Posts tagged "Poetry"

Stories

God of Sparrows

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Summer of April is always better than the summer of May and the latter is always better than summer of June. Summer of July is worst, it burns the synthetic fabric which then melts and gets stuck to the vest and leave its colour there, like a stamp of authority, as if the vest belongs to the shirt, as if the shirt forgets who’s its master for a while in the heat of the sun.

There’s a reason why cotton is costlier than synthetic, it minds its own business, doesn’t interfere in anyone else’s business, doesn’t get attached to any other fabric. Cotton is the buddha of the fabric universe. Continue reading →

Stories

Peace

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“Dude, they started again!” whispered Sahil, making a gesture to come over to both Raaghav & Gautam.

Gautam went near the window to hear what was happening. Raaghav just shook his head and continued trying to study despite the loud voices coming from the neighbouring apartment. It was an everyday routine. Raaghav had no interest in listening to what allegations were being made this time. He plugged in his ear phones and allowed A R Rahman to take over his senses.

On the other side of the wall, Chirag & Nandini were having an usual evening. Chirag had forgot to bring something from the list of groceries Nandini handed him in the morning while leaving for work. Now, all of a sudden, that one missed thing had become the most important ingredient in whatever Nandini had to cook for dinner. After the argument, Chirag left the apartment, banging the door close behind him. Continue reading →

Articles

Fear, Outcomes & Realizations

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Last night was a heavy night. I found myself in a place where I hadn’t been from a very long time. I was moving away from it because I have always believed that life is in movement. But even when I was always moving away from it, my past hadn’t moved much. It clung to me like a weed, sucking its life from my every breath. Paying attention to it was bad, even thinking about it was bad. My past appears to me like a hot oven, one touch and I draw my hand back from it. I have been hopelessly trying to protect myself from my past. Fear of getting face to face with it stopped my energy to move ahead. Fear is nothing but a shrinking. When I am happy, I expand and engulf everybody in my happiness. When I am afraid, I shrink, I hide in my own shell. I shrink in everyway – in love, in relationships, in every way. I am afraid to go out, I become a turtle. Continue reading →

Articles

Love, As I See It!

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In the last few days, I have talked about love with two people who affect my life in one way or the other. The talk which was left incomplete once felt more than complete the other time. Now I feel the need to write about it. To write what I feel about love and so does it goes here.

An introduction is necessary for every piece of writing, but I have eliminated that part intentionally and would rather like to talk about how to read this piece of writing. Firstly, I have kept this article limited in the simplest of the words and combinations, devoid of examples, a little abstract, so it would require your brain to think while you read along. Secondly, this is for people who have ever thought about love, mind it I am not talking about their love life or loved ones, but only love. Thirdly, if at any moment, while reading this piece, you stop getting the feel, just leave it, because the lines that would follow, will be just piece of shit for you. Please do not try finding any literary pleasure in this writing. That is it! I will head start from the very next line. Continue reading →