- Akram
Akram is dead. Brutally dead. Painfully dead, Maggot eaten dead. Was he human, for the world around him?Who knows? For he died like an animal, Screaming and rotting. He had a mother, a sister a brother. But most of all, he was mourned by his hen. For his mother, his sister, his brother and hisContinue reading “Akram” - Vini
Twelfth standard or HSC is hard and what you do in that one year can make or break your life – or so they used to program us kids in my day. So when the year began, the tuitions amped up, the homework stretched into nights and the tests became the incessant reminders of howContinue reading “Vini” - No More Goodbyes
I am never again doing a goodbye. I am tired of goodbyes. I think I have had my very unfair share of goodbyes for someone only hitting their late thirties … I think I am numb now. You know… like how your leg feels, or doesn’t feel when you get up after sitting cross leggedContinue reading “No More Goodbyes” - The Break-up Bench
And yet another love story ended on me.Have you ever imagined having the butt end view of love stories? Pun intended.Well, you see….destiny has decreed that that’s what my life will be.I was born here.Right in front of this lake.Let me see…It must have been some seventy years back. More? Maybe. See, Sameer there, belowContinue reading “The Break-up Bench” - A Pigeon-y Tale
Pinky felt a pit in her stomach. As if the world was ending. A flux of terror, doom and guilt stormed within her as the frightened, confused and desperate cries for help filled the air.They were trapped. All twenty of them. The net was strong and tight. It cut through their soft wings and delicateContinue reading “A Pigeon-y Tale” - Rewriting Red
“Which color?” “Not Red” – I typed. Then deleted. Do you seriously erase a color from your palette for a person? Is that a thing. It shouldn’t be a thing. “Um .. shades of blue?” I typed back. “Ah…well, this model doesn’t really do blue that well. Are you open to shades of red? ItContinue reading “Rewriting Red” - Grumpy’s Mornings
“I don’t do mornings” – that’s a tshirt I am going to be asked to get cremated in. I DON’T DO MORNINGS -I want to shout it out from the top of my terrace and let the whole town know. I don’t do mornings – I want to put that up as the work IMContinue reading “Grumpy’s Mornings” - Abandoned!
No…no no no no no….Nooooooo!She can’t do that. How could she do that? She did that!No….Help! Help! Help! ………. I’m drowning!No wait. I am not drowning, I am floating. But I’m floating away. Far far away. And …and I’m alone. Nooooo! Why couldn’t she have let both of us go. Why only me? ……… I’veContinue reading “Abandoned!” - Love and Beyond : The First Date– Part 1
Natasha should have known that it was going to end in tears. Because it began in tears. Lots of tears. She had been peeling onions for dinner that evening when they matched. “Buzz Buzz. You have a new bee in the hive” – The yellow notification popped on her phone. She didn’t even have toContinue reading “Love and Beyond : The First Date– Part 1” - Ghosted! Anonymous
Hey sunshine….Good morning. – Amit texted, even before his eyes agreed to open completely.…..He waited. The last three weeks had been amazing. After years and years of swiping right and sleeping around and jumping from one affair into another. Sometimes wading through, sometimes sneaking out of, sometimes quietly disappearing and sometimes reluctantly wiggling out ofContinue reading “Ghosted! Anonymous” - Edge of the World
The beach on a moonless night, is as close to magic as I have ever experienced.The beach on a solitary moonless night, pristine, quiet and empty is an experience that is divine and eternal. Even for an atheist.Masala had followed me from home across the polished private route through The Lalit, inspite of several discouragingContinue reading “Edge of the World” - A Match Unmade in Traffic
The wedding went well. Small, happy event. Natasha was given special mention by both families and gifted generously. She was embarrassed and happy as she left the reception and waited for her cab. Tomorrow was a big day. She had a sequence of meetings lined up with prospective funding agencies. The campus entrepreneurship cell hadContinue reading “A Match Unmade in Traffic” - My Portal to Peace – Sunset Point
I felt peace. It was 2 am in the morning, or the night.The sky was clear. Sparkling. Literally. With a million stars and the seven of my favourites, the saptrishi, were right above. At the perfect viewing angle.The moon was the right shape. Not the boring full circle. But the elegant crescent, placed right amidstContinue reading “My Portal to Peace – Sunset Point” - A Second Chance
It was Oct 19, 2023. Neha was in a fair on the shores of Narmada, on one of her many solo self-discovery travels, when she saw a tent of an old witch like fortune-teller. She didn’t believe in astrology but she still stepped in, just out of curiosity. The aura in the tent felt ancient,Continue reading “A Second Chance” - Version 2.0
At the peak of the mountain, she sat on a ledge The rustling wind twirled up her tiny curls As the first light of dawn, crept up the sky’s edge Two tears glistened in the first light, like pearls. Just two, for that was her budget, for joy. In the year gone by, she hadContinue reading “Version 2.0”
Every person born (and every dog too) lives an exceptional story. But not all are written and few are known. I am one of those hopeless romantics who sees a story, of love, of peace, of wonder, of fear, of rage, of strength, of kindness and of laughter in the everyday world around.
This blog is a consolidation of
(1) my poems which come out of pure passion
(2) my stories that are never outside of real life
(3) my rants, that are penned while some issue really bugs me to the core
(4) my photographic creations
(4) my cycle chronicles that are small anecdotes and thoughts that occur to me in the presence of my very adorable cycle and
(5) some status messages over facebook that have given me the confidence that someone or the else is reading and relating all the time.
Please do read and drop a comment or hit a like or subscribe if the blog intrigues you. I am learning to present my stories and songs better so any criticism is welcome 🙂
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