It is not easy to learn ancient languages, especially those that are not in vogue now. They carry history – not just dates, but culture, emotions and compulsions. One wonders why they did whatever they did, and then, the answer pops out of someone’s monologue. The fears that shackled their mindsets, and the hope that … Continue reading I don’t wanna write
peacecarriesmuch turmoilbeneath benches-stories left behindthose who shed unseen skinsto carve new identitiesor leave the world on a voyageto unseen spaces - they shared somethingwith the trees and grass here -soul impressions What Do You See #351
I change a littleeach time the wheel turnsemerge a new beingbut those shadowscontinue to hauntwith fluid, unpredictable movement I learn how to rotate the wheeland make it stopwherever, wheneverI wishto change perspectivesto project myselfin a languid, golden light the shadows disappear in the dark the wheel of timemoves somewhere elseinflicting judgmentbut-My part of the world … Continue reading Navigation
blood-soaked dayscolour horizons,seek refuge-dark velvetenvelopes deep, angry woundsto induce false hope dawn's pink huesdiluted versionof barelyforgottenagony - sharpening clawsto attack again What Do You See #348
Sheena was a gift from God to her mother, who had been childless for five years after her marriage at the ripe young age of 18, and was being lambasted for infertility. Her mother’s position was precarious as her maternal grandfather told her she would be welcome back home, only if she visited with her … Continue reading History and Story
The celebrity conducting a famed chat show is flummoxed by the same photograph placed in the offices of three of her interviewees. Could there be a connection? Anaita, a Parisian model; Sandy, a startup founder in Silicon Valley; and Saraswati, a Professor of Psychology at an international university, conducting classes in India. The research team … Continue reading Three Believers
The city flows in my bloodstream. How do I separate this from my being? It has loved, hated, mocked, and accepted me, driving me towards different points at different times. I lost track of my destination as I sprinted across the roads to meet the day's target. Meanwhile, the city tiptoed through my being, transforming … Continue reading Remains
When the clouds came to meet me,I greeted them with blooms.Grey veils pressed against my horizon,heavy with silence,Yet each petal I offered was a small defiance-a whisper of colour against the blues. The storm lingered, but its weight thinned,like sorrow dissolving into memoryHope did not arrive as lightning,but as a steady clearing:a sky learning to … Continue reading When the clouds came to meet
The million suns that I birthedwith my transparencyleave meas dusk gathers on the horizonand the Moon jostles for spacewith the starsto be scatteredseen and felt I am the platformthat multiplies visibilityI let the sky overcomelimitations of intangibilityand touch worlds beyond horizonswith a fractal presence the joy of being transformedwith insights is all minethe worlds that … Continue reading A Million Suns
stairways of desire, Ferrari-led dreams,maps traversed by wheels and wingseach step a pulse of motion,each passage a door unlatched. And yet— in the backyard of sunlight,smiles bloom like budding stars,reminding me:every step was an achievement,every choice a completed orbit. No regrets,only the quiet refusal to retrace the path already sung. Screenshot What Do You See … Continue reading Forward
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