Experiences!!!

It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping and as for me…I’m beaming! Well, maybe I’m exaggerating a bit. But I know the sun is lurking somewhere behind those clouds and I’m sure the birds would be chirping if it were not so cold. I...

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A Happy Story!

She sat at the last seat; it never occurred to her that she should try and move elsewhere, she was accustomed to it now. She enjoyed watching everybody quietly from there, everyday. People laughing, doodling, yawning. There was some absurd satisfaction she derived from observing them. And she blinked...

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Trapped In Pictures

I’ll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there and the moss. I’ll tell you first off, there are no ghosts. I mean the ones that purportedly wait at the end of long corridors for you to catch a glimpse of them and burst a blood vessel. Anyone...

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About A Girl

A succulent piece of meat stared in her face as she stood up from the table. “You will not eat?” No answer. “Why won’t you eat?” “I’m not hungry.” “But its your favourite! I asked Maasa to cook it especially for you.” A glance. “Not today, aunty, thank you.” And gone.…

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The Loss Of Land

Often we are affected deeply when we learn of our roots and of our history. This poem is a representation of a very prominent part of my family history. The poem is a very basic illustration of how the land owner in Kerala reacted when he was faced with...

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The Ghastly Vicissitudes of Childhood

These times are like Christmas for children. From the cheerful yellow of McDonalds to the various game parlours cropping up like mushrooms in urban India, children seem to be enjoying the festival (even in the sweltering summer heat!). But all is not merry about this perpetual Christmas- it is...

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Madeline

Her heart shaped lips are sculpted shut in the lemon light of the lamp. Her liquid eyes gaze at me, and yet in a way, not at me. A sea rages in those eyes, a gargantuan wave crashes over and I look sharply away, stung by the salt spray...

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Oh Dada

“Oh Dada! Where are you headed? This is a one-way only corridor” “I am headed to my native place. I believe the train is discharging from that platform?” “No, no! Where have you been living Dada? That platform has been a ghost platform for two years now!...

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Poisoned Rationality

Dusty, in the heat, There’s dust in my face, Dust in my gullet, And dust in my clothes.     There’s dust around me, Rising like a whirling cloud, Ready to engulf me, In its dusty clout.  …

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Inexplicable Funk.

The images that greet me with my morning coffee Are of mutilated bodies, murderers with a smile. I feel a twinge of pity, and an overwhelming anger But I turn to the meaningless pages inside Which talk of pretentious people And their exaggerated lifestyles.…

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The Election

On the 25th of November, 2004, a phone rang in a small, but elegantly decorated room in Vasant Vihar, New Delhi. A man spoke into it, and hung up.   Walking casually to the door, he barked some orders to the men standing outside, who started stripping the room of all...

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I’ll Be Watching You

I listened to her strumming the guitar, and stared in awe, secretly wishing I could play just as well and make it seem so effortless. Even though I know how to play the guitar, I stopped learning in 2 months. I probably know only 5 chords out of which...

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Oh Beautiful Silence

 It wasn’t the words that were harsh,  But their weight.   Then the dam developed cracks, slowly giving way,  Little water seeping through cracks  So you looked back,  Am I to feel gratified?…

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Trek of civilisation

The hill is steep, The climb is rough; Her brows creased with marks of toil. She lifts her eyes to the space above And clambers on, her rags are soiled. With the blood and sweat of years gone by, She clambers on and hopes to find, A clear blue sky beyond the clouds. She had learnt, from...

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Lost soul

Mellow hues of a blood red sun, Caste crimson shadows on my grave. Acrid whiff of forgotten memories, Embrace me tenderly as I lay- A lost soul, lingering on Tell me my love, where I went wrong The tall grass bends its tumid head, Anxious to cover my disfigured face. Flowers soaked in tears, spread Their fragile petals...

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Khaled’s Last Dream

The energetic ring of the phone was what eventually woke Khaled up. Seeing his mothers name flashing across the screen he regretted having stirred. “What more could the woman want?” he wondered. He had given her an apartment that paid her a princely rent. And yet...

