99 Bottles..

There comes a point in time, a specific moment,
called the point of regret.

Which is only followed by the point of complete regret.

After which you tell yourself, 'I have no regrets.'
[... this happens alot when you've had one too many drinks.]

Repeat step two.

Cheers Gavin.

:p

The Goan Mother

He dripped with salty beads of wisdom or tea,
a couple of which landed squarely in my left eye.
He drove fast.

She, had not been back here, back home in over two years.
And waited for her chance to explode in the language of her youth.

And so the moment arrived.
She quickly hopped into the first
taxi available and rattled away with an
accomplished sense of being in the vernacular.

He briefly smiled at her in the rear view mirror,
and proceeded to tell her that he is from kerala
looking at the stirring wheel sensing the humour of it all.

- [Porvory, Goa]