The lane is empty Except for the kacchi kairi Kacchi kairi strewn across on both sides. “What is kacchi kairi?” he asks. I turn to him, and give him an imploring look- See for yourself. “All I see is beaten, tattered, useless raw mangoes.” I give him that look again. I smile. I keep walking,Continue reading “A Raving Reminiscence.”
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न जाने क्यों, मुझे उस ढलती शाम के अधूरे चाँद से अलग ही प्यार है. * Somehow, I brace a different kind of love for that half moon, advancing the evening. PS:I know I could have never come up with an English translation, sounding almost the same as the Hindi version; still worth aContinue reading “Half Moon!”
Certainty Of Life!
I most certainly know the way And yet, I am certain that I am lost. I undoubtedly know what’s in for tomorrow, And yet, I am definite that I have no knowledge of tomorrow. I am pretty assured what my past was And yet, I have no notion where I came from. Continue reading “Certainty Of Life!”
A Woman That You Don’t Desire!
I am a woman. I am black, I am white, I am wheatish. I am a woman beyond colour. A woman that you don’t desire. I am fierce, I am wild, I am not feminine, not masculine, I am a woman, beyond qualities and quantities. I am fat, I am too thin, IContinue reading “A Woman That You Don’t Desire!”
The Red Balloon
I was at a carnival, it was more of an ‘Indian mela’ where there are rides for the children and some stalls for you to buy stuff and counters to satisfy your always hungry stomach. I was sauntering around when a young kid passed by and I couldn’t help track him down. My eyes wereContinue reading “The Red Balloon”
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