a twig in the hair
they say "you're going home, are you excited?" i smile, nod, even utter a word here and there. but my mind, unable to comprehend the bizzareness of this...
tulsi
". I want to be left alone to my devices. I want to stare at the moths that come and go through the door. I want to put my legs against the wall and scratch...
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A room, another seasonA house, another countryA city, my ambitionThat city, your home
solitaire seventies sane-love
this small poemthat i write here sitting from office in Delhi, reading these words rising out like embers from a near-dead firewhat do i say to you,i a...
the solitary weeper
ruefully mulling over the loss of some clog that morning in the corner keeping to itself, the flow continues collecting shadows and reflections a bird...
2009, kashyap and ors.
I remember watching Dev.D in Wave cinemas Lucknow exactly five days after I'd turned 18. It was a good movie month/couple of months. On my birthday I had...
coke float and limericks
I woke up well before the crack of today’s dawn. An arranged pickup car with a driver arrived at my doorstep. “Vannakkam madame” “Hello sir” I didn’t bother...
incomplete work
my friend committed suicide by drinking herself to deathever feel like being shot in the chest when you are wide awake listening to pink floyd's timethis...
its seven degrees
its winters outside and what do i do do i roast a potato or warm my hands do i read a book or make tea do i drink wine or collude warm water with rum will...
a photograph, a note, a camera, a street
My phone The camera, the front view camera is back It’s almost as if I have eyesight back again After almost three full months, I got the callow front camera...
s a f e z o ne
They languor in the everyday sun in their eyesConstantly talking with their half-shut eyesThey observe, absorb but do not reportAlmost jumping lazily on...
i name her aarzoo
There’s a very cute girl right now in the metro. Right across from me. She must be around 14-15 years old. Tiny. Thin. Like a fresh tendril, a tulip flower....
new year, cheer
Lets continue not thinking.Let’s continue talking about "important" things and snoring away into the new days and nights into itLet’s carry on in the defense...
zehnaseeb
The alone of the night can maybe cup my in its palms.. Where I can feel belonged to even if it's just to the void... Tonight I don't want to sleep... Though...
despatches from an absolutely everyday-day
Page blues The furniture of sadness What does it take to deboard Where do we go With this pinch blue darkness That pure flirtation of saying each other's...
A (very) Merry (soggy) Christmas!
A dream, a tin box in the dream. A tin box that looks so beautiful and useful. A tin box, creaked at its hinges. A tin box that's rusted, but that rust only...
capital @ 3am
You can sense a silence An echo of doom from the histories Haunts the city Jauntily stroking the mansions and garden lawns Trickling down through the...
it's over
head bowed down, he makes himself a cup of coffee i don’t know what coffee, so i assume its black he wears kurtas on most days its almost as if he's heard...
what happens at 5:58am
wee hours of December 19 There was an earthquake. Right now. My bed shook violently. Actually the headboard. I heard it. For approximately one second. And...
perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...
I sit there staring at the never ending oblivion of people’s faces passing me by. A face, all too cute and pink in the glow of the winter sun catches my eye....
