!.............?

You said not to ask if I don't expect an answer.

What am I to do with my questions?

. . .

That was a question expected not to be answered.

You but responded.

What am I to do with your answer?

... a little bit of madness

In my utter desperateness

I said to my friend

"I am just going mad..."

In his immense pleasure

he said to me

"But I am just growing mad..."

The first dog's bark...

We were in a local bus
on that hot day.

There was a guy, selling kerchiefs.
“Pure cotton, 10 rupees each”.

One of our fellow travelers bought a piece
and started wiping his sweat.
Within no time we could see
few others buying and wiping.

I then started telling my friend
a known example.
“Suppose in the night,
a street dog starts barking,
then the neighbouring dogs also bark,
listening to that chorus,
dogs of next street also bark,
very soon we can listen
all the dogs of that area barking.
But only the first dog really knows
why it started barking”.

My friend is not a stranger.
Still, he asks strange questions.

As I completed my narration,
he asked me,
“How do you say that
the first dog really knows the reason
for its barking?”.

I just turned my head
to look at the guy,
who bought the first kerchief.

(It was indeed an act of searching
an answer for that strange question).

That guy was still there, sweating…
and was looking helplessly
at his new kerchief.

“Pure cotton, 10 rupees each”…

... dialogue with my friend starts

I have a friend
as all of you have
we always happen to be
questions and answers
and when we are together
there are only exclamations

I just thought of sharing some of our dialogues
as it would start a dialogue within yourself and
you would also get such a friend
in your journey

The dialogue starts

... u, i, q, a

you will be remembered for your questions
and i will be forgotten for my answers