This poem was composed in the year 2013, after the unethical killing of Sushmita Banerjee, the inhuman rape and murder of Nirbhaya and the ruthless body shaming of Marion Bartoli. The piece was written to show solidarity with women world over and to lend my voice for the greater cause of women rights. I had …
Yellow Stains
There were some yellow stains on his shirt. She couldn't get them away, The detergent didn't help much She tried, anyway. "They" saw the yellow stains, Nothing could be worse! His "honour" was at stake Couldn't she have rubbed enough? Those yellow stains would stay As long as she chose her way, With her life …
The Lady with the most Unkempt Hair
Hey! You... The lady with the most unkempt hair Did you just brush off layers from those medallions up there? I'm talking to you.... My lady...with the most unkempt hair. Can you put aside your ladle for a little while and lend me an ear... A stolen moment... What? Don’t tell me now that the …
Yesterday
Like an old habit that dies hard Yesterday hangs on. Standing in the doorway It tugs at my heartstrings. Spins a pale green yarn to keep me snug when winter sets in. Dissolves like saccharin in a cup of sugarless tea, and tempts me with its simplicity. Pulls out half a poem written in spring …
There isn’t ENOUGH Salt in the Curry…
There isn't enough salt in the curry Or, oh! It's just a little too much. You've put on a few kilos Or,oh! Lost a little too much. Isn't twenty-two early to marry Or, oh! Thirty-two is a little too much. The baby is coming very soon Or, oh! Still not planned? That's a little …
Two Lives
We never know what happens when life happens, unless it actually happens! Today we are so caught in this idea of “myself” that we gradually lose out on our “other self”. It is hard to say whether life is ready to entangle us or is it we ourselves who are willing to get entangled… …
A Hundred Quills 