You can read this on Medium as well: Link To Medium I recently came across on Whatsapp a conspiracy theory on the role of China in the Corona Virus pandemic. The full text of the conspiracy theory is given after my response (without credits as the author of the conspiracy theory is unknown). Well, the […]
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THE GARDEN OF GOOD AND EVIL IN THE TIMES OF CORONA – A MEDIUM SERIES
You can read this series on Medium as well: Link To Medium Series 1 YOUR GARDEN OF GOOD AND EVIL Hey Homo Sapiens, ta-dah! Here I am SARS-CoV-2, known to you as Corona Virus. This is my travelogue. Don’t quite remember when I was born on earth — memory’s a little hazy. But since […]
THE BEARD, THE CHEESE, THE DATE
There is an element of trouble involved in many beards. I am not talking about people for whom religion makes it mandatory that they keep one. But those for whom it’s a matter of choice, the world turns slightly complicated when they allow nature to take over their faces; coz a beard brings on many […]
MUSIC WAS, IS, AND WILL BE
Music was, is, and will be Like poetry, An anodyne in times of Grief and misery. Like a friend for all times, Always near, never far; A soothing guiding light, on a dark night The lone star. Like faith, when the heart yearns For a drop of hope; And the love everyday with whom, My […]
‘THE ENGLISH PATIENT’ – A BOOK REVIEW
If ever a book was written to stir your senses to dizzying heights, it’s ‘The English Patient’. Sometimes the lilting touch of a kiss, sometimes the prancing pace of a musical verse, sometimes the piercing stab of a needle, sometimes the burning pain of a hot iron… the book affects you in every imaginable way. The […]
I AM SEX — FRIENDS, HUMANS, EARTHLINGS, LEND ME YOUR EARS
Hi, I am sex. I am around 2 billion years old. Nice to meet you 🙂 I am guessing you know me. Especially if you are a teenager or older, though many children also know about me these days. Good for them… or not. Anyway, I am here to tell my story. I think it’s […]
EMILY’S LITTLE WORD
A word is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live That day. Emily Dickinson It’s my dream It’s my own dream I dreamt it lying on a cot That I was in love with a tot A mite of a word in some gigantic plot Hidden, quailing […]
THE GIFT OF A MACHINE — EXCERPT FROM DILLI MUMBAI LOVE STORY
Out below the clouds I rode, waving at the moon. On a black bike I rode, a dream that… We were going to live that dream again. Soon. In a minute. The rain was beating down on us like crazy. The moon was a faint silhouette behind the clouds. You wouldn’t look up and say […]
WE ARE (2002)
(We are) Like two birds Captive in a room The voices wasted Devoid of words Shorn of melody No more to bloom (We are) Like two books Dusty, moth eaten Sleeping on a rickety shelf In some forgotten nook The words in a coma As if never been written (We are) […]
LOVE — THE EYE OF THE NEEDLE (2003)
Love is the eye of the needle To be smaller is what I want. But the needle pricks me and I grow big So big that I get thrown out of my own room. Tortured, writhing, I seek to get back inside And to become small, Smaller, Into the eye, Vanish.