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Kallisti

Once upon a time, just beyond the river lay a kingdom in the shadow of its former glory. The king married off his only son to the most beautiful woman he could find, hoping she’d bring luck with her. Alas, the...

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The Tale of Two Poets

Every King has his kingdom and every kingdom has its best. But in the land of Fidzara two poets sought to be blest. Every man and every child had chosen but the women couldn’t agree “Each artist’s art is unique”, they said “regardless of birth, status or pedigree”. …

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Thoughts Underneath A Broken Chimera

Sipping her already-warm Iced Tea, Alekya smiled.   “Why does growing up almost always mean growing apart? Has it all worked out into this…rule that says parts of who you were slowly fade out in succession as the light years go by? Although…I do admit I pushed away people, I severed...

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One Tuesday…

‘Hurry up, we’re getting late.’ ‘Can’t you wait a second? Let me lock the door.’ Sahana gazed at her brother Ashish and then at her watch. ‘There is still time’, she reasoned, ‘unless the traffic gives too much trouble…’ ‘Let’s go.’ ‘Taxi, TAXI’ ‘Haan saab, where do you want to go?’ ‘Churchgate railway station and...

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Melting Watches

Weary eyes, they close to a brilliant light an azure sunset, tinted with pink and white blue sky and blue sea, come together and shine and my tired mind melts, is lost to time...   Puckered lids, coarse brown and oaken face blue veined hands like branches, breasts sans grace conjuring dreams, memories of a beauty...

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Killing The Dead

This poem is dedicated to all those people, especially women and children who continue to suffer in Sudan and other war ravaged places in this world. The heat, swallowing up the parched earth, hot winds turning them blind, somewhere in the distance, they saw the horses and sound of swords swinging high; with...

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The Butterfly

Amorphous shadows lay deathly still As the purest of blood did flow…… Once a creature of light, the butterfly- Shrouded in darkness, died… alone The twisted wings cast a broken pattern- An uneven tapestry etched into the night A broken memory from when the butterfly did fly… Through the sleepy hues of my mind... …

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The Woman In Red

The window opposite mine opened. A hand poked out tentatively, as the owner felt the temperature outside. Satisfied, a clothesline was strung out, and various items, freshly laundered, were hung out to dry. That was my first acquaintance with the Woman in Red. The Woman in Red had moved into our...

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My Final Hour As A Condemned Man

The music has finally faded away; it keeps drifting in and out of my mind. I cannot seem to remember what song it was. I hardly have time for such contemplation. I do not mean to be churlish but there are things on my mind that are far more...

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Multiculturalism – Synonym Of Development

From a multiculturalist’s perspective, no political doctrine or ideology can represent the full truth of human life. Each of them – be it liberalism, conservatism, socialism or nationalism – is embedded in a particular culture, represents a particular vision of the good life, and is necessarily narrow and partial....

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Opium Haze

Underneath the open sky Studded black with stars up high Stretched out in an open field Two fingers approach my lips; A contemplative look. Sleep leaden eyes Urge the first long drag: I’m smoking pot. Because I’m a student And this is what students do. A slow exhale As rings fly And tendrils creep Assailing my nose With the woody smell Of Education. “It’s a...

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The Twist.

”Please sit” he gently tells me. Courteous, polite and neat-looking, I suppose I have no reason to worry about it. Sitting at the back of the car while he drove would be rather disrespectful given that… As I fasten my seat-belt, we slowly drive out of the parking lot...

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A Portrait of Me

This portrait you have just bought? It’s a portrait of me. You are currently reading this diary of mine because I ordered it to be given to whomsoever purchased the portrait. Read on stranger.   I did not have this painting commissioned, my wife did. She thought it would please...

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Bread Crumbs

‘Will you lock the door when you come? The keys are on my table’ ‘Yup, I’ll be there in a minute.’ ‘Be careful not to get caught by you know who’, he said with a wink. ‘I will. I’ll walk with a swagger so that no one gets to know…’ ‘Are you sure...

