It has been a long time since I wrote a morning ten-minute rant. But for the past couple of days, the pot is boiling in my head and the stock simmering just ready to bubble out. Today the boiling point was reached and here I am. I don't know if God is a man or... Continue Reading →
Broken
I looked into the shattered mirror. Shards of my face scattered on the floor. “Why would someone leave such a mess behind? He has I have OCD, I say he has CMD… Compulsive Messy Disorder” I waited for him. We will be meeting after two weeks. We decided to move in together after our last... Continue Reading →
To Love Him/To Love Him Not
He said that he loved meI chose to hear... notFor the clichéd words don't fool me not anymore He said that he loved meI chose to hear... notCause I am afraid of loving backtill my heart gets soreHe said that he loved meI chose to hear notThough his words laced with winewere delicious as S'moreHe... Continue Reading →
Siempre
Siempre I came across this word Siempre while watching Spielberg’s The Westside Story (remake of the 1961 musical). I read this word before somewhere in a statement by the singer Madonna, the word remained though I did not delve deep to find its meaning. The word came up once again, this time in the movie... Continue Reading →
Every Colour Dahlia
Every Color Dahlia The city haze covers the dawn. The sun rays hide in the misty gaze of my view that spreads across the horizon. Last, when I checked it was still termed as fog and not smog, and the air is breathable so I take the liberty of looking at the scene positively. The... Continue Reading →
The Return Of Spring – A Haibun
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 →
Skeletons of the Past
I have lived my life in phases. Of course, the writing phase never went out of style but I have had my share of quirky phases (continue to do so in a controlled environment) and I was never embarrassed to carry them along.I have had my ink blue nail paint phase, my kolhapuri chappal phase,... 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 →
A Slice of Cheshire Moon
Sometimes there is night with clear starry sky when clouds are at bay and the eyes try to figure out constellations from old grandma's stories. The breeze just can't remain still and slowly tiptoes around brushing past our skin. That is the night when the moon glows with a Cheshire Smile. Writers and poets are... Continue Reading →
Break-Up Story
Read the Heart's feelings top to bottom ↓ (heart) Fuck off! (head) (head) Can we amicably sort this out? (heart) (heart)The hell out of my life (head) (head) We can still be friends (heart) (heart) I don't want to see your face (head) (head) I will be around when you need me (heart) (heart) I loved... Continue Reading →