Mistaken

Mistaken over a glass of juice, saw drinking behind a glass-door it was one fine afternoon, time for siesta post the sunny noon a peaceful mountain valley lives around the hut, with abundant trees and birds, twittering since the time of dawn. Saw throats moving sip by Sip enjoying the flavour and tongues Swiping theContinue reading “Mistaken”

Sequel

I am a lucky one. Now people curious as to why I am calling myself the lucky one may need to read “First Rain” to comprehend the matter. The one who has created me and these clouds – them even carrying so much water, do not come falling down with the weight – made meContinue reading “Sequel”

First Rain

So, monsoon with “mitti ki soondhi khushbu” and accompanying relief from the blazing summer sun is here. At last! Masha’Allah. Today, our day started with rainy clouds and the blessed sound of rain. What a morning! Who else knows, how does it feel to sit under the vast blue sky turned dark with the impendingContinue reading “First Rain”

Tough talk

You know, time is precious. In terms of business people talking, time is money. For me, time is learning. We all have heard the phrase, “sands of time”. There are two most precious things in this world, in my humble but confident opinion; time and Innocence. Of course there are others. Well, innocence is theContinue reading “Tough talk”

In the Name of Love

Prologue Heer was sitting on a bedstead set at the roof. It was a clear night and moonlight was illuminating everything; the mountains, the trees, wrinkles of her face, the straight unsmiling lips and shadows hidden in her eyes. Her eyes were trained on her hands lying in her lap.   “so, I am old now.”Continue reading “In the Name of Love”

The bloody globe

I just want peace was my litany So deprived of this word my ears I feel blood seeping from my eyes Rather than tears And I taste the taste of copper My tongue wary of food it touches That rivers have flown of this blood On this very earth               What do I tell of myContinue reading “The bloody globe”

I am a woman

I was not thinking about it but it just came to me The moment of truth, the realisation That in moral, I am not independent And all because I am a woman They blow the horns of deception and lies Keep singing you are independent But the whisper behind the hands reach to me OnContinue reading “I am a woman”

I am and I am not.

Sitting there on the table, drinking tea I am just a dot sometimes needed and sometimes not I was dispersing like smoke Scattered like wind a fist full of colour or a misty smog dying the sky or a summer song like in the morn I saw when and it was not when, it wasContinue reading “I am and I am not.”

LOve

love, love, love…love. I am sick of it. It is everywhere and, I mean, everywhere like COVID 19(Just to make you understand). That greatly looked for, vied for, great, great love that is not so great. If only. You may also wish for the moon. This love is talk of the town. Meaning, our globe.Continue reading “LOve”