Soliloquy

Can you tell me some better joke than the one of turning old? The one which the one-eyed bloke for a penny to you had told?   What do you make of the folk who shiver in the severe cold, who have no money for a winter cloak while you hoard Mackenna’s Gold?   Why… Continue reading

They took you apart piece by piece broke you down into a mere monolith which had ceased existing they tore at you relentlessly giving way to freedom of method to modern-day scientists who never understood   the power you held and they also questioned your deepest morals just as they wondered about the gun that… Continue reading

We start trembling from the midnight cold which catches us unawares and questions the very enigma of our involvement; these questions that we have no answers to have kept us safe, never once forgetting,   We’ve never been this close and yet we’ve never been this distant either; what remaining pieces of “us” that there… Continue reading

There are lights on the streets but it’s still dark, Waking up to another morning seems easy to the eye, Yet there are times when you seem to lose the spark which make you look upward to the exacting sky, Pinning your faith in the hands of a superior power above expecting a part of… Continue reading

The sun still rose on this dimly-lit city the day after you were gone as did the newspaper boy trudging his bicycle upon his arms in the wake of the flooded street thanks to an untimely yet not uncalled for downpour   You would think that the downpour was a sign of better things to… Continue reading

My silken-tiled bathroom reeks of Dettol and the aftertaste of a connection gone wrong along with the numerous bottles of shampoo that I now have no use for, What my silken-tiled bathroom also smells of is the lingering sweetness of your enigmatic smile. It has no soul of its own- the bathroom I mean, not… Continue reading

We were sitting too close to each other when I realised with a start that you were quite imperceptible to touch and that you didn’t like it when I strayed too close to you.   We had been within the periphery of this kind of love before but that was back when we had decided… Continue reading

Goodbye, Abhignya ma’am, you will never fade like the sunset after a long, hard day Your smile remains sheltered in the shade even when the nonchalant sky turns grey.   You whispered to those in pain You called out to those who were weak And just like a flickering candle in the rain you were… Continue reading