I will meet you there…

I will meet you there…

When they scatter your ashes On the slopes of Landour Cantt. I will walk up Rajpur road And meet you there. On that bendy path by which, The Raj, in palanquins, was carried To its Summer Capital. Where we kicked at logs Laid out to ease the climb And marvelled at the old Abandoned chalk […]

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The End of Monsoon

The End of Monsoon

  Insides of my skull Echoing sounds Of drumming water On tin window shields Banging the brain Into numb submission Fading slowly out of Thought, into morass. Looking out of glass Like fish in pointless swim My aquarium filled With moist air. Trapped must feel like this Free must feel like this Sightless must be […]

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A World Of Music..

A World Of Music..

Can you hear the Music of the Breeze? The Music of the Leaves? The Music made by Birds? The humming of the Trees? Can you hear your blood singing? Can you hear the heart pinging? On a machine that says you are alive, Can you hear your breath steaming? Can you hear the Earth thumping? […]

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Is It Love?

Is It Love?

  Love cannot endure without trust and respect. Look back and see if those two very important pylons were holding up your now-broken heart, along with love. If that was not the case, then it was not Love in the truest sense of the word. Hence, your heart is not really broken. It will recover […]

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Indifference..

Indifference..

  A hospital never sleeps.. it’s a wonder anyone gets well here… there is no rest… constant comings and goings and creaking of beds, bodies turning in pain, discomfort, desperation. The city twinkles away below.. indifferent. ** Mona Ambegaonkar accidentally strayed into the entertainment industry and has been a model, editor, documentary producer and director, […]

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Lingering..

Lingering..

  Soft soft was her advent today Her touch so gentle, almost Apologetic. She smiled through The sun’s rays, lifting curtains Quietly. The lingering spray, Cleared up the mental mist Of confusion and tiredness. I danced to work – the last Few Days are yet to be lived In this unexplored person’s Skin – scenes […]

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Monsoon In Mumbai-4

Monsoon In Mumbai-4

Why is fear gnawing again On the tender extremities On aching feet that survey Each new beginning? Do these paths lead somewhere Or are they just scratches Self-inflicted, on dreams That had turned to ashes long ago? Drooping branches dangle Flexing damp fingers Glowing in the first light Of a wetly-web-like dawn Birds shelter in […]

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Monsoon In Mumbai-3

Monsoon In Mumbai-3

  Traffic..like a pack of cards… shuffling shuffling.. endlessly.. all hands dealt on a table of floating brown debris. **   Mona Ambegaonkar accidentally strayed into the entertainment industry and has been a model, editor, documentary producer and director, writer and award winning actor in theatre, TV and films. She is now working towards writing […]

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Monsoon In Mumbai-2

Monsoon In Mumbai-2

And the heavens gush forth Roughly peeling away the Encrusted filth which Flows now, not in the Covered gutters but along paths that were supposed To take us to desired destinations. ** Mona Ambegaonkar accidentally strayed into the entertainment industry and has been a model, editor, documentary producer and director, writer and award winning actor […]

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