When I get to my feet and face you, It is no more a question of Meagre existence to me; I do not remember Who am I or Where I was born, Anymore; Vastness overwhelm me, and Silence engulf me, My desires defy senses, I feel I have wings, and I can set off in quest of the forbidden world. You helped me to look beyond The three shades of time, And interpret The untold stories of this habitat - Of men and their hardship, Of women and their despair, Of kids and their … Read entire article »

It is now lost somewhere, and I know, it’s not obscure, Somewhere it can be easily found, Perhaps in the same neighborhood, Now grown so indifferent; Or in a matted dream From not so distant past As oblivion; and I am hopeful, What was once ours Can surely be found. Adolescence was in fact queer, To me, And the rest of us, Facing the unknown, What we were told, Were risks; Stopped to be questioned By the elders all along; Yet every moment, However small Or insignificant, Made us feel so special, Adorned with happiness- I have never been … Read entire article »