Sunflowers at Night

All attachments live in the same place – codependence. They are beautiful while they last, but deep down, I sense a struggle to find meaning in being alone and independent. Sunflowers often ask the night why do they have to close their petals and turn west at dusk. And the night has no answers, since … Continue reading Sunflowers at Night

Can I sell?

I wonder who waters the plants everyday, as I climb the stairs after two decades. I’ve inherited a house where my Grandma lived alone, and have no clue what to do with it. Should I retain it because of associated memories or put it on sale? After all, I may  never return to this township … Continue reading Can I sell?

A Fallen Idol

Why father a nation when the future’s unclear,shadows of doubt and uncertainty near?Why dream of tomorrow when citizens riseto build their futures, to reach for the skies? I stood with a vision, a beacon of light,yet it faltered in shaping an ideology right.Dreams I harboured, the hopes I bore,scattered like leaves on a lonely shore. … Continue reading A Fallen Idol

Artistic

The picture shows Radhika Merchant-Ambani (the bride in the most opulent wedding in India) wearing a hand-painted skirt. 12 panels of a unique canvas imported from Italy were used since the fabric would have stiffened and lost shape with dried paint. The artist is Jayasri Burman, who hopes the garment will hang on the walls … Continue reading Artistic

Un-geometrized

Shapes

collision of shapesamoebic movementun-geometrizepredefined structuressegments of a worldstruggling with fissures-identities faceuncalled-for ruptures superimposed talesbuild new narrativesmundane dramatizedseashells become whalestruth pushed to the wallplastered with sharp nailsprowling destructorshail power brokers MTB - An Octameter for August

Interpretation

Interpretationa double-edged swordKnowledge gainedyet mysteries stored Traditions passed from hand to handevolving with each scholar’s stand.for in each word and symbol’s gracelies the power to embrace, The past, the present,and what’s to be,religion or historya legacy of mystery. Friday Faithfuls