poem in draft—–somebody watching you

suddenly you experience fearlooking around you seek that sourcethinking what schemes set aboutfalse feelings of true panicwhere nothing seems postiveunaware that from unknown peepholessomeone stares at youwithout any fear of discoveryoverhead from the elevators;or mesh between two closets-
it pricks from undergrounds too;in the labyrinth of pipesunder those crowed highwayshe keeps himself hiddenwith much deception
he might [...]

playing for pleasing the moon

sprinkled into vast darkness stars peep out, dusting themselves from the dirt of the universe squeaky clean, they proudly preenin front of the moon wanting to please hersome even dare to press into herfew twinkling stars tinklingly taper,playing around her in the night
when her rugged surface scratches their smooth faces the stars tumble [...]

endless possibilities

Lately his fluidity of motion was gone He was controlled with a sense that was somehow scary to herHe was out in the flowing river barely visible, she kept looking at time. She had made sure, their watches synchronised. Swimming back, without a word, he lay down besides hereBarely noticing herSomething has changed, she could [...]

As new as it can get—-Sunday Scribblings/Cafe Writing

For someone who seldom makes resolutions for the New Year, I certainly have goals. Those are not entirely for this year. My elusive goals are not visible to any one even if I achieve those. I wish to grow in many dimensions and material aspect does not even enter into my plans. I strive to [...]

As new as it can get—-Sunday Scribblings/Cafe Writing

For someone who seldom makes resolutions for the New Year, I certainly have goals. Those are not entirely for this year. My elusive goals are not visible to any one even if I achieve those. I wish to grow in many dimensions and material aspect does not even enter into my plans. I strive to [...]

Continuing Traditions—Sunday Scribblings/Cafe Writing

For me, Diwali holds beautiful memories. It is the festival of lights. We celebrate it by lighting up the surroundings. Tiny Earthen lamps are used for this purpose. More of a ritual, I think. Gifts and sweets exchanged and of course, it is never complete without bursting crackers.
However, it is not same since my [...]

Continuing Traditions—Sunday Scribblings/Cafe Writing

For me, Diwali holds beautiful memories. It is the festival of lights. We celebrate it by lighting up the surroundings. Tiny Earthen lamps are used for this purpose. More of a ritual, I think. Gifts and sweets exchanged and of course, it is never complete without bursting crackers.
However, it is not same since my [...]

Continuing Traditions—Sunday Scribblings/Cafe Writing

For me, Diwali holds beautiful memories. It is the festival of lights. We celebrate it by lighting up the surroundings. Tiny Earthen lamps are used for this purpose. More of a ritual, I think. Gifts and sweets exchanged and of course, it is never complete without bursting crackers.
However, it is not same since my [...]

amnesia–3WW/Cafe Writing

clumsyfireoverlooked
child sat near effulgent firesoftly singing- yet she had no reason to be joyful.her whole world had shattered, loss of memory was a blessing.her mind overlooked immediate deficiteven though forgotten tears glistened clumsily on her cheeks-no spark kindled in her consciousness.
mother lay dead- father held for her murder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Taking Option One from December Project of Cafe [...]

amnesia–3WW/Cafe Writing

clumsyfireoverlooked
child sat near effulgent firesoftly singing- yet she had no reason to be joyful.her whole world had shattered, loss of memory was a blessing.her mind overlooked immediate deficiteven though forgotten tears glistened clumsily on her cheeks-no spark kindled in her consciousness.
mother lay dead- father held for her murder.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Taking Option One from December Project of Cafe [...]