My Top 25 Songs *Actually 34 **Sorry 40

For those who have shown interest in my Top 25 songs, here goes my playlist.  Songs are my constant companions. I may not listen to them everyday or even in months, but these songs are my ray of hope. They throw me head on in love with people, myself and life. They pull me out…

Not enough words.

There are a lot of emotions that have never been christened. Here are a few I need words for. The emotion for when you think someone did bad to you and you wait for universe to teach them a lesson, but instead you get taught.  * The emotion for when you terribly love someone but…

The Untimed Green

When the afternoon sun suddenly peeped inside Mansi’s room, the vermilion powder on the silver decorative plate popped up as the plate sat quietly on the dressing table. Few rice grains that adorned the water in the silver goblet shone brightly.  Mansi quickly pulled the curtains. The thick dark grey curtains stood like huge bouncers…

There were two notes

There were two notes. ‘I love you.’ & ‘I leave you.’ He had to pick one. He picked, ‘I leave you.’ She stayed silent for a minute, then turned around to pick her bags. Under the handle on her worn out suitcase, a little velvet black box peeped out. Surprised, perplexed, and unable to contain her…

Partners in Poetry : Gayatri & Me

What is art? It is nothing but a spool of inspiration thread, moving between one bead of expression to another. When two poets collaborate, one thing is certain. They will create something that essentially impossible to separate. It is this non-separation that has created a coherence in the world of poetry.  Here Gayatri, an outstanding…

The Ampersand Love

OMG I learnt something exciting today. So as you all know, I love everything about the Ampersand.My nain criteria of liking of font type is basically how their ampersand expresses itself. I look for class and style. I mean, just look at this beauty. The way it sits like a graceful, poised woman. The way…

Story : The Lullaby Of A Birdland

The November auburn sky was ready to dissolve in the vast darkness of the indigo night. The birds were rushing back to their nests, chirping to the rest in the flock to move faster. Behind the clouds, the moon hung like a skinny band of radiance. In the Malik’s residence, soft jazz had found a…

My name ..

Stare at your own name .. It feels so strange.. Like strangers in the bus .. who accidently look at each other .. And quickly look away .. You say your name in your head .. It feels like you found an old dress you used to wear as a kid .. An embarassing color…

No One

No one to hug.. No one to kiss.. No one to find.. No one to miss.. No one to hold to.. No one to share.. No one to call.. No one to care.. No one to run to.. No one asks why.. No one to show wounds to.. No one to cry.. No one to…

A Canopy Of Umbrellas..

I have a dream.. where angels walk with me.. they cajole me.. to my destination.. & beyond.. And on some days.. when my feet threaten to give up.. my dry eyes.. look at the scorching sun.. & complain.. My angels, all hundred of them.. become.. my sacred canopy of.. blissfully quiescent umbrellas.. & smile.. The…