Monday, June 22, 2009

rocky Road.


I wrote
today, the exam
that would
decide after this one,
if I
could write any other
at all.
It all,
started with one
broken parker pen, one
unexpected message, one
incomplete question paper, and
I lost my phone.
Daddy still,
bought me the ice-cream, I
had asked for.
Only that now,
they call my favorite chocolate
choco chip flavour,
Rocky Road.

Irony.
Is rich and sweet,
till the last scoop.


10 smoke wisps:

Merin Mandanna said...

Ouch! :|
Good luck, lady. You certainly need it.

Meghana Naidu said...

Good luck. Can you make that a quadruple scoop with lots of sprinkles?
PLEASE?

The Cloudcutter said...

How about switching to Rum n Rasin then?
I liked this one but not the circumstances that led you to write it. Talk about rotten luck. Hope it gets better. I'm sure it will!

Shamanth said...

sometimes i think, ther's no genius like Irony itself!

You have your answers right in front of you in the last two lines you wrote!

So simply savor your scoop before it melts!

Meghana Naidu said...

@ cloudcutter: and give up chocolate?? Never!

guess that shows why road turns rocky every now and then. *sigh

i hope it will too, it better.

and btw, read sylvia plath if you have'nt already. I have a feeling you'll love her.

Meghana Naidu said...

@shamanth: But its not the flavour i ordered. i asked for mildly sweet, they gave me dark bitter chocolate.

The Cloudcutter said...

Hmmm... good point. Chocolate should NEVER be given up. Why don't they make a choco-rum combo?

And Sylvia Plath... what can I say? I was so delighted to read the poem you posted. I love her so much that sometimes I think it's harmful to my health ;-)

Shanu said...

Yeah..nuthin can cheer u up like a scoop of chocolate icecream

sonu anand said...

:-) nice

Meghana Naidu said...

@shanu: chocolate can replace most things in life i think ;)
@sonu: thank you :)

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