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When the Brahman stayed a while


A wise and ancient Brahman
Traveling on his time machine
Chanced on my digital footprint
In row 911 of his eternal database
And humbly asked me to teach
Him the secret of friendship;
But I am nobody, I told him,
Showed him a few others instead,
Stunned by all that he saw, he
Marvelled at our amicable age,
Where any which way he turned,
He found himself surrounded
By so many likeable people,
Sharing and chirping gloriously
All their favourite moments
Seemingly in endless supply;
"Ah, the age of enlightenment
Is finally here", he announced,
Deciding to settle amongst us
He began to create with gusto
An assortment of new avatars
To rebuild the primal connection
He suddenly felt with this land
That he had for long renounced.

I messaged him a few weeks later
And he sent me a cute little hug
followed by a quote in Book Antiqua
"My friend, I finally know Maya,
and I much prefer it to a troll".

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shaluvk
Jul. 15th, 2014 07:10 am (UTC)
:-)
This pleased me inordinately, thanks. I see how prolific you are at your writing this summer. Fantastic.
birdonthewire
Jul. 18th, 2014 02:19 am (UTC)
Re: :-)
Thanks Shalu! Not so prolific any more, alas. But hopefully, it will come back again :-)
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