Bangles

I scanned the shop for any anomaly. The ledger was in its place, the cash drawer was locked, as were the shelves. Everything looked normal. I turned off the light. Once the momentary blindness passed, I could see everything under the dim light of the the electric lamp. I gazed at the picture of Goddess …

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Song of the Summer Bird

(First Published in the Urban Shots: Crossroads Anthology) I ran out of the door, as soon as Padma turned her back on me. Before she could catch me, I was jumping down the stairs, two at a time. I slowed down after I crossed the gate to look behind me. Padma was not on my …

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Poetry – On writing

Always I have waited, for words to be wise before they are permitted on paper, evaluated, judged and criticized for accuracy lest they be decried as mere crap. A mask of intelligence seemed necessary, vulnerability was deemed un-necessary, always it felt more important to hide, all that actually needed to be shown. Moments rare are …

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The article which made it to CBSE Text-Book

In 2008, I wrote this article for TerraGreen. I accidental discovered a couple of days ago, that this article has been published in the CBSE Std X , Interact in English, Main Course book. I was neither informed nor was my permission sought since the copyright for the article still lies with me. While I …

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Leaving myself

I fall a flower on its way to god’s feet empty of desires devoid of defenses willing to be adorned or trodden over The mind is shedding its person leaving behind a being at once nothing and all-encompassing Where there was once fear now lives joy waiting to play in light bask in the glow …

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Travel, Poetry, books and an award

For years, I chased after dreams;  For years I made resolutions every new year and then looked away from them as the days passed - too ashamed to even acknowledge that I had made those resolutions.  Then last year, inspired by a friend who went after one of her dreams and fulfilled them, I decided …

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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 to …

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