The story of Icarus is a popular one in Greek Mythology as one who did not survive his transition from boyhood to manhood. His father, Daedalus, made a pair of wings stuck together with wax for him and Icarus and gave it to him so that...
The silver spoon was missing. The spoon that Soma received from her mother when she got married was missing and Soma looked around the entire house.“Where could it go?” she mumbled while looking under the small wooden temple in the room.“Durga,...
In
HOUSE
I have carved you a house In a house The stairs are trees are flowers At the end they are all mudThe rain falls on the roofAnd dug holes like a bullet No blood, the house is not alive Bricks are feathers are birds All alive The house flies over lakesOf lilies The windows are openNobody lives inside The...
In
determinism,
poetry
OCEANS
I am painting you This is night sky You are a poem, remember I am you, I am you Click a picture, Black and white We will tell stories You and I But you are me Have you heard of magic? The picture is blur Only half of my hand That I raised to dance To a different music I know you, I...
One of the predominant themes in Indian mythology, art and literature has been that of the conquering of demons- external and internal. It is always easier to conquer or fight something that is visible or Dristeya. To conquer the invisible or Adristeya of which only inference is possible poses the real...
In
City
A little sparrow for summersSome coffee with no sugarTrees laden with languid airCity lost No more smoke from chimneys No more, no morePeople are rocks of all sizes The wind takes their stench To kill roses Hidden in mountainsCats sit at the door Trying to eat shadowsLeft behind by travellers Who walked into the sun And fell into the oceans Knives have gone bluntBy slitting...
In
Windows
(Lolita) Jahan-e-taak main najar rehti hai Uske aagaz ki mujhe khabar rehti hai Main tute dariche se dekhta huAsmaan ki gali main voh kidhar rehti hai ...
Few things are present by their absence. Imagine an earthen pot, its existence is not eternal. There was a time when it was not a pot but just clay and there will be a time when it will stop being a pot that is when it will break or convert...
What is the locus of our existence? I am not trying to delve into metaphysical enquiries as it may sound but trying to address something this worldly. I know that or at least I put my faith into the concept of dual existence. Not entirely the way Descartes has conceptualized it in his mind-body dualism but on similar lines. Here the I that...
I am not sure if you are aware about a black hole but if you are not then it is, most simply put, a collapsed star in which a huge amount of matter has been squeezed into a tiny space. What...
In
dreams,
Little Birds
Poor little sparrows Flap your wings Let the blood drip From your skin Deep wounds till your bones Let them show like the morning sun Fly, fall again in the mud Let the dust turn red Let you turn into dust Who killed you? Little sparrows Perched on the clouds Above my window panes Whose arrows are these? Fly, birds Let it rain...
