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Yes, CM! (Common Man!)


Yes, CM!
I am so common, I am the CM!
Oh, no, you thought me the CM, the Chief Minister! Never Mind! It’s me, the Common Man! It’s so Common Me!
I am so remembered, yet fully ignored!
I am so characterless, so prevalent, so common, that’s why I am Common Me!
I am the Cursed Moon! So cursed that nobody would be with me, would never praise me, forget worshipping me; worst, everybody say I am Common, I am Me, but check the reality, so cursed and corrupt I am made to be that I never make it to the wish and the to-be list of any Corrupt Man, any Common Man! So Cursed and hated, I am Common Man, I am!
I am so hot, I am so cold! I am so sexy and glamourous that I am sold at once!
I am so ridiculously Characterless Man! I am always with and on and in every man, every woman, every leader, every fellow, every teacher, every follower, every politician, every voter, every economist, every strategist, every philosopher, every prophet, everybody! I am so common, so prevalent, so much present in mention, every talk, every column, every speech, every agitation, every movement, every plan, every budget, under the carpet, every chowk, every bazaar, every turn, every corner, every road, even footpath, every house, every home, every place, every state, so much so everywhere, don’t you forget the constitution! So Characterless and Common I am!
So prevalent yet so helpless and so lonely!
Never a destination, Never the Destiny!
I am always cited, recited; but never am I Mantra the Sacred!
I am always on the talk on the red Carpet, but I am always kept under the carpet!
I am always so wildly celebrated, but I am never the celebrity!
I am always called an inspiration, but nobody wants me even in their wildest desperation!

Yes, CM! I am so much so the Common Man!

~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

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Yes PM!


Yes, PM!
PMPrime Minister? Oh no, I am a program manager, oh no, I am a project manager! Forget it! It’s all me, the Portfolio Manager!
Well, no Post Mortem on the warm reception I receive!
Ah! Leave it all aside! I am the PM, Post Master, I am just almost on the par of a Post Peon, I earn so much by so small margin!
Ah! Give me a break! It’s Paisa Money!
Oh no, how could you just miss them!? Paa Maa! Pitaa Maataa!
It’s Pappa Mamma! Oh! Poor Paapaa, Poor Mommy!
Give me a break for God sake! It’s all about Paisa Money!
And guess for whom it’s all the buzz and fuzz; fuss, it’s me!
I am the PM, so called, Poor Man!
Oh, no! My eyes open! It was all fake, God sake, it was all in the dreams I was eating and drinking and sleeping, because I have nothing to eat, nothing to drink, nothing to cheat, nothing to sleep with nor to sleep on; nothing to thrive on, nothing to put on; nothing to live with, nothing to live on, nothing to live for; but everything to shy for, everything to cry for, everything to die for!
And who ultimately suffers, it’s me! Poor Me!
It’s all past, it’s always the night as it seems, it’s always the pm, the last Post Meridien!
It’s all about the PM, Paisa Money! Poor Man! Poor Me!

God, alas! Really, the Poor Me, if the Poor Man the nation’s PM, the Prime Minister! Oh no, why mustn’t I be! They take all votes citing Poor Me, Poor Man!
Not just for the goons, for all even the rest, I am always the Printed Mantra, Printed Money!
I am so Prevalent (man), then why am I not worshipped as God!? Oh no, that’s impossible, how could be so helpless, God!
I always get highlighted, ya, literally; but always blind sighted, actually!
I am always in the words, literally; but never in action, never in motion (except some award winning picture motion), practically!
I am always put on the hot seat, literally; but always under the seat, virtually!
I am always celebrated, but never am I the celebrity!
So why am I not the Prime Man? Why always am I projected as the Present (moment), but always remain that Past Memory!?
I am the Prithvii (earth) and the Mitti (soil)!
Every netaa (leader), all the janataa (people) cite me, recite me, so much Poor Me!

Not am I the Perfect Man!?
Dare to think I am a Poet Man!
The Prophet, the Monk – who just knows it all! Ummm, but never thinks to do it all!
It’s all political, and I am a Puppet Man used by the Politicians, Man!

Ummm, always needing the helping hand; oh, the Poor Me!
Yes, the Practical Me, the Poor Me!

Alas! Again, I day-sleep, discounting the Poor Me, poor moments; never on a premium, yet to live the golden PMoments!
Yes, PM!


~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

The “i” and Steve Jobs


On the auspicious occasion of VijayaDashamii, the soul celebrates the freedom and the eternity as it departed from the cancered body! Cancer was just a reminder to us that the body is a body, a temporary form and shape! The soul will gain another form and shape in the name of someBODY and again be in Sync !
The soul was at peace as it could contribute finally to India , where the body and mind got actually reunited in Sync with the Soul through Spiritual Enlightenment! The uniting and Syncing of Inner and Outer! The latest strategy shift of Apple in form of products, services, marketing towards India shows that – iStrategy!
iP* – I Product! Iconic Product(s)! Inherently Productive, Infectiously Positive, Inherently Portable, Inherently Present, Inherently Prevalent!
iPod (a medium of sound and music, iMusic) was pricey yet not so pricey though! But what Apple was lacking at least in the area of mobile phone presence in India, it’s starting to fill the vacuum through its series of iPhone (not to be iPrice)! iPad is the tablet! iOS is just starting to fill the small yet most significant features for the users across! So ‘I’ for Implementation! Not just the spread of iTunes (iThink, IT)!
So the iSoul was at iEase and at iPeace! As it’s known Steve died peacefully!
iSteve not any more in the world of the alive! But Inner Spirit eternal! The identity of S, is evergreen!
The day for the Wall Street be remembered the iStreet!
Steve Jobs, you have never departed! Because you will be remembered not as the physical body and form we have seen, but as the great phenomenon, the great soul through its contribution chain of innovation and inspiration in the form of products better known as revolution!
A JOB Well Done! iSoul!
A toast to the iCreativity, iScience, iTechnology!

The APPLE was a BYTE earlier, now it’s starting to be a full APPLE! So FRESH again!

The time for iSport! Towards iPerfection!

The ‘I’ Eye of Eyes!
‘I’ – EYE! The Eye is a sphere! So it’s the world, the globe! It just doesn’t see things, it visualises them, it has a vision!
The “I” ‘Of’ “SPIRIT”, the “I” ‘Of’ “Soul”! (iOS)
The I Of S! The In and Out of S! (iOS)
The “I” “C”! Yes, I See! (iC*) The Independent Cloud! The “Icon” of the “Century”!
“I” for IMAGINATION, “I” for INNOVATION, “I” for INSPIRATION!
When expressed with respect to the SOUL, the “I” is just the AVATAR, the INCARNATION!
The “I” is so sweetly and positively Infectious!
Mathematically, ‘I’ to the power of Infinity!

~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

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