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The Monster

People by the scores awaited the arrival.
Most half dead, with their previous exploits.
They said the monster shall arrive.
They say you have to slay it right.
They say only then will it take you where your mind desires.
So they wait and I wait.
Warriors across the battlefield attack and attempt to slay their respective nemesis.
Not us.
Our monster is assigned a zone in time and space.
So we wait more.
And then it happens.
The growl of the monster is heard distinctly from somewhere far off.
The crowd gets restless.
I take guard.
People look in the direction expected.
And there it was!!
The monster so ugly yet what a relief to see it!
It could be identified only by inscriptions on it.
The inscriptions could be deciphered by a select 'local' set.
The monster identified,
Storming happens.
Warriors throw pieces of their armour to gain respectful positions.
The females attack the front.
The males and the rest from the back.
I rushed and fought like a true soldier.
I had gained it!!
I truely had.....

Gained a seat in the monster named '290D bus from Majestic To Nagavara'!

'ಕೆಂ ಗೌ ನಿಲ್ಧಾನ 290D ನಾಗವಾರ '

PS - This was not meant to be a poem :)

Also, somewhat inspired by Panda's 'Pass my Sambar' article!

Comments

Half-Light said…
Lol Imba stuff , Welcome to public blogging as you say :P
Vineeth said…
Lol ... as he said Imba Stuff

Keep it coming :D
Vineeth said…
btw u dint account for the pushpaks ... ;)

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