October 30, 2017

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A leaf by the nightfall

A Leaf by The Nightfall

Fallen by the wayside like a sheaf by the nightfall, The sea of love has withered on the reef by the nightfall. Happiness will travel only one way with her footsteps, The dust will settle deep like a grief by the nightfall. A moment wriggled free from the canopy of memories to be trampled by […]

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October 8, 2017

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'Only the crows' image

Only the Crows

Derrick J. Night, who writes everyday about his incredibly plenteous garden, weaves subtle symbols and imagery in the titles and subjects of his photo-filled posts. Yesterday, I was struck by the title of his post, ‘Only the Crows‘, the moment I saw it. It had such a poetic ring about it, I couldn’t restrain myself […]

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October 1, 2017

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Burning Monsters

They are burning effigies, it’s that time of the season, Ones in flesh and bones are hatching crimes of the season. Bandits from the barrens decree beheading of the infidel, And savour blinkered women over the wine of the season. Mourners of the butchered light up candles in memoriam, You who forgive the monsters, are […]

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September 5, 2017

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My Aunt’s Lollipops

Such divinations were planted in my ears by my aunt who died on a cloudy day, spelling out the mantra for absolute cheers by watching out the omens sent my way. Cruising for success never comes by stepping on the broom as you step forth, setting your eyes on a lone magpie, stumbling upon the […]

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September 2, 2017

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The Aroma of Darkness

There are many veils to fog the view, Many mists that came with myopia to hug me at the brink of boyhood, shattering a vulturous utopia. To a lad with concaved countenance, came a blaze following the smoke, a kinsman dubbed as astigmia to lend the next layer to the cloak. In the deepening ink […]

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August 27, 2017

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The House of a Snail

So I got my relocation orders again. As with me, if you are a minion of a financial behemoth, all relocation orders are the same. But then, as they say, some relocation orders are more same than the others. As usual, my first line of defence is denial —a weapon bequeathed to me by my […]

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July 8, 2017

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I Knew I Shall Weep

Where walkways were fragrant with you, I shall weep, It was not till I left your city, I knew I shall weep. Affinity is at discount in the market of subsistence; There are thousands in the meandering queue, I shall weep. My longing is an iceberg entombed under the desert, Count not on cactus, drops […]

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June 25, 2017

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When False Dreams Come True

Dear readers, the original title of this post was ‘Confusticated and Bebothered’. But I became jittery at the last minute, even though no detractors were skinned alive in the process of pilfering it from Dictionary.com’s daily offering, who in turn have skimmed the phrase from the redoubtable J. R. R. Tolkien. At any rate, it […]

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May 13, 2017

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A Holus-Bolus Odyssey

The page remained unblemished across the night, waiting for letters. But then why sniffle a haiku When one can weep a sea? The peepal tree has a new, green sheath. It shimmers and quivers in the barely felt breeze. Everywhere around it is nothing but baked dust, caked fields, and brittle blades of what once […]

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April 22, 2017

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Hangmen of April

Come April and I am awash with phone calls from friends and colleagues about how they fared in the annual performance appraisals. Certain lesions of the past rendered unmentionable on this blog due to reasons of propriety, have bestowed the robe of Agony Aunt upon me. I have come to consider the minor hurts and […]

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April 9, 2017

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The Vegetable Rice Chef

Himesh is fussy about the order in which ingredients should be put into vegetable rice. Butter, followed by equal amount of mustard oil, cumin seeds, chopped chillies and onions, crushed ginger and garlic, minced mint and coriander leaves, a handful of shelled peas and diced tomatoes, soaked rice and the jazz. It is a weekly […]

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March 20, 2017

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The Ark of Nostalgia

“I’m your phantom dance partner. I’m your shadow. I’m not anything more.” ~Haruki Murakami As if working for a bank weren’t traumatic enough, I am working for a subsidiary bank undergoing absorption in its parent. It is highly hypocritical of someone like me to feel mushy, I who for a frenzied bunch of years wanted the […]

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