On the streets of Ooty

On her forehead worries collapsed one upon another a wrinkly pile of seasons harsh sustaining each other Wrapped in wool her body refused warmth creeping into her heart with a strangers smile She sat crumbling in pavements indifferent to her plight diffidence poised on her lips waiting for the dusk that forever hung over theContinue reading "On the streets of Ooty"

Re-discovering writing with Rilke

An impulse is enough to remind you of what you love and truly cherish. In the recent years earning income from my writing has become so necessary that at moments I forget what it is to write for passion; to give in to the urge inside which at the very moment that I want toContinue reading "Re-discovering writing with Rilke"

To my children

For Sairam,  Pranav,  Aanya,  Nethra,  Rishab,  Parv,  Jathin, Ved and all kids I Pray That you find courage, to be brave That you nurture compassion, to be kind That you choose honest,y to be truthful That you believe in goodness, to be virtuous That you encourage innovation, to be different That you discover meditation, toContinue reading "To my children"