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  • An Unwilling Bouzouki

    Sitting on chairs in proper alignment It seems a long ago, when we students were huddled about, Celebrating India’s independence was the days’ requirement Making our English teacher proud.   Constantly, we had chided and pleased To do something else as a substitute to teach, We did it often, played adventures Making memories after memories Read more

  • The Mystical Pishogue.

    I am meek I am mild. I am an emblem of docile.   I am innocent I am polite. I am an insignia of comply.   I am submissive I am conceding. I am an image of yielding.   I am sweet I am honest. I am a metaphor of a lonely forest.   I Read more

  • Her Mysterious Meshuga.

    There is a whirlwind of chaos inside her An entropy, a madness, a little emptiness That ceases her sanity from within. The mania, the frenzy, the wilderness All a part of her nugatory existence.   The deadening disarray enchaining her minds Building a claustrophobia Which you may never succeed to define. The restlessness, the anxiety, Read more

  • The Disguised Innocence.

    She was walking alone, dazed, on a torturous esplanade Fighting battles that she didn’t know existed within, Shaky, confused, confounded Adrift amidst her own gloomy labyrinth.   Having abandoned her modest attire The saree, the simplicity, long discarded, Adorning herself in skirts, she became a voracious liar Determining to no more forsake her heart unguarded. Read more

  • The Betraying Eyes.

    Walking down that lane An identical cup of coffee in hand, Her captivating smell brushed my senses And I just fell in love.   A crop top and a snuggish denim skirt Defining unpretentiously her grimacing smirk. Hair curly and wild, and on her feet some ragged sneakers Elucidating the most mundane, screaming through her Read more

  • The Amorous Collywobbles.

    Walking down that lane An identical cup of coffee in hand, Her mesmerizing smell brushed my senses And I just fell in love.   Clad in a simple red rayon saree Defining so alluringly her beautiful body, A mundane watch on her left wrist Elucidating simplicity, discarding the dramatic twist.   Her loquacious brown eyes Read more