Misplacing things habitually, making faux passes in public, and then tripping on things, that lie right in front of me! I fidget with new things, store old trash, cling on to my past and refuse to see beyond today! I always wondered what you saw in this piece of imperfection, that constantly drives the boundaries… Continue reading What do you see?
Have you ever had a small little itch on that unreachable spot on your back that you fingers just cant reach? Its a sweet little itch that just needs to be satiated by a quick movement of fingers, a devious little chivvy that needs to be fed instantly irrespective of it being inaccessible. Just at… Continue reading Insignificantly Significant
Never have more vehement emotions been exchanged than during a lovers quarrel. Far too many poems have been written on 'hijr' or separation from your lover and about 'ishq' or romance and its sweet overtures. Witnessing a lovers quarrel earlier this week, led me into an expedition to find Urdu poetry about this very important… Continue reading a Lovers Quarrel