Bonding

I distinctly remember the midnight mass I attended with Aunt Josephine, and the purple frock with golden checks stitched by my mom for Christmas. I was all of five years old. Eid was spent with Uncle Latif and Aunt Mariam. The childless couple doted on me, and cooked vegetarian food for us, respecting my family’s … Continue reading Bonding

Light and Shadow

we’ll meet where magic happens in the eveninglight and shadow both play games astoundingshadow falls when opaque comes in way of lightif there’s darkness behind, is the process right light and shadow both play games astoundingis that a door or a visual perception changing?if there’s darkness behind, is the process righthow can shadows fall on … Continue reading Light and Shadow

Drumrolls

Let the drum beats pierce eardrums, develop an anthem and get everybody singing it to proclaim alignment. Let not going with the majority feel like blasphemy. Songs replace divergent thought processes, and guilt compels them to put in extra effort. Show them images to incite anger or devotion, and watch some of them write corollaries … Continue reading Drumrolls

Blended

“This is Indian food for me, not Chinese”, exclaimed a Dutch guest in an Indian restaurant. A friend’s family asks for ‘Indian Chinese food’, on a holiday to India from Thailand. They’ve been missing it so much. There was a ‘Boycott Chinese’ wave in 2020, when the world held China responsible for the pandemic. Consumption … Continue reading Blended

Intangible

it’s not muscular as visionnor transforming as touchit reverberates in the worldlike sound, dispersing much its omnipresence hits me hardon my sneezing morning boutwhat irritates nasal chamberswhat has so much of clout it kick starts a good morningas the aha aroma of coffeepermeates my lazy sensesbanishes sleep powerfully my dog wakes up from slumberas the … Continue reading Intangible

Projection

Projection is a far more common phenomenon than I ever thought of.  Arrogance never admits folly. Their acts are just a faux pas, always meant to disappear in flames, labeled as a foul mood. But the core evil of intent is passed on to someone else as final judgment, transposed on another to provide relief … Continue reading Projection

Wallpaper

“Shouldn’t the night sky be midnight and silver, rather than blue and yellow?” My husband is being critical as usual. He has never liked this interior decorator. “This is soothing on the eyes. And my baby is going to shine like gold, not a subdued silver.” His arms engulf me in a split second, and … Continue reading Wallpaper

Fiction

It feels great to be on the seaside jotting down thoughts, the feeling of anonymity exhilarating, as I shed the burden of ego and constructed self. Stories flow smoothly with a pen-name - it’s not seen as confession or spilled secrets. Somehow, the characters evolve into different beings and act in a manner not envisaged … Continue reading Fiction

Who knows?

Someone told me seashells carry sounds of the sea. I hold it close to the ear for secrets nobody’s ever heard. A crashing sound hits the ear drums, but only to distract. Those are the waves hitting the shore to get scattered and gather themselves again. I ask the shore what stories it absorbs and … Continue reading Who knows?

Boundless Sky

I stay fixatedon mysterious bluesboundlessness of etherglued on the sky -fascinatedas it pulls a shrouddarkness on the day I’m sure gods live thereto hold sun, moon, starsclouds and windsbattles not spared-the sky never attacksthe sky never rescinds It’s a myth they sayyou’ll hit nothingnessyet blues hold a worlddivinity holds swaycherished and chasedstraightened, unfurled It flags … Continue reading Boundless Sky