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The Stones Rock this Joint

                                          (Photo-- Indrajit Dutta)
     
 Hi Folks, This is a shop selling stone artifacts in Mahabalipuram, Tamil Nadu, India. The shopkeeper, who had no idea about the Rolling Stones, said a German tourist suggested the name. Hope you dig the picture.

Please note the picture is not to be used without my permission. My name is Indrajit Dutta. I am a writer from Calcutta, India. My email addresses are indrajitdutta13187@gmail.com and indrohippie@gmail.com. I tweet @duttaindro. Here's a link to my Facebook page-- https://www.facebook.com/monniker. 

                                     Soaring                

                            
 (This photograph was taken by Indrajit Dutta. He is a writer and freelancing journalist from Calcutta, India. His email addresses are indrajitdutta13187@gmail.com and indrohippie@gmail.com . Here's a link to his Facebook page-- https://www.facebook.com/monniker. )

Lurid Surreal Mozart

A Fan of Mozart? Check out these super surreal photographs of Mozart by me. I dig optical illusions and classical music, so when a framed illustration of Mozart pops up in my room the photographer in me drives right through and creates something the whole wide world can be curious about. Please note NONE of the photographs are to be used without my permission. My email addresses are indrajitdutta13187@gmail.com and indrohippie@gmail.com. I tweet at @duttaindro. Here's a link to my Facebook page-- https://www.facebook.com/monniker . The photographs can be purchased on the Fine Art America website-- http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/1-indrajit-dutta.html?tab=artwork.

                                         Dog and Dusk

                                        Photographer -- Indrajit Dutta. His email addresses are indrajitdutta13187@gmail.com and indrohippie@gmail.com.  This photograph was taken in Maharashtra, India. He tweets at @duttaindro .

Oracle Pool Paul

 Oracle Pool Paul is a poem dedicated to Paul the Octopus (now deceased) who had a predilection toward predicting the winners in some of the games in the soccer world cup held in South Africa in 2010. Some folks, however, weren't too happy and wanted to eat him alive, no kiddin! Here's how he dealt with them.

Oracle Pool Paul,

    Master Prophesier,

  We hope a Clean

    Bill of Health is

    Comin your way.

   Sure, Oracle Pool Paul,

   Says, Lotsa people

  Over The Moon ,

  The Spanish…Champions!

  They Say It’ll Be

A Hundred Years of

Drinkin, Partyin…Floatin!

Nothin like a good celebration!

Buuut, there are those,

Pretty Cut Up

Gee, They Look Mean,

Me They Warn,

We Got Knives

And of You

We’ll Make a Meal,

I Tell Them,

Hey I Can

Only Pick One,

It’ll all

Fair and Square.

 Now, Paul’s always
 Getting Quizzed About
His Soothsayin Ways,
Why do you always plump for one side?
How Do You Do It?
Is There a Science Behind It?
Intuition, boys, it’s intuition,
Paul’s answer always,
Never forgetting to add,
I am strictly a football soothsayer,
I don’t like draws,
Hence one side earns
 a nod of approval
from my myriad tentacles.

 Now, the sides he din’t fancy,
Well, they were anything but happy,
 Some threatened to SQUISH HIM, SQUISH HIM…
SQUISH HIM SOME MORE,
 till he was nothing but a blob of jelly.

 A Clean Bill of Health Beckons Paul,
 But Boy, It was Touch and Go,
 The Enraged Few Were Intent
on Turning him
 into Eight Legged Soup,
But you know,
Then a funny thing happened,
The enraged few wanted to buy him,
Buy Him!
Yup, buy him,
From the enraged few
 They became contrite with a Big C,
Many of them
were goin through
A rough patch,
They all wanted Him
to be their own personal clairvoyant,
Are things gonna get better?
I am a straggler,
Will I become a millionaire?
Their ready questionnaire,
Anyway, Paul declined,
I am strictly a football soothsayer, he said,
They became the
enraged few once more,
dished out the same threat,
which was to turn
Paul into Eight-Legged Soup,
But by now the octopus
Had flown the coop,
He found safety in his sea-house,
in fact he found
 more than safety,
rumour has it
he never missed an
opportunity to live it up,
more on that in
another write-up.

 Some years later though
Paul the Octopus passed away,
His epitaph read,
I was the first football soothsayer,
Others who’re goin to follow
won’t look like me for sure,
Nor will they be As good as me,
Hell, I should’ve been
Given a Nobel!
You Know… Upon Reflection
I think I Should’ve been
a betting man,
Everything…I mean everything
that I forecast
Checked out,
Could've Made a Million!
Damn!

Hope enjoyed the poem by me. An earlier version of the poem was published by Forward Poetry-- a London-based organisation. I am a writer and journalist from Calcutta, India. Please note the content is not to be used without the author’s permission. If you dig the poem do let the whole world know about it. Name of Author- Indrajit Dutta 

Email addresses of author -- indrajitdutta13187@gmail.com , indrohippie@gmail.com 

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