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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Choices That Make Us

Choices That Make Us

The other day I was caught in a downpour or maybe I caught it. I could have walked back into the office but then there is something I would have missed. The feeling of being stoic and vulnerable together. Of not being insulated from experiences that make us human and real.  A long time ago, […]

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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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Unexpected..

Unexpected..

  Dark clouds and thunder, flash of silver lightning. tree swaying against the wind, Brilliant green against the grey heavens. The thump and splat of rain drops, rustling leaves. A mug of ginger tea, and a crunchy cookie at hand. A cool breeze drifting past, leaving behind comfortable silence . Unexpected moments of silence. Treasured […]

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Today…

Today…

Pic: courtesy the author Today, I woke up to grey skies and rain. Incessant, revitalising, cleansing rain. Today is not a day to be with people. It is a day to be spent with the self. It is a day for solitude and silence. To listen to the voice of our soul. To introspect, to […]

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Every Drop Counts..

Every Drop Counts..

The rainy season is here! Like the poet Samuel Taylor says “Water water everywhere, but not a drop to drink!” Have you ever wondered why there are constant concerns about availability of water in the future, despite receiving good rainfall? As we all know, part of the rain-water gets collected in ponds, lakes and rivers, […]

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Memory…

Memory…

Memory is nothing but a compound a distillation an essence a coming together seeping together staying together of everything that the eyes drank the skin tasted the breath sang the soul heard and never forgot and that is why when breeze mixes with rain you suddenly smell pine needles and distant snow and damp roses […]

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Just Rain..

Just Rain..

It is just rain it falls in streams, rivulets fills gutters batters shivering dogs and frightened cats and cemented trees gasping for breath on city pavements it falls outside my window waiting for me willing me to walk to the curtains and part them I don’t stir and stay glued to my 8:30 pm spot before […]

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Lost…

Lost…

I am walking on the rain soaked earth, drizzling clouds  falling upon me, all I feel, are your last words digging through, My feet walking me into the moisture laden air, While the heart is on its way into the past , losing itself to the memory of joy, Every step in  the sparkle of […]

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Memories Of Rain

Memories Of Rain

It is a girl. She is walking down an uneven path on the barren hillside, placing her feet carefully on the loose stones. Her thin brown fingers are curled around some ferns with white spore smeared undersides that she uses to stamp Christmas tree shapes on her skin. She places a leaf at the back of the hand clasping […]

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