Tidying Up

My mother always tells me That for a person with OCD, I live like a rat in the subway, With everything around me As messy as it could...

Mundane Mondays

Is it sad, or is it funny that Despite being young, My soul is already so tired, That the only reason I am still alive Is because I rely...

Deforestation

I was the quintessential billionaire Who had zero respect for people, Everything that I was, was the courtesy of My late father, who was...

Sunday Morning

Madurai: In what seems to be a rather tragic turn of events for a couple residing in P.T. Rajan Road, it has been reported by a certain...

Achy Breaky Heart

Aim of the Experiment: Dissection Of a Broken Heart Equipment Required: A bruised mind, a handkerchief or a tissue paper, your guilt food,...

Bus Journeys

One fine day, when I was four, My mother took my sister and me On a bus ride to Mausi's place, Back in 1998, it was a forty minute ride...

The Two Kitchens

In the eternal war between The mother's side of the family, And the father's side of the family, Somehow magically, almost always, It is...

Rains

I find it absolutely misleading, And pathetically diabolical On the part of people creating movies Who romanticize the rains to...

Burial

Sitting on a rusted bench That could hold only three people, But somehow miraculously fit Six people sitting on it in the Dingy waiting...

Yaadon Ki Baaraat

A self-proclaimed intellectual will Always negate what people around them Feel about the tiny pleasures of life, Like touching the wings...

Favours

I wiped my tears off as The smoke from the dying butt Of the half burnt cigarette Stung my eyes; I suppressed a cough - My third one,...

Staying Alive

11/08/1996 In the few pages of books That I had the chance to read Whenever I went to Raddi Chacha's shop To sell the newspapers of our...

Rest in Peace?

It was the second chapter In our second grade science book Or perhaps the third, Where it was mentioned about The creation of the earth,...

I Need Some Space

All this love, where do I put it down? It feels heavy, like an invisible burden That my soul has been carrying on its back, As if my...

The Men of the House

My father met my mother When he was mighty and thirty, And she was shy and twenty, And like most Indian "marriages", It was decided that...

What's In a Name?

The elder one of the family was named "Komal", And like her name, she grew up to be soft, But of course, younger siblings always know...

Antebellum

Antebellum, Latin for "Before a war" But before you ask me about it, The war is with myself, within myself, A war that has been brewing...

Home Alone

On yet another night After five consecutive nights Of drowning in a sea of pegs Full of whiskey and vodka And Jager bombs at times, I...