I roam, chamber to chamber, lantern in hand,
Is this my crossroad, or a crossing mere?
Strange are these paths, known unknown,
Straight, long, narrow and square.
While I re-search a semblance of sanity,
I roam, chamber to chamber, lantern in hand,
Is this my crossroad, or a crossing mere?
Strange are these paths, known unknown,
Straight, long, narrow and square.
While I re-search a semblance of sanity,
Grey saltshaker, Peppery wisdom sprinkle, Whisking away all sorrows, Evoking  songs unique, Waltzing jowl to cheek. Wrinkly edges chronicled, Gift-wrap recycled, Two hairs on her chin, Bind yesterday to the morrow. Mouth too large, Twin lips smile, awhile,...
Between you and me, A flurry, a whisper blew. Your lips moved, hands still, Eyes disprove. A movement; clear yet transient vibe, Fleeting, yet tangible. A new constant, to hush the jibes? Utter out loud, shred the silence, A plea, do honour this alliance. What...
Stretching my arms, I waited. My white blossomed essence, Upon you a spell to cast. There you were, in my bower, There I was, me, my ardour. Yet your gaze met not mine, You passed by, my chassis wine. Weep I did, bitter tears. Years went by, seasons rolled, So did...
It had rained incessantly all night. The leaves outside her window were exhausted from all the pelting, the sounds and were sleep-deprived. Toward dawn they gently nodded off. The rain had left its perfume in every bough, an earthy lingering as it were and the trees...
A script and screenwriting workshop in a haven called Himalayan Writer’s Retreat nestled in the mountains at Satkhol (3 hours from the plains at Kathgodam) en route via Bhimtal. It was an enriching experience with participants from all over India and abroad. Anu Singh Choudhary who has co-scripted many screenplays such as Aryaa, mentored us with great patience and panache. The four-day workshop was a great learning experience. And in such an idyllic environment too.
We aren’t here on earth in order to bend over backward to resemble everybody else. We’re here to be ourselves, in all our gnarly brilliance.