Awake

I saw a woman happily walking home, alone, at 12 AM. And then I woke up. The society is a marketplace, everyone is a customer; everyone, is a marketer. We’re so good at branding: any woman who shows up with a guy at a public place is ‘branded’ a slut. I wonder why the guy…

Maybe.

I’d pour all my hopes into a jar and store them in the attic, if you promise you’ll come back, tell me you’d stay. I put myself to sleep drinking a glass of water and dreams but tonight, it’s just emptiness and me. The door is half open, windows are half shut and I rummage…

The twins.

“They hate each other. Neither wants to see their faces, fueled by jealousy and pride. The elder one the fire, the younger, a shadow. One brings light and the other, the night. The shadow steals light and light overshadows the night. They say the gods have separated them to sustain life for together they bring…

Attraction.

I’m in the orbit, you be my sun; I’ll be your man, you be my earth. Pull me close, pull me down; Make me go round and round.. Your presence, my gravity.

So is life.

My heart is a crystal ball with an ecosystem inside. It expands in summers, contracts duringthe winters and celebrates a good rain. The sun shines through the woods of faith, waters of love flow around, like blood in veins. smell the soil and air, there’s life everywhere. Emotions and feelings live and breathe; eat and…

Time

I looked for you along the borders of my mother’s embroidered saree, under the shade of mango trees in scorching summers and amidst the books I found a world in; I called for you in the rain as I ran toward my house; wondered where you went when she was in my arms and I…

Desire

I wanted my life to be a fable; so I had become the story teller. The world, my audience and I, a liar. I wished for them to be merry; so they have become my joke and I, their jester. I desired for nothing; but the world had become desirable and I, miserable.

It’s me.

I look at the door and wait for a knock. I hear nothing. I look at the window and the light that falls through, but it’s still dark. I let a squeal out, like a rat. Is anybody there?I hear a knock on the wall. It’s my elbow.I am there.

Begin again. – collaboration

I’ve felt moments embody eternities, posing to be forever. I’ve had forevers, fast and fickle. There were times when The slightest of touch echoed deep within. There were touches that stopped time and then there were lives that ended, Only to begin again. In collaboration with Anushka.

Migraine

There’s a riot inside my head. I lay my ass down on the staircase, not fatigued but just in case. A million thoughts surge through my brain; a fatal collision and a decided division between the past and present indicate an unwanted descent of my sanity. Insanity. I laugh like a clown, draw doodles on…

Cut it!

Parental Logic eludes me, Y’know. I told my dad this morning I’m sick and he goes “Go get a haircut, why do you think you’re sick all the time?” What???

The path

Even if I knew, I couldn’t beEven if I could, I wouldn’t beEven if I would, I still have to know I might walk, but I see no pathThere might be a path, but I can’t believeIf belief is the path, I dare not tread In response to her majesty Nawazish. Also, here’s my Instagram…

Little things

I count on little things like blessings. The morning coffee, that last scoop of ice cream, bed, pillows, sheets, half read books, half eaten cookies, videogames and a hell lot of sleep. I take the same route to work, I miss public transport and the random people I encounter. The staircase keeps me company, it…

Rhyme for today

In the red house lives the red lady; she dances by herself in her red gown, the husband is out of town. In the blue house lives the short lady; juggling routines, chasing life. She’s got the blues. The other house isn’t green, concealed amidst the trees; There are flowers and bees but the lady,…

Presence

From the reflections in wine glasses to stained mirrors that show us our faces, I noticed our hair grow long and cut short; clothes go tight and loose but the cassette player atop the shelf kept playing the same old tunes. I wonder why we never listened to anything else. There were photos up the…

Life / bliss

Younger dreams of yesteryears haunt my world. They come to me, calling. I hide underneath the blanket of darkness, afraid to close my eyes. I dare not peek, for I know they can see me. Closing my eyes to one is opening into another. Life is an aftermath, like a consequence for the sins of…

Giving in

When you’re bound for long enough, bondage becomes the essence and chains become body. The pain that runs within cannot be seen without. It has become your salvation. Every cry is a prayer; every tear, a regret justified. No angels to lift you up; they’re dead too. You better get used to ‘never’, this is…

ages / seasons

I can smell the summer, taste the monsoons and see the winters in people’s eyes. They keep passing like climate; sometimes warm, sometimes cold and pouring. I don’t remember a weather report that’s accurate, just like people. They come and go for reasons unknown (at least to me). She waved at me the first time…

Passing

As tall as the tree grew, way back in 2002; a cold Wednesday morning, I rushed to the terrace and watched the skies as birds flew. Guessed it’s wherever or nowhere, I think I prayed a time or two. He still stood there, that silly old fool and I knew; walked to it, said “I…

Consumed

The world is pink with faces tattooed with innocence. Everyday life greets me with an open mind, winds, chimes and abundance. The rivers that flow inside my body leak through my fingernails, from the bites that cut my skin. Unknown faces sang for each other, distances that separated are also the roads that connected every…

Distance

When her majesty collaborates. I walk a spiral. Sometimes up, sometimes down but most of the time, I’m unaware and numb. At least I’m moving. I see nothing but the spiral that I … Distance

Grievance

My grave would tell you stories; floating whispers in the air. The trees speak to you, just read the lines on the leaves, written in green and yellow hues. I wish I could sit there and listen sometimes, listen to all the words unspoken, smiling over the life that has been undone; tell you I’m…

Routine – collaboration

I reminisce the same old memories, cry for the same reason, laugh at the same joke and write the same thing over and over again. Life itself is repetitive, what’s there in routine? There is a rhythm in chaos. I sway to the beats of psychedelic laughter; memories sneak out of my eyes and roll…

One more night

Through the tear drenched alleyways of memories, I walk the path of thorns inching through my skin, smiling and thinking of you. I still remember, the sky rained promises that night; why only nights? I’m scared of sunlight. The autumn has come now. No sign of clouds that carried our dreams. I look at the…

Crisis

I’ve seen the sky change colours, world change seasons and people, their faces. If only I had known I wore one; I’ve heard that words lose meaning, life loses purpose and heart, hope. I travelled this far and long, my love, through the skies and masquerades To the end of purpose and edges of hope…

War

In between your arms lies my kingdom; you, my queen and your body, the promised land. Our feelings are the catalyst and our love, a crusade. We are now at war.

Lethargy

A spoonful of eternity in my coffee and a pinch of chocolate, that’s all I need this morning. All the time in the world is never enough to do the things I want to. “why?” I ask myself. I know the answer, I don’t know what I want. There are emotions littered on my bed…

Cripple

He’s non compos mentis; athree legged dog hungry for a run. There are stars that you can’t chase; those are what he went after. Day after day, night after night. What did he want? He never knew; If only he could get his hands on one. The universe is filled with such things, one as…

Home

Stars shrinking into oblivion, it’s all black and so are my eyes. The speed I’m moving at, slightest of touch can turn me into a jelly, flesh and bones splattered in a second. Planets roll like marbles; the gas giants, near-far, far-near. I smell sulfur. When you go beyond up and above, there are no…

Alright??

If it were that easy to start over again, we wouldn’t be living this life how we live it; this way. Words are fancy. Life is hard. No matter what we do, what’s set to motion cannot be stopped. We can alter courses that’s all. So don’t talk about changing the past, don’t lament the…