Branding Divisive Patriotism

A play by the renowned writer Mahashweta Devi , DRAUPADI , Was yesterday enacted in Haryana University turning it into a battleground between right wing organisations and students. Its a story of a tribal woman killed in an encounter by special forces . It is amusing how every prime time newsroom uses army as a…

I Sung You Like A Verse

(From a writer to another writer . In a moment of chilling heights , warm tea , songs sung and conversations held .)  #travelbuddies I sung you like a verse from a forgotten poem , Like a stroke of brush from a faded canvas , Like a touch of life in a weathered sculpture ,…

Aayat

(My first poem in Hindi) Kuch Ajeeb sa lgta hai ab pyaar ka mtlb , Kuch khoya sa , kuch jhootha sa , Kuch mtlabi , kuch neeras sa… Jaise uttran ho कई dilon ki, Jaise baghban mein anchahi ghaas , Jaise purani imarton me dbe hue itihaas , Kuch aisa lgta hai Ye pyaar…

Shiva To Me – Shivoham

As my days are spent in sifting through the magnanimous cultural heritage of this land of sadhus and aghoris , a land of conch shells and snake charmers (I am proud to belong to the land of such mysticism and spirituality ) , a land of breathtaking art and architecture , I can’t help but…

The Chaos We Called Love -3

You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole. The Chaos…

The Chaos We Call Love -2 🍁

They want to know if I love them,  that’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet. The Chaos We Call Love -2 🍁

The Chaos We Call Love 💔 – 1

He smoked as much as I breathed, and I guess that’s where we went wrong. His love for me, if there ever was any, was overpowered by the bottle and last promised cigarette. The Chaos We Call Love -1 .