Friday, May 31, 2013

A job is done

A job is done
Another begins
When the sun rises
So does the dust

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Nothing sacred

Nothing is sacred anymore
No niche to keep what's dear
Nothing makes sense any longer
Even if all I ever owned is right here

Wednesday, May 29, 2013


Fervour and fever
Sometimes best addressed
By attentive inactivity

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Tossed plans

Plans are made
To be tossed aside with disdain

Monday, May 27, 2013

Temper tantrums

Temper tantrums
Harrumph harrumph
A big big bore
Let's have no more

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Modus Operandi

To induce confusion
And generate
An obedient crowd that fears and hates

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Memory marvels

A decade and a half
Have passed by
Those memories still linger
Partially in my mind, partially in yours

Friday, May 24, 2013

Softly she says

She looks so deep into my eyes
Disoriented, I peer back at her
She pushes my hair
away from my face
And softly says
"Wake up. It is late."

Thursday, May 23, 2013

The short story

The short story format allows one to write a short scenario that fleets across the mind, without reaching a conclusion. There is no moral, ending or purpose with which it is written. There is nothing except a scenario to convey. It is the result of a flash of something in the mind that needs to be put down with little thought to how it should end or what it must represent. That is the beauty of it. Pure imagination that draws the reader in to imagine a bit with the so-called story and formulate the rest of it by himself/herself. 

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Better still ... is silence

Efficiency's key
More words do not convey more
Than what fewer would

Tuesday, May 21, 2013


Fabric and colour fly across the hall
Of this shop inside the mall
Smiles spread across your face
A sight to recall and smile about, for days

Monday, May 20, 2013

Picture on the wall

It was a simple picture. There wasn't anything to interpret in it. It just portrayed what the artist saw. There was not much to talk about it. A landscape. Nothing unconventional or novel. Nothing striking, bizarre or shocking. Some would say it was not even attractive. It did not even catch attention.

It was this characteristic that was desired in a picture that hung on Hotel New Sree Sagar's walls. Nothing to draw praise. Just a means to do away with the drab wall and the need for a fresh coat of paint in the future. 

Sunday, May 19, 2013

This too ...

This too shall pass
Because all this is
Is a part of the cycle
Whether joy or sorrow
This too shall pass

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Live your life

Live your life. Find your destiny and fulfill it.
Don't try to fill in blanks in another's definition for you, of you.
Weakness is not the inability to do something. Weakness is when you try to point out reasons for why you are or were bound to fail.

Friday, May 17, 2013

All that needs to be done

What joy it brings
How the heart sings
If all that needs to be done
Is to sit on a swing
And do nothing

Thursday, May 16, 2013


A perfect cycle
Creating and restoring
A divine balance

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

By your side

As dejected as you feel tonight
Know that I am with you
I know I am not
The best friend you can have
But I am all you've got
I promise to try hard 
To be by your side

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Your struggle

It is a struggle
Every day, in every way
To hold on to what is dear
To let go of troubles and fear
But it is your struggle
You shape it, you make it
You create the path you take
So go on for your own sake

Monday, May 13, 2013

Change, but don't

Years have gone by
Yet you remain much the same
While I keep wishing
That you would change for the better
I am reminded why I first loved you
Flaws and all

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Taste buds

Goodness in every mouthful
As diverse flavors meld together
New ones are created
I knew there was a reason,
I have taste buds

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Sweet Breezes

The slight tinkle of hanging bells
When the wind blows gently
Sound and sensation
Intertwined irretrievably
In my mind

Friday, May 10, 2013

What would she think..

Recalling one evening
Of many uncountable ones
Just a glimpse of that wall there
Never would she have thought
Here she would be...
Wish I could hear 
What she would think of me

Thursday, May 9, 2013


I see it was no smoke at all
Not a remnant of fast moving bodies
There were just cobwebs
Caused by the lack of motion
Causing all under it to freeze in time
Pushing them aside we are free
To rejoice and see stars shine again

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Ocean eyes

Where I love to see a twinkle
Today I saw a hurricane brew
As it swept across the ocean of your eyes
I catch my breath and wait for it to pass

Tuesday, May 7, 2013


Frenzied activity
Dust is wiped away
Kicking up a storm in a tea cupboard

Monday, May 6, 2013


Let every care and worry
Waft away into the air
Feel it leaving you
And rejoice
at fresh freedom

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Vendor Calls

Cries of vendor
Strange and bizarre
To the outside ear
Rarely decipherable
Services provided
Entertainment derived
From decoding their
unique advertisement calls

Saturday, May 4, 2013


Flavours explode
Permeate onto the palate
I know there is a party
in my stomach

Friday, May 3, 2013

Wipe the dust

Wipe the dust away
And what remains
Is the home that I return to
With love and longing
With hope for the future
And everything that I belong to

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Miniscule Giants

Snow covered mountains,
Gigantic masses of Her innards
that can be scaled
but never conquered
No goat or herd ventures
upon these giants that shadow over
But when observed from the sky
The giants reduce to mere spots
Pimples across the face of Mother Earth

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Travel Anxiety

Long ago I received a lesson
The importance of which
today has not lessened
It has injected in me
A deep insecurity
And I worry endlessly
Over baggage to be carried during travel