March 21, 2013

March 17, 2013

Writing Your Story

You find yourself there
It just  happens to you
You cant help falling  in love
You wonder at the slant sunbeams
Each morning you wake up.

Writing your story
You are walking with me
These things happen to you
Like they happen to me.

Hide beneath my good words
You happen to love these words
They ring so true
That's when I envy you

To decide what to  feel
To decide what to see
Do you know you are free?

March 16, 2013

The Man who

1.As the days pass

You  who searched for dawn
 at the deepest corners of the night
You who looked for  peace
At breakneck speeds
Did you even have a name for your dreams?

The walls emerge at the boundary of each word
And ancient debates that you dint take
Only you have seen the days racing into the night
The tip of the tide never knowing itself
before receding into the sea
But pays repeated pilgrimages to memory
As each story turns to a anecdote
Do you ask yourself
In being wise how much did you loose?

2. Each Day

Each day a want is converted to a need
And a pile of guilt is shoved to the background
Each day we make a new wall
And hide beneath it
Our own dull heaven

Each day we long for childhood
In love's eyes
But how much will it takes to play this game?
How much will will it demand
To convert this love to a need
From a want?


He passed by the market
And placed a mirror in front of the coffee house
He went to the bar and
placed a mirror there
We fell in love with her
and placed a mirror in her face
He failed the test and
placed a mirror in his house

So everywhere he goes
He meets his own gaze
And they keep saying to him
"There will be no goodbyes here
Each inch traveled will cost you pretty dear"

March 5, 2013

Summer Overflowing

The autumn of the summer day
The earth has had its fill of the sun
Colors tend to spill
out of the of the dimensions of things
The yellow turns to a stale amber
In aneurysmatic waves
Come memories
Of auburn days in the country
Of medieval bazaars
Of  enterprise ,of community.

March 3, 2013

Inherent Vice

I shall  meet you in a bridge
At the edges of the wolf kingdom
With a promise to shed all skins
I see you standing with a bowl of sugar
You the unknown sugar seller
My concealed strategies
Your terrestrial vice
Our war of confused identities
Where to hide?
Cause the wolves are all around
Cause the wolves are howling in hunger
But you keep feeding me sugar
Where do I hide you?
To have more of you
More than these wolf laws can give
But look ...even less
Even less than what you need.

March 2, 2013


 Real Funny Places

 Nepali in Andaman!

 Fuckin itinerary!....A K Hangal telling the old days at Cellular jail ..

Bagwatis ....(.for a contemporary reference or whatever  )

True Blue

Finally clear about starboard , deck and port

The Cellular Jail....fav holiday destination

 Consider the 3

 Bal ......Hailakandi aigelam na kita?

Here and beyond

  Is it panic in its eyes?  


 Fat martin's  


Anupam kher....dont ask why?   just anupam kher

Say come on ....dont stare like that!

Girlie stuff

 Everything is illuminated


August Gathering 


A  scene from the blair witch project

   Found Nemo
"Don't it just look so pretty 
This disappearing world "

David Gray.