Please don’t come again. I am good, if not at best, without you. Please just go away. Please, just let me be. It was really difficult To disentangle from your black chains, It was claustrophobic To always be in your embrace. When you are around I am not happy, I am not myself,… Read More Please, please just let me be…
The last time I was here I told you that I was reading Indian literature, and in that somewhere I lost track of what exactly I needed to read and what I wanted to read. You know there is really a very thin line between these two and I seemed to have crossed that route.… Read More An Old Playhouse!
I have my own doubts and reluctance when it comes to this poetry, if at all it can be called one. I wrote it almost a year ago, and have never come about to posting it. So now you know how much I was hesitant to share this with anyone. It has taken me a… Read More Why do You Hide From Me?
I cannot say that I am at a lot of disposal of time these days to have a current reading list, but after my recent circus show in my life, I desperately needed an escape. A real escape. And so I have been drowning myself in books. Before, I would pick up a book and… Read More Current Reading List!
A Long drive, Winds battling speed, Rains drenching your soul. And these words, these beautiful words glorify your thoughts. . “If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again,… Read More I Shall Not Live In Vain!
EMILY DICKINSON 1830 – 1886 I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!
-Emily Dickinson A thought went up my mind to-day That I have had before, But did not finish, – some way back I could not fix the year, Nor where it went, nor why it came The second time to me, Nor definitely what it was, Have I the art to say. … Read More A Poem.