Tanpa Dialog

Di tjinta kami tak ada kata-kata
Kerna kata-kata tak tumbuh
Kerna kata-kata melibatkan kenjataan shari-hari
Kerna kata-kata mendjelaskan bajangan
Ato kerna kata-kata
Merantjukan pertukaran
Dan sering gagal menjeimbangkan pendengaran and pembitjaraan

Di tjinta kami tak ada kata-kata
Kerna kata-kata tak tumbuh
Kami bertjakap bukan dengan bahasa
Dengan tatap dan tjinta di kmurnian jang sempurna
Kami bisa slaras walopun tak mengerti
Kami bisa bersama walopun berpisah
Memahami melalui kesunjian

Di tjinta kami tak ada kata-kata
Namun hidup keparat mengikat kami
Pada bumi dan tjara-tjaranja, pada waktu dan batasnja
Kalo kami terdjaga oleh kata-kata maka
impian terjoblos menetas mendjadi perdjuangan
Tanpa kata-kata, surga takkan hilang
Dan matipun kami mau
Bertjeraipun

Di tjinta kami tak ada kata-kata
Kerna kata-kata tak tumbuh
Kami adalah malaikat malaikat tjinta
Jang berstubuh di awang-awang
Djatuh kami mati
Lepas kami mendjadi tjahaja
Abadi dari bumi.

O' Father, Where Are Thou?

One day, on a rather cloudy day, while listening to some bebop, he missed his dead father. And just like that, he felt like going after him, so he took all the hard liquors, spices and plenty of panadols, mixed them into a jumbo non-sense and drank them to death.

He entered a new universe and saw all white. Nothing, pure white. Then black, total absence of any other color. These two purest colors then altered before they merged creating levels of grey. No shape, no room, a one-dimensional existence except for his wandering mind. But as the greys grew sophisticated, his mind dwindled to a more black-and-white recollections. Finally, he was reduced to remembering his being there and ever-not being there. That was it, a clear sense of present but vague beginning.

He missed his father no more. He stood there deciphering the complexly growing shades of grey in reciprocal with his ever deteriorating mind. Quite amused. He stood there, and for an eternity he will exist as his mind will take infinite time to ever understand his new world ...

A day of leadership in an Indian company

Team Member (TM)    : Sir, we have a big problem
Project Manager (PM) : I want priority action immediately!
TM : Sir, we don’t have a plan until today for our course of actions
PM : Priority action immediately! Please do the needful!
TM : We are not sure of the problems to be addressed …
PM : Close monitoring! Close monitoring! Any problem revert back to me!
TM : But this is the problem sir … we don’t know what the problems are …
PM : Please prepare and coordinate with me for discussions
TM : But we are trying to discuss it with you NOW sir ….
PM : Ok, any blockings discuss with me
TM : Sir, right now, it’s nothing BUT blockings!
PM : Please support the customer, I want priority action and daily update
TM : Sir, I want to resign …
PM : Ok, requesting you to make an action plan to achieve the same
TM : Sir, I’m resigning now!
PM : Good going, keep it up.

(Written as inspired by some GREAT people who managed to confuse even the most conscious)

I have just came out of a meeting ...

I have just came out of a meeting, where they were all confused but they were all talking. The ones who understand did not speak, for they did not know where to start since matters had strayed so far off the tangent that anything discussed are both relevant and irrelevant at the same time. Then they made trivial decisions, produced obvious questions, and smiled contently. A good meeting! A good meeting!

Forgive them for they know not what they do.