Such a weird creation, this. You know? Inexplicable. Ignorant. Irrationally rational. Unfathomably vile. Ridiculously passionate. Undeniably marvelous. Inciting wars. Keeps fighting. Everyday, all the time. Time, tide, fate, fortune, destiny, emotions, friends, foes, own self. Nobody spared. Maniacally enticing. Enchantingly luring you towards roads and motives best experienced from a mile away. Savagely questioning every […]Read More The Monster..!
I am a small town girl – a quiet, little place tucked by the side of a tiny river (that’s slowly turning into a dry stream). Every Sunday, we have a weekly market with traders coming in from places tinier than ours, to find the best price for their own exotic skill sets. By the […]Read More The Sunday Morning Incense Stick Seller..!
Forever restless at home Perpetually seeking adventures afar Longs for comforting shores as night falls The ever wandering lone star..!Read More Wandering Lone Star..!
All these people you love With fragments of this sinning soul And then scatter to the wind And tides of time and space Tiny universes Of a single person Moving walking talking Dreaming hurting believing Feeling your pain Laughing your laugh Crushed by your failure Exalted by your success So many lives Ripped from a […]Read More The Voldemort in Me..!
Long day Tired bones Muscles spent, To the core A week’s lethargy, Finding it’s way to your heart A soothing lullaby To those chaotic thoughts The caged beast Humming rhythmically No longer hyperventilating Over the next opportunity No rhyme needed No symphony, no sounds You simply want to Run and shout […]Read More Leap of Faith..!
Saturday night. Tea marathon. Fifth re-read of the First in the series. An eleven year old orphan who lived. A half-giant friend. A wonderful Headmaster with twinkling eyes. Two amazing friends. The Mirror of Erised. I show not your face but your heart’s desire. Erised. Not surprising at all, this entity, which kept showing up […]Read More Saturday Nights & The Mirror of Erised..!
Eyes are the portals to a human’s soul, they say. Roam around on a busy street some fine evening and you see so many of them. Staring. Gazing towards nothingness. Inquiring. Searching. For people. For things. For souls? Like minded. Different veined. To go down on a sweet respite trip with. To settle scores with. […]Read More Of Stranger People and Familiar Eyes..!
We live on a lonely planet. Period. Nah, this ain’t one of those late night, insomniac, incoherent headed, caffeine induced conclusions. Neither is this an overdose of Charles Bukowski. This is the sole thing you realize after a quick solo trip. Actually, lonely doesn’t do justice to what it is. Its somewhere between a struggle […]Read More Of Solo Trippin’ & Soul Searching..!
A jagged, out-of-tune song; rumbling, roaring music- Lyrics of sharp, pounding, unspoken words, Like chaotic penance of uncommitted sins: Piercing the caged soul- with every gasping, ragged breath; Unflinching, unapologetic, damning, Numbing void – vacuuming out every little feeling; A thought, your thought- suddenly passes by – I shout: voiceless screams; Eyeing me, it walks, […]Read More Shell..!
The aftermath that comes next to a hangover. You. See, the alcoholic forgot you while he was drunk, when his brain couldn’t process what was happening. When he was weak, so vulnerable. Your thought didn’t cross his mind. But you came back when it was all gone. Or maybe, you are interspersed so deep in […]Read More The Forbidden Sixth Shot..!