Reflection – A Prayer
I hope you find lessons in your reflection and I hope these lessons come to you easy.
I hope you find lessons in your reflection and I hope these lessons come to you easy.
Don’t objectify me. Don’t deify me. I am not a sex object. I am not a worship object. I am no goddess. I am a person. I am a voice.
I read ‘Carrie’ by Stephen King. In the same week, I received an invitation to a school alumni meet.
You learnt to float, she yells,ducking under him smoothly.When she surfaces,he’s walking on the water.Away.
Power play – a poem.
“You’re a con. None of these things work.” said Shayla shaking the tiny glass bell with the silver heart for a clapper. It was pretty but Shayla wouldn’t admit that. She settled for holding it with the tips of her manicured fingers. “That’s not true. I don’t lie.” Deerun replied,…
I drag feet of clayThrough a day too longFlap through the slime of bad moodsTo islands of coherent thoughtAnd prepare for the battle of the sore back I fidget in my chairAnd remember too late,I’m wearing whiteI work late so the paper’s pristineAnd so no one sees the stains when…
This is a book review for BlogAdda. The blurb of ‘7 Secrets of Shiva‘ by Devdutt Pattanaik says, “Smeared with ashDraped in animal hideHe sits atop the snow-capped mountainSkull in handWithdrawn, with dogs for companyDestroying the world with his indifferenceHe is God who the Goddess shall awakenHis name is Shiva…
A friend invited me to judge a fashion show at the Gangaur celebrations of her (Marwari) community. I didn’t even know about this festival until she asked me.
I particularly remember the details of a particular journey. It stands out in the multitude of other daily routes and frequent destinations that would checker the rest of my working life. I used to take an AC bus to work each morning where I was spared of the usual Mumbai…