Deja Vu or Veja Du – a Braided Haibun

Déjà vu strikes as I see the old man on my first visit to the city. I’m sure we’ve never met before, but he has been there forever in my fears of the future, in my tragic stories and in the history of pavements. I avert my eyes --till they catch sight of his tiny … Continue reading Deja Vu or Veja Du – a Braided Haibun

Not me

Stupid girl! I already do that. I love you as an extension of myself. I expect you to echo my beliefs, live by my value system and be grateful for the opportunity. You failed to read the second part; not me. I’m not what you expect me to be. What Do You See #288

Black Monsters

28th January, 2005, was the day I felt hurt and ignored. 12th June, 2007 ……… She wondered if she was talking to a human being or a talking calendar of events—events she could not remember or relate to, but had trapped his weak mind in repetitive cycles. Sahil kept talking in loops and failed to … Continue reading Black Monsters

The Terrorist

He switches off to elude the trace,alone in a bunker, a ghost in space.Sweat beads whisper of pending doom,A life behind bars, or in a tomb. Gun barrel cradles restless sleep,echoes wail—grief runs deep.A child’s voice, a sorrowed plea,“Why did you take him away from me?” Doubt creeps in, beliefs grow thin,A shadow looms where … Continue reading The Terrorist

Never-ending paths

blessings dropa miracle reveals itselflight in darknessI walk closeto redeem pain and thenThe light moves-it is not finalneither the end of lifenor troubles nor pain It just guides meto hitherto unseen pathswhich just mightlead meto a miracle-or maybe not What Do You See #284

Relationships

"Barbie is such a cute name. I had no idea your speech would be laced with so many barbed comments." "Don't forget you came after me and owe me your fame, Ken!" "Relationships are not a child's play." "Aren't we both just that - a child's play?" <Sigh> They both walk away, leaving the burgers … Continue reading Relationships

Merchant of Peace

Zoom, zoom – 110%, 120%, 200%, 300%, 400%, 425%.. Well, there is a whitish rectangle resembling a phone, with an obsessed finger running across it. The person I see as a merchant of peace trading the world for mental well-being is as ordinary as everyone else… I don’t want my story to suffer, so I … Continue reading Merchant of Peace