Dear Readers, The distances we travel aren't just measured in numbers. They are also measured in terms of who we become, the tectonic shifts that happen within us. As a writer/poet, I cannot stay where I was when I started out. Not just in terms of how I view my journey but also in terms …
Small Talk
[ Dear reader, do you have an opinion about the things that happen around you? Do you openly speak your mind? Or, is it that just like me, you'd like to say a lot but watching the sun go down or talking about the weather takes precedence?] I’ve spent the better part of the day …
तुम कहते हो दिसंबर खुदगर्ज़ है…
तुम कहते हो दिसंबर खुदगर्ज़ है दिन और साल, दोनो चुरा ले जाता है। इस बार फिर सर्दी की खटखटाहट सुन रही हूँ बांवरे दिसंबर की आहट सुन रही हूँ। देखी होगी तुमने भी उसकी खुदगर्ज़ी; सिहरन भरी रातों को सिगड़ी का साथी बना देता है कभी प्यार को शाल की तरह ओढ़ा देता है …
A Hundred Quills 