I vividly remember an incident that happened on a trip to Mahabaleshwar. It was long back, I was quite young don’t remember the exact age though. It was a family trip with a stay in a nice hotel with great food and an antique vibe. It had a beautiful veranda with armchairs to sit and contemplate the workings of the universe for which we were quite young. Blissful was it, cool weather with nothing...
The crow is ugly. I look at it through conventional parameters of good looking set by humanity and it is ugly. The call raucous the beak long, the claws scrawny and the color black. I was asked by quite a few, many with a smirk many quite indignant at my feeding the crows. They are scavengers they said, They eat meat they said, They are harbingers of evil they said, Feed pigeons instead they are...
For your sake, I prayThat corona goes awayThe sun shines brightA life free of disease and plight For your sake, I prayVast open fieldsFor you get to run and playTo laugh and make-belief dragons to slayAeroplanes to flyEat chocolate on the sly For your sake, I prayDays of the school of friends and learnI know you miss and those days you yearnLots of mischief lots of fun For your sake, I prayFresh...
Head crushed Blood rushed Floor red who’s sad? Cars move Men walk Women talk No one is shocked Darkroom Fire blooms Lemons sindoor and ashes Aghoris and rashes They chant Rave and rant Ghosts shriek Gods scant Beware pins Black dolls and sins No one can save Neither foe nor kin Evil din You die In your filth, you lie The world moves on!!
The night was longWrithing in pain Half alive half deadThe night I spent Sun is upLight on me thrust This I dreadTo get up from half dead. Waking up to pain with painAnd nothing to gain The curtains openAnd the coconut tree beckons Lush and fruit-ladenSwaying gently in the moist breeze Mellow sunshineAir so fine adorned with speckles of rain Dancing to a divine tuneI see it from the window grill...
