As we walk back, late in the evening, discussing the pointlessness of human existence, how we as a species have the singular ability to desecrate everything we touch, in our arrogance how we have managed to vandalise, destroy, ruin vast tracts of the earth irrevocably. On a planet where all other organisms coexist, taking no [...]
Sitting outside our #HouseInTheHills, the air fragrant with the scent of dope growing wild, listening to this technological wonder called Carvaan that I tote around the house like Linus would his security blanket, we watch Dusk settle her deep mantle around the sleepy village we are fortunate to call home. Almost on cue the fireflies [...]
It is quiet this morning. The crows have been awake for an hour. Long enough for them calm down after the frenzied effort to awaken the world. I need to finish the piping on my daughter's skirt. A new found love with my sewing machine.Or a newly remembered one. My daughter wanders in sleepy-eyed, sits [...]
So much has been said about the safety of women, our daughters in our country. The fear-mongering and divisiveness and the shrill voices have been growing and it has been a very depressing time. After I wrote my poem A Mother’s Lament a friend challenged to tell a happy story about how daughters are [...]
Divakar AKA Kavi Navrang yearns for an Abhisarika in his wife, a naayika so impassioned that she won’t let storms, poisonous snakes or propriety, stand in her way as she races towards her lover. Imagine Lakshmi swooning in Vikram’s arms to, ‘Na kuchh tere bas mein, Julie’, in the eponymous film. Instead Divakar is [...]
Thank you all for carrying my poem Kali as far and wide and beyond my imagination as you did. It still boggles the mind that so many of you, from around the world were moved and affected by a poem I wrote on a dark day. My deepest gratitude. The Indian Express has just published [...]
A fawn called Compassion Bright eyed, filled with life’s promise Skipping and playing, as all young things must on the meadow of wildflowers Dappled with spring’s soft sunlight When the wolves came calling. Her mother hadn’t yet taught her fear Her mother hadn’t yet taught her shame Her mother hadn’t yet taught her stranger danger [...]
