I wish we could all stay together and play together
बेली
बेली तीन उतार लाई मैं गमले में यूँ इतरा रहीं थीं जैसे शोखी में मन बहला रहीं थीं झोंका हवा का जैसे गाने गुनगुना रहा हो उनके कानों में लाओ ज़रा मैं भी सुनूँ आओ रह जाओ आज मेरे बालों में भीनी भीनी खुशबु ठहर जायेगी शाम तक मैं केसों को जब खोलूंगी। कुछ बातें…… Continue reading बेली
Phoolsunghi: a review
I started this year determined about one thing: to read as much as I possibly can. I began with ‘Girl, Woman, Other’ and moved on to ‘The Shadow King’. I picked up ‘Shuggie Bain’ next, though I started it last year it was not even halfway done and I am still struggling. Meanwhile, I began…… Continue reading Phoolsunghi: a review
Death of words
I killed some words and let them to rest in the crevices on walls of my mind.
Dust
The coal laden hinterlands awaken sheepishly to the rumbling of trucks and heavy vehicles on crumbling roads. The skies for once show their true colours because later on during the day dust rises between my eyes and the expanse of air in front. All the trees wear a grumpy brown, as if they would shrink…… Continue reading Dust
Greys
I have a few greys. And by ‘a few’ I mean enough greys for people to give their piece of mind about what I should do, to regain lost melanin. I want to tell them, that follicle will never sprout a black tress naturally now. I simply sigh and let it be. Apparently a woman…… Continue reading Greys
What’s in a name?
Good morning, You! On a few days I do not find myself prolific with words and I don’t post. I had resolved I would blog everyday but lately it seemed exhausting. Also I didnt use to have the material to consistently blog daily. I would stare at the screen, no thoughts forthcoming. so for now…… Continue reading What’s in a name?
The Mundane 