As a mind boggling conglomeration of diverse people, inhabiting an ancient land of continental dimensions, we are as pompous, and prolific, in celebrating festivals, as we are in devising ways and means of squabbling over issues, mundane as well as well serious- which cover a wide spectrum of subjects, including religion , region , natural … Continue reading Long live the Republic
It stood out, It stood alone, A blur of white & black, Merged in parched grass. Prickly shrubs in the desert landscape Hungry & thirsty, Searching for leaves & moisture, Green and tender, Which were not there. In previous years, The desert bird, I called Hope, Presaged rains. A desert bird desperate for food and … Continue reading When Hope perished
On a study tour at the high resolution laboratory in Panchmarhi, MP. The tour turned out to be less about study of space physics, and more about the art of cultivating romantic alliances. Life, as ancient seers, new age gurus, revered men and women of wisdom, genuine, as well as feigned, tell us, is an … Continue reading Papa kehte hain: Life a one-way Street
Delhi, our beloved ageless whore (borrowing the terminology from one of my favorite authors, the irreverent Khushwant Singh), the ancient city with its vintage extending right up to the dawn of civilization in the greatest of all epics, the Mahabharata, the boisterous saadi Dilli of rocking and large hearted Panjabis, is now in the midst … Continue reading An advice to my buddy, Santa!
Your humble friend clicked by his best half Merry Christmas, friends! In a few days, together, we will celebrate the New Year, In a spirit of bonhomie and camaraderie, Apparently, to usher in something ‘new’...… But often, I wonder, Whether there is something 'new' every year? On whether the Moon, benevolent and fascinating, Will cast … Continue reading What is ‘new’ about the New Year?
Like a novice, Surfing in the turbulence of an ocean, Shakily going down one moment, Riding on a wave the next, I too drift, on the tides of time, Encountering a sea of faces, Each face, hidden behind a mask, Concealing a vortex of emotions, Forever shifting, a crazy game of chess, Forever changing, a … Continue reading A mask and a tale
Love is an emotion which is difficult to define, or confine and straitjacket in a silo. While sometimes it may span lifetimes, at other times it may be just transient or ephemeral, This poem is based on a true incident which happened in my life.....read, and enjoy
Like a child, I watch eagerly, As darkness approaches dusk, arms wide open, With love, takes it in her embrace, Even though the Moon is lost for the night, My beloved Dilli, Helpless, at the mercy of poison spewing demons, Sparkles like a bejeweled bride……… In the midst of all this, I settle on the … Continue reading Diwali and the fate of Seven Candles
From times immemorial, mystique and beauty of the moon has been a muse of poets, balladeers and storytellers. I have also loved the moon passionately..this prose-poem is my ode to the moon
A cocktail of romance, nostalgia and fantasy in times of the pandemic. Served in the genre I am experimenting these days- prose- poetry....