Category Archives: Prose Writing

INKtober2016 | Day 7, 8, 9 | Inflammable

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On some days, she garners too much fire in her belly that could ignite the phosphorous in her bones. Such is her rage- inflammable She could start a firework- begins to smoke, spits out sparks, flames and drops ash. There are no invitations to witness the spectacular. It is something she does to herself in […]

Coalescence Of My Wildest Dreams

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At times I experience difficultly in moving ahead with everyday chores. There are lapses now and then. My movements slow down and I sink inwards wherever I am. The physical sense of being able to see with my eyes, merges and diverges with what I wish I could see. A kaleidoscope of shifting, colourful images […]

A Piece Of Me Lives In The Moon

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I have answers to all kind of questions. But my reasons may contradict other’s reality. For example, who lives on the moon? A rabbit or a man? Remember the Chinese folklore story about the Jade Rabbit on the moon? The rabbit which offered itself to a hungry monk by jumping into fire? The monk turned […]

Flowers In Terrariums

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“I need to watch you closely, may be a few inches from here, every passing second, without batting an eye. I needed to measure the length, thickness, breadth and weight of you. I need to know the reason behind your blue face, and dry throat. I want to dress your wounds, and clean the clutter […]

The Insignificant Million

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*Trigger Warning*: Suicide Do you mean to say that the death of people who were born into, lived through and died in poverty is of no significance? There are millions of people who do not experience any kind of economic and social progress ever in their lives. They live and die in insufficency. Only few […]

Peace is a rare privilege

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The over night cloudy skies, bring in a shady gloomy morning. The darkness of the day, settles under my eyes. I am exhausted without even beginning today. I cover my face. When I cover my face, my dresses look like they came with face covers. My face cover never stood out from me, it never […]

Coalescence Of My Wildest Dreams

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At times I experience difficultly in moving ahead with everyday chores. There are lapses now and then. My movements slow down and I sink inwards wherever I am. The physical sense of being able to see with my eyes, merges and diverges with what I wish I could see. A kaleidoscope of shifting, colourful images […]

Overflowing Potheads

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Here’s presenting my first art plus words collaboration with visual artist, Tanya. The following sketch represents humans with overflowing minds indicating overthinking. I penned down my thoughts surrounding this picture. Hope I’ve done justice to her art. Thanks to Tanya for letting me publish her work exclusively in my blog. Do let us know what […]