The onset of spring is a big celebration in India. Being from the hills, I have seen this celebration marked over my childhood years and at the age of forty, spring is the time for me to come out of hibernation. Over the years I have believed that I am the evolved version of a... Continue Reading →
The Last Pages of a Class Notebook
I had this supposedly bad habit of doodling or scribbling on the last page of the notebook during class. By middle school I was sitting in the middle benches and by high school I was a back bencher but my academic prowess did not match my choice of seat. The reason I chose the last... Continue Reading →
Autumn – A haiku
The moon smiles, In the pink of Dawn, Autumn has arrived.
Autumn Evenings – A Haibun
The rains have stopped though the humidity continues to persist. Sunrise no longer spreads like neon light into the dawn. Dry winds carry a dusty haze across the horizon. The cacophony of the parrots declares unrest perched high upon the ledge of the twenty-fifth floor. Pigeons silently tread into the silver bill’s bird feeder, pecking... Continue Reading →
real reflectionsof fake images ~Trespassers
reflections of meI don't see ~mirrors
together or not?
you and i hand in hand play a game of being us only us has missed chance the wait of one so near is a lie we yet unearth
Flame of the Forest
Red blooms the Parrot Tree, Carving a niche against the white clouds, Blue sky bows in reverence.