His days became my battle, His nights became my war I held his hand throughout as he tried to leave, go far. Lovingly I held on to him. I was unwilling to let him go. My moist eyes implored. Yet, no emotion did he show.   It happened without warning. …

For as far as my eye could see, cerulean waters lapped Under a clear azure sky filled with a few cottony puffs of clouds. The coral white sand, soft and beguiling like a nymph’s touch, Was littered with shells of all sizes, shapes and colors.   My eyes opened to …

From across the road, our eyes met that summer. We both took the same bus. She took it to work and I took it back from work. Our timings on and off the bus were the only thing that coincided. That and our eyes which coincidentally met as she boarded …

Alarm doesn’t go off, I’m late for work. The maid absconds, my cabwala’s a jerk. The lift malfunctions, I have to walk up 7 floors. Son’s teacher calls, “Ma’am, come grace our doors.” Damn! I say and walk 7 floors down again. My heel breaks, I get an ankle sprain. …

Solitude is like fine sugar spun like floss on a stick That can sweeten your taste buds & satiate a craving. Solitude is like silence wrapped in the night’s veil That can soothe you and lull you to sleep like a lullaby.   Solitude is a yearning that you feel …

Summer is here, it’s the time to cavort and shout; Vacations have just started, let’s romp about. Let’s run wild and amok in the green-gold meadows, Let’s play tag & catch with all friends & fellows. Let’s go pick some wildflowers to put in our hair, Let’s go hunting for …

You use me, abuse me and cast me aside, You kick me out or let me be a part of your life. You seek comfort on my shoulder, when you cry, You’ll see my tears too, if only you try.   You seek me out when you want your hand …

  To the wily wind that threatened to lift me and sway me away, I say, “Better luck next time.” To the torrid sea that swelled & frothed to cast me adrift, I say, “Better luck next time.” To the arid breeze that parched my very essence, I say, “Better …

One day their paths diverged, the couple decided to quit. Bitterly they fought, at home, in court, everywhere they’d sit. Each wanted a piece given by the life that they had let go, To them she was the most precious thing, they both loved her so.   Eventually it came …

  I spied a swing in the park today when I took my child out to play. Oh! What memories it evoked. It left me feeling warm & stoked. It took me right back to my childhood and time was till, yes it stood; As I just stood there and …