not every summitrests upon the highest rockI pause, interactwonders of being humanarrive, before arriving moonrocks dropluminous windowstell storiesof the skyincarcerated sunraysrocky paths ahead What Do You See #365
Being Human
Butterfly Touch
Tonightlet us conjure a scene from the pastevocativeenough to draw skeletons from the gravehonestenough to solve mysteriesincisiveenough to complete a story Tonightlet the Moon bridge gapsbetween the past and presentbuild a bridge to meet the futureat a paceslow enough to leave footprintsfast enough to remain updated Tomorrowlet the morning Sun be surprisedby honest transformationsoutside its … Continue reading Butterfly Touch
Nocturnal
The last train at 1.30 am never failed to show a world that did not exist – at least during the day. He was privy to many secrets of the night – petty criminals sharing the booty on railway stations, movement of contraband goods on the roads, hookers trying to lure customers and the paanwala … Continue reading Nocturnal
Physiology of Maternal Love
Don’t break my heart.It learned your shape in the park,and has called it home ever since. Don’t break my heart.Blood may map the past,but your touch named my world. Don’t break my heart.One hug eclipsed ancestryand made a future out of skin and light. The physiology of touch and love outweighs genealogy – anytime, anywhere. … Continue reading Physiology of Maternal Love
Roots of Fantasy
grounded in safetymy restlessness grows beyondimposed boundarieshot air balloons fuelled byfantasy write adventuresblank moments nudge me to fly Screenshot What Do You See #361
Discovery trip
She is no babe-in-the-woods. The internet and AI connect her to the world outside. She has friends, opinions, critics …. not necessarily in the same order. The family keeps warning her of the perils of over-exposure, and home is touted as the safest place in the world. A cryptic post from her, “Do people outside … Continue reading Discovery trip
Owls
The diversity of opinions across the world, in describing an owl is baffling. The West sees it as a symbol of wisdom and associates it with Greek Goddess Athena. Indians have strangely made is a carrier of the Goddess of Wealth. It speaks of wealth entering households in the dark, allegedly by unethical means. It … Continue reading Owls
The Waiting Room
The waiting room is a place to reflect. I chose to stay back. I was not left behind. I saw journeys caught in the grip of monstrosities—people suspended between the blue sky and deep water, watching power gather to crush their path, and all that lay upon it. They could only plead for a moment … Continue reading The Waiting Room
Follow the unexpected
She rode a bicycle all the way to audition for an ad to fulfil her dream of being a model. But Lolita Lolita Tulum, a skincare and fashion brand, had already chosen a celebrity as their brand ambassador. Her freshness and commitment had to wait for another opportunity. As she turned back in a dejected … Continue reading Follow the unexpected
Lost, but breathing
I’m not sure if my grandparents’ house could be called a villa, but this picture comes very close. The steep stairs led to the terrace, where memories stay parked to date. lost childhoodgroans under the weightof smartness The gate was our boundary during the summer vacation, but the mischief that happened behind it was boundless. … Continue reading Lost, but breathing
