Not All is Lost
Posted inMaze of Musings

Not All is Lost

Being a Delhiite, born in West Bengal, who lived in Uttar Pradesh and whose family is from Bihar, I have always had a sense of the rich diversity of India…
It’s always the same
Posted inInto the Rabbit Hole

It’s always the same

While studying history in school, I always wondered, how stupid was the whole world that it took them direct poke from Germany to consider what it was doing to Jews…
Soft as Feathers
Posted inWindow to the Soul

Soft as Feathers

You may look as soft as feathers-Feathers that are white and flying untouched.But only now I know-of your heaviness similar to that of a huge stone.You're possibly as cruel as…
To the Ruins
Posted inWindow to the Soul

To the Ruins

Take me to your ruins-Where your heart's heaviness flows,In the form of syringes, plastic, clothes, broken bricks, and mud.But statues stand tall-At the expense of someone's back, and someone's spine.While…
A Room of My Own
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A Room of My Own

So many things incomplete - My stories, my flight, my thoughts, And the words on my tongue. Pens scattered on the floor, Blank pages in several diaries, While my mind…
I cannot let you pass
Posted inWindow to the Soul

I cannot let you pass

I remember all the times I sawThe Red Swans danceThousands of beribboned swords –Whirling like restless birdsTrapped in too small a cageThat bends their feathers like a bow,Ringing like the…