Right now I have this day to finish

Each box tickedWhew!! the work is done. the day draws to an endand we count it as one. Rising again with the sunUnwilling to start the next countYet eager to finishing this oneboxes to be ticked, once again mount Each count ends in a week, quitely into a month, the week creptI celeberate the birthContinue reading “Right now I have this day to finish”

जिंदगी एक ख्वाब

मैं तो इक ख्वाब कि तलाश मेंघूमता रहाजब जाना कि यही ख्वाब हैफिर नींद नहीं आयी

Who Cares… Who’s Real?

We heard Laila o Laila play on the FM. As the drums did the rolls Me and my daughter play our ‘guess who’ game. “Do you know… Who is the drummer?”, I ask. “I don’t know”, she says “It’s ‘Amjad Khan’ I answer, to score a point. But she says that’s only in the movieContinue reading “Who Cares… Who’s Real?”

We want to be slaves

Freedom! Freedom! Chanted the revolutionaries as they marched resolutely against the oppressors. …And one day they were free. That should be the end, isn’t it? But then it is not. Its a new order. But it still isn’t free. Freedom is elusive. They could not find it. They continue their struggle. Did they really wantContinue reading “We want to be slaves”

Inheritance

The rubber tried to hold on to the tar, but it was a losing battle. The speed was too high and time too less. Umesh was distracted by the message on the mobile as he executed the turn on the hilly serpentine road to Manali. Swathi slept peacefully as many events crowded into the lastContinue reading “Inheritance”

Buoyancy of Joy

I hate myself!! Mukti spoke aloud. The utterance did not even make a ripple in the green surface of the still water in the pond. She did crave for appreciation but she never expected so much hate from her colleagues. It was as if they were waiting for the opportune moment for the hate toContinue reading “Buoyancy of Joy”

I see it clear

On the 6th floor the blind rolls up with a whir. Turbulence and calm, converse in silence with a drunken slur. The glass fights the noise and wins Allowing private space for the divergent twins Flashes of lights leave a trail on the busy arrow of time Reminder of the many scars as the faceContinue reading “I see it clear”