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Category: Miscellaneous
Angry Mom
My mother is angry with me. I need a new strategy. If you’re acquainted with me. I just want to … More
Are all the people in your life dead?
I am known to have the most horrible phone etiquettes. That is what prompted a friend to use such morbid … More
People say a lot of things…
I just observe what they do. That will never confuse you. When in doubt, open your eyes. Then sit to … More
Hunter’s Maze
Lonely people have observation skills. There’s nothing that gives them thrills. So in the stillness of their hearts, they draw … More
Today’s fried fish
I sent her a picture of fried fish. Of what I cooked today, this dish. To which she replied, at … More
The Cookie Monster
Somebody help me. Please set me free. I’m addicted to… cookies, that’s true. I have too many favourites. And can … More
I’m Addicted
When I was introduced to you, I really didn’t back then knew. How insanely crazy I’d become, Without caring about … More
Flowers that didn’t die
Flowers in full bloom, Intoxicating with vapours of perfume. Fragrance in the air. Enveloped me like a teddy bear. Beautiful … More
I want to play Badminton
I really want to play badminton. Unlike tennis at Wimbledon. Of course, that too I wouldn’t mind. But, I don’t … More
Get Well Soon
Get well soon. So fun activities, we can resume. Really, please get well. I can’t see you in sickness dwell. … More
Dance of the Three
The heart wants what the heart wants. But the mind is trained to restrain and conform. The spirit has all … More
Echoes in the Rain
If the morning was sleazy, how could the rest of the day be breezy? When it rains, it pours. Can … More
Sail Away
Rowing against the tide no more. Just too tired anywhere to go. Can I just sway with the wind? And … More
Mama’s Malai Ghee Barfi
My mom made this awesome barfi. And gave some to me. It was super delicious. Much more than many sweets … More
Ice Apples
My Tamil friends call these ‘Nangu’. Ice apples, in English; but you probably knew. In Marathi, it is known as … More
Papa’s Umbrella
My papa had this huge umbrella. He made me feel like Cinderella. Unlike many other languages in India, Catholics here … More
Chai-Biscuit
I only started drinking tea three and a half years ago. Before that, I was some kind of health freak … More
She’s missing Dubai
She’s missing Dubai. My sweet friend from Mumbai. She lived there for two and a half years. But still hasn’t … More
One of my ‘fat days’
Today has been one of my ‘fat days’. And I feel a sense of malaise. Okay, it’s not just today. … More
Shah Rukh’s little secret… psst…
So, I have been involved with the culinary arts, since a dozen year ago when I did start. By that … More
My Poisons
Yes, it’s true, I’m Catholic. But, that does not make me an alcoholic. I am aware – my community is … More
Sundar Sasta Tikau – new mantra
There was a time up until three years ago. The gym was my happy place meadow. I started that craze … More
Carrot Lane
There is something I find rather disconcerting. I see all you humans struggling and working. But not for food, shelter, … More
Safety First
I’ve worked for three different airlines. And their priority is somewhere on the same lines. Some had their focus on … More
Tiramisu
Oh dear beautiful tiramisu. Do you even know how much I love you? Of all the dazzling temptations in the … More
Decision Fatigue
Well, decision fatigue…. is a concept so to speak. Where your brains get fried. So you can no longer decide. … More
Martian Talk
I received a forward from a friend yesterday. It was a funny video; this is what it conveyed. The desperate … More
Decoding Time
There are so many times I’ve said I’m too busy. But let’s dilute that statement from the fizzy. The fact … More
Your Dream Job
Today I had the opportunity, to speak to a member of the professional community. He asked me a question. That … More
A rhapsody of intricate weaves
I’ve been in Chennai almost a dozen years. Yet there are only a few who have seen my tears. I … More
Yesterday’s Haircut
So yesterday I cut my hair. And I feel a sense of despair. I always get emotional when this happens. … More
That human scent
I thought it was only me. But it’s a real concept, you see. I can almost recognize. People without my … More
The frayed ends of sanity
The frayed ends of sanity. Concealed by my vanity. Thankfully, you don’t see. These demons following me. The past, engulfs. … More
The Wriggley Snakes
Wriggley snakes. All over the place. Makes me want to hide my face. Friends or foes? Just who knows! Snakes … More
The Wild Child
This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. … More
Why Pink?
Pink is the colour of my lipstick. That brightens my face all so quick. Pink is the colour of my … More
Crossroads
My life flashes before me With all these uncertainties. Flashbacks and memories. Will I ever forward see? Living and dying. … More
The passive smoker
Those of you who don’t know. I’ve never been a smoker and I’m a Virgo. I know those two details … More
Garlic Butter Prawns – Poem
I just love garlic butter prawns. Because they have no bones or thorns. Drenched in buttery goodness. Easy to prepare, … More
Mosquitoes
They bite my toes. Those damn mosquitoes. Siphoned out. As if from a spout. Irritating my capillaries. As if feasting … More
Save the tiger!
Someone sent this to me a while ago. A few months, I don’t know. But it’s just so hilarious. Don’t … More
Candy, the honey bee
Candy, the honey bee went out to see. Everyday sat on flowers and gathered honey. Yellow and black, this uniform … More
Tenses
The past, didn’t last. The present, seems dependent. The future, could be wiser. If you look behind. You may remain … More
Cave
Oh, to live in a cave. the whole being craves. Space of it’s own. Constantly in a zone. Just the … More
Cosmic Shores
The corners of the universe, appear dim and without purpose. The flags of peace, holding on, not at ease. The … More
Chalti ka naam
Chalti ka naam gaadi. Chahe ho na ho purani. Ruk-ruk ke aage jaaye. Chahe petrol ho ya diesel, haaye. Bas … More
To each his own
To each, his own. At the end of the day, you’re alone. If mercy is shown. Accept it as a … More
Waiting for March
Soon at last, it will be March. Time to bid goodbye, to the past. March brings, birds that sing. Bright … More
I miss you
Bombay Bombay, I miss you everyday. There is life in your veins. No where else is the same. Oh, sure … More
