Bozo, Mumbai's blogging dog, wants to let you know, that he too, dreams. Nothing fancy, political, ambitious or outlandish. Many times, it is all about great memories of his childhood, his erstwhile friends, and so on.
But he sees and hears things around him. And sometimes he is upset and angry at the world. And then the dreams are troublesome. As is his wont, Bozo tries to even solve problems in his dreams.
What he doesn't know that there are folks around clicking and chronicling even that !
if you think,
I've shut my eyes
to the world around me;
there really is
so much terrible news
being reported these days.
But you know,
I hear, watch and think;
and clearly,
I don't do FB and Twitter
or TV debates with RajDeep.
I keep thinking about stuff,
wondering about
what makes folks so evil,
and many times,
I dream.
That I chased them,
that I bit them,
that I helped the cops catch them,
and I sleepwalk,
unaware that
I m silently barking,
panting, and kicking,
sometimes
not seeing with my eyes open,
or even
seeing it all with my eyes shut.
Suddenly,
Someone calls my name,
a pat on my back,
and I am back
to the real world,
as I relax,
lie down
and stretch my limbs....
Safer than stretching my imagination, no ?
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