THE ETERNAL CIRCUS OF DELUSIONS

My mother has a problem with my writing. She dislikes my poems to an extent that she makes a face that becomes a visual adjective to my “depressing” content. She reads them on my Instagram page without any acknowledgement of reading it. I usually get to know about her opinion when we sit together in…

असणं

‘असणं’ हा एक खूप सामर्थ्यशाली शब्द आहे. ज्यांना त्याचा खरा अर्थ कळत नाही, त्यांच्यासाठी तो भयंकर आणि भीतीदायक आहे. ज्यांना त्याचं सार कळत नाही अशांच्या अहंकाराला तो आव्हान देतो. हा एक असा ताकदवान शब्द आहे जो अख्खी संस्कृती उध्वस्त करू शकतो, रिती-रिवाजांची रचना तोडून टाकू शकतो आणि एखाद्या सभ्यतेपेक्षा मोठं काहीहि असू शकत नाही, हा…

Oblique

Chaos is a loosely used word today. An incoherent sentiment that is expressed in haste or with an emotional resentment. Chaos at first instance sounds saddening. However, it has been something I have lived with, inspired by and trusted on. Abstract is a part of chaos within you. It is an intellectual revelation often asserted…

INTO THE FOG

Fog is not something that people from the cities get to experience. Perhaps the reason why it charms them a lot. The mood, the disposition, the atmosphere, it has the power to change all. I have been fond of the fog. I associate it with nostalgia, or melancholy, perhaps. I feel of the slow and…

मैं (I)

मैं हूँ क्या और क्या कुछ मैं बन जाता हूँ, रुकता नहीं किसी के ज़हन में, मैं दिल से निकल जाता हूँ। मैं इत्तेफ़ाक़, मैं वक़्त, मैं रेत जैसे, मैं उँगलियों से अक्सर फिसल जाता हूँ। कभी मिलाता हूँ नज़रें खुद से, तो आईना बनकर रूठ जाता हूँ। गिरा हूँ मैं सबकी उम्मीदों से, पर…