Breathing in the Sunrise!

We are in lockdown once again. This time the enthusiasm to save the word is dented by real data of people suffering. The chefs of last year have calmed and indulgence is at its lowest. But nature is still at work. It never stops healing. In between all the manmade chaos, I take a moment...

Seeking My Inner Buddha

In that moment of icy despair, when the soul lay bare The mind was enthralled as the illusive veil before the eyes was torn away. The veil had condemned and ostracized, all that was a part of my being And I was looking westward always waiting for the sun to set and let a new...

Rest In Peace – A Sonnet

For the lives we lost in 2020 - 21... Resonating metal sounds We clapped and clanged Bringing the house down Lockdown came with a bang He who stood tall With merely plastic shields Like a fortress wall Between our panic and pandemic And then the blistering feet covered thousands of miles Some reached half dead,...

But It Is Just A Night!

Death lingers in the air. Every second phone call is heart crunching. Sometimes I feel may be this is Kal Yug, the actual time for death and devastation. And the cause had to be man! Sometimes I feel it is nature doing its balancing act but then when I see the good people actually losing...

The Songs That Linger

Rust stains the iron trunk cover that once adorned embroidered cherry blossoms hanging from each corner. The faint lavender fragrance that once lingered in the air is now lost to the moldy smell that hangs around like the dead. The four poster bed no longer creaks like the old woman who once rested on its...

Reasons

They stood there, heads buried in the sand Bodies shivering in fear... waiting “This too shall pass” they said Maybe they had their reasons They burnt the wayfarer blood stained their hands He looked suspicious “Just look at his clothes,” they said Maybe they had their reasons They took her to the darkness And devoured...

Meera, Not Radha (Narcissist’s Lover)

It lingers... The words may be silent but the music, the rhythm and the shiver lingers with your song. Our song, you had said. I whispered the words into your ears and you created sheer poetry out of those stupid lines I mumbled. “Shayari... Ahem!” I laughed. “Ghazal,” you said. “That is what you are...

Unapologetic

No matter which corner of the world you go to, you will find them. They have different silhouettes but the same soul. Not a favourite among the socially bind in fact they are deemed scary. Broom dwellers, Pointy hats, black cats... when they are around people seem wary. I will not go global, let us...

Lockdown Diary – A Year of Learning

21st March - One year since the Lockdown in India took place. From cribbing about the government to saluting the unsung heroes we have come a long way. Today I share with you words of a lady who came to India from China with her son for Christmas break and initially what seemed like an...

Sword in the Scabbard

I fit into your scabbardnot because I am made for it. It is because I adjusted myselfto take the curve withoutmy blades cutting into the leather. You hold me like you ownfor the handle takes the shapeof your fist and succumbs to your grip. But remember it is just the handle...it is just the handle...