Fiction & Poetry

At times I think with Your blessings I was born into this world A purpose to pursue Obligations to fulfil for the good of others Laurels gave me a lot...

The river is like a flowing history Or a curving geography of civilization So many cultures nurtured in your lap So many cities lost in your waves In your bosom...

Yet again, I wonder why my mind is attracted to bow, at your blue feet. See, tainted, I have smeared injustice, all over my ebony body. Time and again, You...

I keep my head bowed Let you decide, My life for me, my choices,  Even my thoughts and my desires.    I keep my voice hushed  And let you choose...

I have not come to this city of perfumes to pluck flowers for you. My eyes are lost in the sky of the birds that you released from your cage....

Does a child born in the battlefield fear the mere clanging of swords? Does a burning wood fear a mere bushfire? Now please shut up ma. Although beaten down, you...

Now I have Encroached upon The area of my Rights, interests. I have tightly held The happiness In my open That I once rejected. My heart fill With emotion Straight...

The stage is echoingly silent The lights are all off today Empty chairs & undrawn curtains No more to see you dance today... Drunken Eyes Your eyes had poured flirtingly...

A year! From last new year to this Christmas, Five encounters and a few messages, Some cryptic, taciturn and some effervescent.   It was our first When we met once...

Smitten by living Drowned in experience I was heedless Till a moment fraught Taught me the lesson of mortality Not morbid but prescient. I finally opened The Bhagvad Gita of...