If I'm a miser, so be it. I like my darshini coffee Butter masala dosa on Sundays A MH quarter once in a while. What do you notice first When you enter Starbucks or taco bell? I notice the lights. In a country, Still struggling to electrify villages, There are five tube lights Covered with … Continue reading If I’m a miser, so be it.
i A young wife, The new born suckling at her breast Rain pouring on the portico Waits. For a letter from the husband. Who, now long dead, Body still to be found in the ice of siachen. Another army rescue mission gone awry. ii Above the ebbing Godavari From a nest meticulously built To prevent … Continue reading –
You ran into me at the supermarket With a bag full of orange oranges. How ecstatic you were When I asked you to move in with me To my fourth floor apartment I couldn't afford the rent for. A two storied building Personified the claustrophobia Of those clustered minds You once lived with. Some of … Continue reading Aphrodite
He, will make me a sexist She, will make me a feminist I'll stick to calling God, It, A neutral standpoint for the paradox I'm to deal with. Karanth in one of his books asks, Why is it that God needs a human form? Why give it a gender? Is the concept of its existence … Continue reading Paradox : God
There are two staircases, My father built. The first one is at the back of the house. It's completely brick and mortar, No trace of metal at all. On either side, there are strong solid support walls almost 3 feet high. That meant, when I was 5, And sat on the middle step, Mother could … Continue reading Oldest memory in my house
I sat up all night practicing my favourite Beatles songs. Was taking her on a date the next day. Hypothetical situation? Yes. Both of them? Yes! Every time I spoke to her Over text messages and voice calls Standing at one end of my square room I Prepared myself for that day. Bike ride and … Continue reading Perfect Date
Equipped with the smartest phone in the market, My grandpa downloads an astrology app! I'm told, my cross threads(brahminical ceremony) not happening Is purely because my father has not done enough good deeds! That poor man has tolerated a hooligan like me for 25 years now! What more does the world expect of him? Mum … Continue reading Evolution God and the humour.
On the bed that your wife left empty For someone who could talk to her all night You roll. Unhindered, unperturbed. The blinds in the bedroom remain down Pillow covers have creases all over. Too lazy to even empty your ashtray, Had a penchant for darkness, haven't you? Except for Neela who visits you twice … Continue reading On the bed that your wife left empty
She could remember only his silhouette now. It was a dull night, the moon, half, in the background Even with the noise, she could faintly hear him unzip. No, not noise. The habit of carrying her headphones had stuck, Can't precisely point if it was after the third or the fourth instance, It gave her … Continue reading “You know, where to find me”
I want peace to last as long as wars have. I want to fill my bedroom wall with posters. Posters of what? I don't know. In the search for a purpose to this life I want to motorcycle through 4 feet wide village roads, Paddy, growing on either side. When I make my own breakfast … Continue reading Tommorow.