A Mélange of memoirs, fiction, short stories, verses, book reviews and uncorked angst.
Disquieted and quietened we stand, the pair of us at the brink of the Internet, conjoined and disjointed at the splice of consciousness and a unique resource locator. Beguiled enough to have waited for ages, we have figured it’s time to unwait for Godot. For many months now, I have woven ghazals out of the […]
The hurricane sits in the trees, the earthquake in the grass,
Shall I kiss the poison ivy, or cuddle the snake in the grass?
Afterwards, I shall be a mote swirling at your window, Without a breath, or a heartbeat, ringing at your window. Noon has stumbled through the half-wicked buildings, Like a blemish upon the wooers singing at your window. Stinging are the curses that are uttered in the bazaar, For weaving the gossamer, now swinging at your […]
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? Bruce hadn’t achieved much in his life. There was one thing, however, he could do: he could be the first in the history of the world to climb one particular peak of the local mountain range. Reaching the top of this peak had been an insurmountable problem for…
Each night I bleed a part of my soul to her beauty, Silken words awaken to fill up the hole to her beauty. A lone moon is treading forth the liminal dust of evening, The dying sun has hitched a veil of kohl to her beauty. Is that a beeline of suitors to the bounty […]
Old lesions fester and seep in the cavern of tonight, Dark thoughts gather and weep in the cavern of tonight. A high wind is swaying the maimed tree of deodar, The parched lips of tippler look for tavern of tonight. Upturned chairs wait not for visitors in the café, The feast moved to your boudoir […]
(Click here for Part II) The way Kanika was averting her eyes from me had a fishiness about it, hinting at some link between her and the ruffian she had met on the platform. Not willing to mire an entire day with the bitterness of a possibly freak incident, I brushed away my doubts and […]
