Dawn rays will pass through this, falling on someone's beloved. The romance must match bird's chirp and the dust that dances. Summer mornings must awaken to these 'white lights'.
The White Light – Chikankari
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बरफीले ठन्डे झोंकों के साथ कुछ गरम रेत के फव्वारे भी आये थे जैसे सर्द पर्वतों पर रेगिस्तान के बवंडर चले हों नज़ारा नया था, अनदेखे में देखा सा अनजानी हवा में जानी पहचानी चढ़ती चांदनी का एक वादा जिसका होना ही काफी था एक ख्याल जो बरसात में भी धुप की किरणों जैसा जगमग... Continue Reading →
From Her to Me
I'm a woman - I'm neither fragile nor pretty; I don't like gloss nor glitter - no I don't bear pain and flaunt. I struggle being chirpy / bubbly / pleasant / innocent. And no, diamonds or 'more' clothes are not my best friends. I'm neither trendy nor extravagant. I'm not always honest and scream in... Continue Reading →
Travel has a cost. Experience is free.
The 30s are amazing. I have caught myself thinking and saying this often. I feel this expansion in my being - I don't mean in kilos (Well, there is that but we're not talking about that yet). I mean experiential expansion, existential expansion, expansion of possibilities in life; my freedom off my perceptions. So there's... Continue Reading →
Along the edges
As I walk along the beach, trying to save water from touching my feet while trying to maintain a straight line of footsteps, I look back at the 4 steps fallen out. And I look up at the swirling fan and the light and then shut my eyes to follow the faint white string of... Continue Reading →
The Ordinary 28th May
There are days when you wake up to a feeling of gleaming brightness and a smell of euphoria. Those are the days of joy and excitement and zest. There's sparkles by the end of such days. Some days the sparkle is black and grey too but mostly its gold and silver. And its alright as... Continue Reading →
Boundlessness
My head needs thrill. It needs restlessness and adventure. It needs him. Sanity and safety are boring. I look at him and his bright watery eyes are all set and we nod. I crouch, take my last breath of instinct and then I straighten my knees bend at waist touching my feet and look ahead. Ready to plunge.
Guilty! I tried taming the wild..
I once got a bird for myself. It was drawn to me as much as I was to it. Inseparable we were, through each mood and each weather We spent all the waking hours together; Saw each other through sun and through rain; through joy and through pain. The lows were ugly but splendid were... Continue Reading →
Still
The warmth that doesn't let you rise out of bed The water in the eyes that doesn't dry out The deep silence inside despite the noise outside The breaths that are deeper and more audible Time that stretches The no blink stare at the still ceiling fan that you never noticed before The attempt at... Continue Reading →
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