

Posted in Poems by Kunal Goel

There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found
While journeying east and west -
The only folks we really wound
Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To those who love us best.

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox

February 15th, 2005

Education is the ability

Posted in Quotes by Kunal Goel

“Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self confidence.”

-Robert Frost

February 15th, 2005

No Punctuation

Posted in Ishan Dubey, Short stories by Kunal Goel

a very many things have happened since i saw her last i think its been over a decade every morning i go out the place where she catches her school bus from then in the time after the noon i go out to look out for her school drop this thing happens i dont know why but for all these years i just couldnt find myself at the same time as her which inadvertantly resulted in our not meeting thats the reason i believe i am always late everywhere or maybe the cause causes the effect after this in the evenings i go into all the playfieds to catch a glimpse of her playing with her friends but same old thing happens once a more so this was what was the routine until today today i saw her coming alongwith her mates i rushed across hurriedly to meet her but but she had already left

-Ishan Dubey

February 14th, 2005

Living apart and at peace

Posted in Quotes by Kunal Goel

“Living apart and at peace with myself, I came to realize more vividly the meaning of the doctrine of acceptance. To refrain from giving advice, to refrain from meddling in the affairs of others, to refrain, even though the motives be the highest, from tampering with another’s way of life - so simple, yet so difficult for an active spirit. Hands off!”

-Henry Miller

February 14th, 2005

Romance of love

Posted in Kunal Goel, Short stories by Kunal Goel

His chest was smeared with blood flowing from the wound he had inflicted on her shoulder with his Swiss Army knife. In the dimred light of the night bulb it somehow looked natural. She was sitting on his stomach, playing with her nails on his face, laughing like a Piskey. Her laughter was killing him; his grip on the knife grew tighter till he could no longer hold. The room suddenly filled with her loud cries, blood spurting from her face, and another flash on her neck made her silent. He felt better, and started taking off her clothes. She was growing cold, the blood from her face and shoulder hadn’t stop flowing yet, but he was enjoying it now. One… two… three… counting with the frantic rhythm of his hip movement… till he was finished. Carefully after shaving, he knotted himself a Windsor, checking the time on his Swatch, he made his way quietly out of the house.

-Kunal Goel

February 13th, 2005

The Lake Isle Of Innisfree

Posted in Poems by Kunal Goel

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the mourning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

-William Butler Yeats

February 12th, 2005

We spent a lot

Posted in Quotes by Kunal Goel

“We spent a lot of time talking about Africa, as we should. Africa is a nation that suffers from incredible disease.”

-George W. Bush, at a news conference in Europe, June 14, 2001

February 12th, 2005

Books I read in 2004

Posted in Books, Kunal Goel by Kunal Goel

1. The Occult by Colin Wilson
2. Men are from mars women are from venus
3. The Seduction of Morality by Tom Murphy
4. Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller
5. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
6. Born to Win: Transactional Analysis With Gestalt Experiments by Muriel James, Dorothy Jongeward
7. The curious incident of the dog in the night-time by Mark Haddon
8. The Da Vinci code by Dan Brown
9. Postman Always Rings Twice
10. Waiting for Godot
11. Vernon God Little by DBC Pierre More