A light, fleeting touch like a dewdrop Continue reading →
Month / May 2016
MY DAD
OK, so I always thought my mom was the more artistically gifted of my parents – she can draw pretty well – while my dad could appreciate music, poetry and nature more. But, having read my stuff and egging me on, he’s had a shot…
Happy to present six unedited ramblings from an enthusiastic, inspired 84-year old! The last one rocks it, methinks, so keep scrolling to the end!
3 Dogs, 2 Friends, 1 Lady
Of old photographs and memories…
The Death of Love
Bad loves metamorphoses
When A Stone Hits The Water
What was once a clear sense of purpose and direction
As the Globe Revolves
As the globe revolves and the orb stands still Continue reading →
FLYING KISS
The kiss she blew me
I thought would waft across gently Continue reading →
Evenings with Bacchus
Bacchus, my buddy, come drink with me
Let’s share some wino
And intoxicating company
(In Sawaalon Ka Jawaab) Questions, questions, questions…
Another attempt at Hindi (dunno where this new-found quest for experimenting in a language I’ve never been very comfortable in, has arisen from!)… with due thanks to Nandita, my tutor 🙂
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