Karma- The Reincarnation

It all started with the song "Dream On" by Aerosmith
I remembered a dumb soccer mate ,Smith.
I wish I could give him a brutal death.
I wish I knew 'The Grand Conjuration' by Opeth.

Let me describe a disturbing dream with brutal images.
I was a knight of the Gupta dynasty,reigning for ages.
It was a holocaust of the blood sucking Mughals.
I had a valiant troop and I topped all the yells.

I stabbed almost 100 single handedly,dominating.
Not for long,when their reinforcement arrived,assassinating.
Soon I was the only Gupta alive,
There was no turning back now and I barged in ,a dive.

The consequence of the dive was dreadful,not good at all.
I had 5 swords in my abdomen,and 7 in all.
Lying on the muddy battleground,I could still breathe.
I didn't even close my eyes,I could see myself bleed.

In a blink,my life has fast forwarded itself to 2009.
I am living in Noida with 6 homies of mine.
And I realize I have a twin brother,still Guptas.
My homies were the past Mughals, again a mass.

MY brother helped in bringing conflagration in the contemporary world.
We devised of a simple yet perfect assassination,for the world.
I arranged two swords and a meeting with the Mughals.
Vengeance was on my mind,I needed to kill the Mughals.

Even though there was no killing in our current lives.
But the rage of revenge changed me from being a naive.
I stabbed each and every one of them,with excessive bleeding.
They were not dead yet,and I said, "I don't like you all breathing."

With wrath in my eyes and the mortal brutality in my head
I shunned their innocent faces and the reason they demanded.
Just at that very moment I mercilessly beheaded every head off that body.
I found peace in the falling of the Mughal heads and was heading to Saudi.

As soon as I wiped off the blood off my swords,I heard something noisy.
It was my mom screaming at me,because I slept for 15 hours straight and cosy.
The dream was over,I could see myself smile to commit a holocaust.
I was glad to see my elder brother,I got gobsmacked to see the sword's cost.

The cost was something used in the Gupta dynasty ,and they hanged in my drawing room.
The most eerie event ,I met a guy who looked exactly like me with the same hairstyle.
Well things still live in my mind,I hope its just a file.
May be this is the end and only limited to my room.

The class commencement

I saw myself playing for Arsenal in the UEFA Champions League
A total of 5 defenders were beaten and we were in the lead.
The goal was guarded,but I had my shot taken,
I was close to glory then a kick taken.
My ass was hit and I was on the floor
My eyes opened wider than a vagina,"I am not a whore."

My roomie woke me up because we were late,
The European dream was just an imaginary date.
I took a glimpse at my alarm clock.
Flabergasted by it I felt I had a shot of the glock.

I felt some fire in my stomach.
May be it was the fire shot from yesterday night.
I could have the perfect date tonight.
I barged in the toilet like a truck.
I found a vacant water closet by luck.

While using the WC I put the toothbrush in my mouth.
The water was cold.Now I was heading south.
I pulled off my towel from the clothesline
I rushed to the mess for breakfast in line.

I stuffed my mouth with toast
The mess was full from coast to coast.
The tea was made a one time shot.
The uncombed hair style was not at all hot.

The college was half a kilometer away.
The wrist watch was going to die away.
It was like I was running a marathon.
I was exhausted and the class was on.

15 minutes late I reached the classroom door,
My hair was dripping wet and the scene was sore.
THe interrupted adn irate ma'am gave me a disapproving look
From top to bottom,she let me in,even without the book.


I could not shake off the sleep from last night.
I banged my head on the desk,and ma'am was right.
She scolded me to remain standing for the rest of the class,
I couldn't contorl my dizziness and I saw myslef out of the class.

Well things didnt get over right away
Next I saw myslef in the HOD's way.
He gave the longest lecture in the history of the universe,
Above all I survived the class and this way I end this verse.

The same story repeats again and again everyday
Like a repeated song in a playlist,anyway.
Classes and college is life is fun
This we observe when we leave in a run.