burning bright

Friday, 2 September 2022

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Overheard a conversation on the bus. Two guys sitting behind me were animatedly discussing their last evening. They were friends who worked ...
Wednesday, 31 August 2022

A little splatter

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She stood on the platform and looked at the incoming train with curious dispassion. It was a train. It had mass. It had speed.  Didn't N...
Tuesday, 22 March 2022

Gender bender

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So I was walking down to unlock the gate this morning, with my cat's offspring in tow. Two boys from the neighbourhood were taking turns...
Wednesday, 13 January 2021

Ghost alert!

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Our garden of beetles and snakes also hosts the paranormal. Here's proof of the haunting, and the background story.  So I had spotted tw...
Sunday, 30 June 2013

Of Confused Dogs and Butterfly Effects

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As a rule, street dogs love me. They consider me part of an extended canine society. When I return home at night, they charge at me fr...
Friday, 3 May 2013

Sorry

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Sorry. Such a sorry word For all emotions that clog my throat. A measly statement. Common. Cramped. That rolls off trite lips by the...

The deal

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I know you don’t need me that much And that I crave for you so much more I don’t mind if you don’t, honey, We’re not here to settle ...

Mind games

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Lately, I cannot remember a thing. I forget all birthdays, I forget movie plans, I forget the book I promised to lend, And think u...

Mediocrity

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I know I'm only average And I don't want to reach for the stars; I'm happy to take part in battles And leave the others ...

Unguarded moments

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The woman in the window seat With faraway eyes and a private smile. The woman who scowls to pull out her phone But answers with a so...

My firefly

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I didn't notice you at first. A quiet flicker In the darkness of my night. But as you turned up every sunset, I began to look fo...

Beauti-Fool

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When I dress myself in trousers That play down my womanliness, When my mother rants about the pimples That seem to have sprouted on ...

No-Kia

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I lost my phone. Big deal, right? You can't throw a stone without hitting somebody who hasn't. You know the drill: block number...

Amchi Mumbai!

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Two months in Mumbai and I'm a convert!   An embarrassed convert, perhaps, but one nevertheless. Ok, granted the city has traffic snarl...

By your leave

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Why did you put up with this much? You should have left long time back. But no, being the sweetheart that you are You insisted on cu...

Canonized

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When the wise men preach noble words Calmness, balance, and restraint, They seem like such fine ideas! Impressive, if slightly quain...

Confession

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You want me, don’t you, honey? You say you like my brown skin. The rest would be too rude to say I am neither pretty nor thin. Y...

Denial

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That one much-maligned emotion Overused, clichéd, much worn out Boxed in, wrung dry, of Every nuance that it can sprout– Like th...

Beyondness

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I have sipped from the bottle I have shrunk through the door I have glimpsed the garden beyond That I had never dreamt before. I...

Not mine, but yet...

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I can not say you are mine We are continents apart Our link is thin, a tenuous line Cruelly unreal at heart. I dare not say you ...

O kokila

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There was a piper on the train today. So what, you’ll ask me. There are so many who sing and play on the local trains everyday for ch...
Thursday, 2 May 2013

time and again

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I wish I could be your watch And hold hands with you All day long. Wake up with you, and yawn An early-morning face On both of...
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Layers

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Returning home at night, alone Sometimes the lights go out A second of blackness, sudden pause, to Make sense of the world about. ...
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Here's to you. All the things you laughed at. All the things I wish I could have said. They'll never reach you, I know; this is only a poor substitute. But this is the only way I have.
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