Wandering

I always thought that scenes in the movies when the protagonists stood looking over themselves was a little far fetched till I found myself in that very same balcony where it all started.  There I was looking at myself ....at the scene when we sat there making plans, giving final touches to something that was… Continue reading Wandering

do Lavz….two words

I call myself Some.....a simple 4 letter word. It means I am unspecified. Although I do mean things, they are just unspecified at the moment. These undefined things made up of a few outlines, include the undefined place I come from or the undetermined place of my origin or most importantly the unknown places I… Continue reading do Lavz….two words

Bahaav

Bahaav: The Flow Numerous discontinued blogs, unfinished poems, stories waiting to be written; the flow of life is interrupted by the winds that guide us. Over the last 6 months, the flow of my life has been touched not by chaos but by a sense of  quietness. So used to constant chaos, I shut myself from all… Continue reading Bahaav

Jurm Aur Saza

With the very emotional and ongoing discourse on hanging in secret of the 'terrorists' of our country, the call for capital punishment for rapists and the mass uproar over crimes against women, I thought this poem by Javed Akhtar would be apt. He talks from the perspective of both the 'criminal' and the jury and… Continue reading Jurm Aur Saza