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Travesty, today; forever.

Oh you can pretend to fill a room With three great artists’ paintings, Straighten the plush Turkish carpet On your marble topped floor You can stroke the red mahogany desk And arrange your Mesopotamian relics Stack Kurosawa films In your brand new DVD floor Decorate your wall covering bookshelf With hard bound names Live a finer life Away...

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A Quiet Corner Of The World

I’m supposed to be happy. My life’s purpose fulfilled, and my vows lived up to in their most glorious vehemence. But I do not feel so. I don’t understand this. I don’t understand this at all. Why? Why not the freedom yet? Where is the light? Where is the...

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Stones and diamonds

She picked it up from the road. Turning it carefully in her hands, she observed it from all angles. Disappointed, she threw it away. ‘Today’s been a bad day. I haven’t got much…’ she thought. ‘Let me look farther. Maybe there’ll be something there…’ She walked along, her shoeless...

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Baba – My Man of History

I’m in a good place in my life right now. I didn’t see this phase coming, but for the first time in years and years, I’m happy – with myself, my life choices and how everything’s worked out for me. I’m thirty one, as old as my mother was...

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Smoke and Mirrors

Life, I say, is a perfect bitch I mean, look what she does to you She lets you think she’s under your thumb All sweet and docile, if you please And the next thing you know You’re locked inside the tiger’s cage Left to face her beloved pet’s rage And when you’re on the brink of...

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4 AM Thoughts

The clock ticks away, minutes to sunrise. The body so cozy, weary to rise. But a call is heard, a beckoning. Feet hit the cold floor, against its wanting. Or is it guilty conscious that does arrive?  The mind thinks aloud, do what you want to. The heart feels within, let the emotion flow in...

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A silent prayer…

A silent prayer I offer thee, Accepted it gets, I hope it be. Though not in crime I consciously be, A hope I have, thou shalt forgive me. The heinous world in which I subside, Where money rules, and people divide. Where power is what makes world go on a ride, And truth is what everyone...

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Victory unintentional

They prostituted their body and mind Never knowing what they left behind Men of valour, men of fame, They won it all, got ahead in the game… Only to realize what they have found, Is not what they were looking for. I watch them struggle across the twig light gray Their naked bodies bleeding of...

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Sparkling cyanide

Its pitch black I can’t see a thing I’ve tried turning back, But fragile memories from the past, Pierce my eyes Like shards of glass.  There is nowhere to hide, No road to follow. Except the sparkling cyanide, Glistening like the first snow. It is calling me, Intoxicating me With visions of paradise. Freedom form my farcical existence, An escape from this shell...

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The Void

Let’s call him M. No one knew him really, he was the kind who melted into the background, the kind of figure you saw everyday– in the cinema, at red lights, in grocery stores, in the parks. His suit was always carefully brushed, his worn boots polished, his tie...

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Frankie’s Fault

Frankie wished she could say something. She could never talk when it was needed. Usually she reveled in quiet but now the silence of the hospital room oppressed her. It made her shrink and writhe with displeasure. She wanted to run, scream, kick, make a sound; do anything, anything...

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Through the looking glass

I try not to step inside the powder room of my studio. There are too many mirrors, and mirrors ask uncomfortable questions.   *.   What do you see when you look at yourself? The curve of your cheek. An errant lock of hair. Wrinkles, frown lines, laugh lines, and worry lines of a...

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THE OTHER SIDE

‘What’s his name?’ ‘Was he an auto driver?’ ‘Listen to me… I demand an explanation. Now.’ ‘Do you have any idea where he might be?’ Silence. Silence. Her silence was deafening. She furiously chopped the onions, the knife narrowly missing her thumb. ‘Can’t you hear me?’ I screamed. She...

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ACTIONS

I was walking, with the birds and the bees, and the children and the trees, but I was walking… I was running, with the aunty to the kitty party . . .

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