My Murky Cove

Grey clouds, from the horizon, blotchy and sombre Sail cross a yellow sky, and over the city Benignly they gather. Groaning, rumbling, a shade of purple they flash. Mercilessly teasing the parched earth they choose Not to splash. Will the heavens part, oh will it rain, I stare and stare! But prayers, unanswered, return to... Continue Reading →

‘Begin Again’

Often, rather most of the times, I ponder at my murderous obstinacy to hold on, to have wrongly imagined I have let go of times which push me into the spiralling depths of despondency, to have unfaithfully assumed I have emerged, battle worn, from my crumbling state to a happier one! No I do not... Continue Reading →

Your Happy Abode

Pink trumpet trees, across the city, are blossoming sooner, Climate change, angrily, claim the newspapers in bold letters. The blushing flowers remind me of a nippy March, the previous year, When, smiling, I'd send you the glorious bloom in tinted pictures.   Leafless grim trees, skeletal branches, knotted and dark, Are draped in pink against... Continue Reading →

Within Her, Without Him: Part 5

Meera, feverish and cold, lay in the bed hallucinating, uttering words that surged and fell, indistinguishable; the hours were blurred; faces that peered to check on her were yet another blur on the blurred film that everything seemed to her. Difficulty raising herself, her strength failing her, she listens to indistinct muttering, the sounds of... Continue Reading →

My Recalcitrant Mind

After battling an inner debate for long, I braved myself and headed out for a holiday, not home, but a wedding. Onward God's Own Country, Kerala. Through lush hills of the Western Ghats, sudden mountains jutting from the earth, myriad rivers cutting through her bosom and trees abound, the train chugged through a moonlight night.... Continue Reading →

Reminiscing in the Rains

It has been raining here for days now. The wispy clouds gently hover over the hills, embracing the summit in their coldness, hiding their love from the world in the translucent fog. The drizzle stops only to patter upon the red roofs later, and a slow drumming sound reverberates through the empty starless nights. Dainty... Continue Reading →

Within Her, Without Him: Part 4

Grey clouds, looming over the city, swelling with moisture that their erstwhile selves had trapped when gushing over the oceans, viciously desired to douse the world in perpetual wetness. Meera looked at the visible grey outside to the invisible grey inside her heart, to the colours bleeding away from her, to her monochrome self. The... Continue Reading →

Chasing Pavements

There are days, oftener and regular now, when I wake up to a sense of an impending doom, a pervading premonition and everything, everything that I may possibly imagine, seems to be mercilessly ganging up against me, revelling in the sadistic pleasure of putting me down. Rather I don't wake up, for I haven't been... Continue Reading →

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