Some Intimate Journeys on Canvas

 
Cross me if you dare,
A beard will sprout upon your cheek!
Let it grow — I'll cut it down myself,
But I'll cross you still, I'll cross you still!


Just because I don't speak
doesn't mean you can't either, does it?
Why not? Will you lose your caste?
Will your precious ego get bruised?
Actually, you know what...
What a complete waste of space you are!


Look, am I expecting too much?
Fine, I won't anymore.
But please don't make the mistake again
of sending those "Good morning, afternoon, evening..." and
"How are you? What are you doing?"
...all that nonsense, will you?
Better to say nothing at all
than show off these hollow sentiments!


You probably don't even know what you are...
A devil!
A fraud!
A snake!
A savage!
A fool!
And so many other things besides!


If I could murder you
it would cool so much of my burning rage!
I'm speaking from the heart, sir —
I absolutely despise you!
Even so, do stay well!


What a pest you are!
You came into this world just to torment me and cause me pain!
Mark my words...everything boomerangs back someday...you'll see!
If not in this life, then the next, but it will happen!
Then I'll watch too...hmph!


Yes, mister, do stay well!
Mister Fraud!
Tell me, why does everyone call you "dada"?
Don't you have a name?
And what's wrong with being called "uncle"?
Are you the big brother of the entire universe?
Oh yes, everyone's big brother — the number one ass!


The moment you were born
they should have thrown you in the river.
You didn't know how to swim then —
though even now if they threw you in...
You still can't swim, can you?


You know what you are, don't you!
Truly, not good at all!


I've said so much, pleaded so much,
and still this stone-cold indifference!
And only with me — I know that well!
Good, very good indeed!
Tell me, what are you made of?