Touch of Love

Secrets in my closet two covert lovers the treasures with the itty bitty, quirky with the decorated seen with the unseen, all in raw rustic lucid realities The complexities of all my possessions and the simplicity of their co-existence No coercion, yes asymmetry; but no imbalance. The compositions tease the mental needs of perfections. And I... Continue Reading →

निहा सवेरा

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.

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