Endless wait,
ships approaching mooring.
captured traveller wearing wrinkle,
sighting for the savior,
false signals are like hope,
illusory over time,
growing beard,
grey hair,
excitement,
sorrow,
chasing dreams,
unquenched at the whisper,
motor engine splashing through the water,
barren land for company,
abandoned by time and its purveyors,
friends lost to world’s myriad…
The Passionate Princess laced with visual opulence, ode to bold woman in medieval times
Book Review
Author: Sundari Venkatraman
Rating: Three and a half
Publisher:
Genre: Historical Romance
Introduction:
A historical romance set into 14th century India is no child play and particularly when there is so much influence through our rich Indian literature such as Vedas, Upanishads, Ramayana, and Mahabharata or even Devdas, for that matter making it a daunting task. It begets a…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 10
“What is he doing here…noo…noo…noo…it cannot fucking happen?,” Geet turned red and was on the verge of a panic attack. She almost flung the CD lying on the table towards RJ G, “Why the fuck your name starts with G and if it does, why be so cool and peppy?! RJ G. My ass! Just plain call yourself Ginni. It’s not ugly or you getting laid with so many and you don’t wanna be exposed.”
“Relax babe.…
Book Review: Teens book live out fantasy and adventure
Book Review: A San Franciscan Dream
Author: Saad Amaan
Genre: Teens and adventure
Rating: Three stars
Introduction:
A book about teenagers by teenagers, exploring San Francisco during a maiden trip, and getting stuck in the US make it replete with eyes twinkling with dreams and adventurous excitement. When Saad Amaan, the 11-year-old writer contacted me on Linkedin to review the book, I…
Numb and other feelings
Numb is pain,
happiness is let go of every thing,
binaries of past and present,
unquenched emotions,
entrenched in wounds left behind,
beyond frailty of time,
cake of happiness,
smeared on soul,
craving for this morsel,
tell me the ingredient,
i want but a slice,
quenching seamless hunger,
loosening the flesh,
accepting love and pain,
shedding tears,
creating the…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 9
The campus was brimming with the college crowd swarming to the main circle with books in hands. Hardik held stack of Xerox copies in hand, walking restlessly and trying to remember concepts and equations. He straddled aimlessly unaware of the crowd watching him learning by rote and tension wearing thin on his face.
Boys and girls, squatted on the stairs and cement slab discussing the paper, some…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 8
The cab screeched in front of the gate at Hari Om apartments in South Bombay. It was unusually dark everywhere. The lights went off and the building wore a haunted look. They slid past the metal gate. The bored guard was slouching and slumbering on the plastic chair didn’t give a damn who entered and exit the building. He plainly told them it was a complete black out.
Geet and Hardik silently…
Cupid’s mirror
Love is nameless,
fallacy of heart beat,
waltzing to the tune of gentle whisper,
fragrance of red rose,
escorted by love ballads,
romantic tunes,
i sit alone,
surrounded by lovers cuddling,
kissing,
rose stroking lips,
longing for the One,
heart says she is waiting,
brain tells too old,
make love to the mind,
alluring tales,
hearts swept to the tide,
feelings washed ashore,
an…
Tale from the coffee shop
What if we were having a webinar! Whatsapp call or met for coffee by accident? I would perhaps ask how life is treating you in this pandemic or post-pandemic world depending on the part of the world you are living in. It wouldn’t matter whether you are living in a city, state, or country infested with COVID cases flaring up and/or in a place with very few cases. Fact is that the pandemic is…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 7
Chapter 7:
Geet flipped a cigarette from the fresh pack and lit with curled smoke blowing into ringlets disappearing with the wind billowed past the half arc surrounding the seas. She took a drag and intensely admired the sea breeze at Marine Drive, standing alone on the parapet, wondering on the last couple of days. She gave Hardik cold stares for almost a week and secretly wished that he would…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 6
Chapter 6:
“What the fuck were you doing?” she asked in a firm voice at the coffee shop. He didn’t know what to reply and where to look. There was absolutely no way to pacify Geet and her eyes were spitting fire. Having an inkling what’s coming his way, Hardik took another sip of coffee and casually asked, “So, when are you coming to college? I am thinking to leave for Pune in a couple of…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 5
Geet was surfing through prospective matches on Tinder. She saw his profile. She swiped to another match. She wanted to make him jealous and a reluctance to push away his feeling. The thought of him making a formal proposal haunted her endlessly and spent nights staying wide awake. The bell rang. She was in her denim shorts and traipsed lazily barefoot to swing the door open.
Her Mom stood…
Review: Sonnal Pardiwala invests kindness and empathy helping get hold of panic
Book Review: “Get Hold of Panic: The Personal Account of a Psychologist.”
Genre: Psychology and Self Help
Published: November 2020
Introduction:
Sonnal Pardiwala is a counseling Psychologist and there is no one role that she hasn’t played, right from Home Schooling to films and author in her latest book, “Get Hold of Panic: The Personal Account of a Psychologist.” Living up to the motto, “The…
Sparkling lights,
flocking to road of freedom,
over aching guilt,
bruised wounds beyond time,
scars on sleeve,
we take in our journey,
wiped by dust,
infinite traveller,
unbound by complexity of relationships,
yarned by destiny,
circled by the flames,
desire lost to routine,
contemplating to darkness,
unforeseen future,
cluttered in past baggage,
present unsealed,
passionate are…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 4
Chapter 4:
Geet’s fingers twitched on his jeans button and slid her palm on his hairy chest. He traced the line on her navel and finger’s toe touching the pierced ring. Tongue curled caressing the ring, lip pressed and tooth touching the ringlet as if gently licking a mouthful of ice cream. Body pressed to the wall in the living room surrounded by the couch, Khajuraho painting and lamps hung on…
Stench wafting,
thickened nostril,
strange odor,
cigarette spark flicked aimlessly,
littered floor,
reddish paan spit,
alcohol stench flowing,
condom pack, underwear and bra,
gender neutral,
neither man nor woman,
fear, tears and emotions,
stale milk,
split on stove,
burnt cigar,
once gone hath no tomorrow,
pain is no pleasure,
lost emotions,
confluence of whispers,
waned…
College memories,
years spent in the campus,
sitting at the main circle,
straddling in the evening,
past the trees and tall buildings,
soothing hunger,
quest for knowledge,
friendship carved over the years,
feels like a life time,
innocent crushes,
excitement on the first day,
dreams to conquer,
years lost to echo,
listening to the inner us,
if the sprawling trees could…
Story of my sanitizer
Grocery list may seem to be an exercise as futile and mechanical, repeated over months and years. The average consumer keeps adding or slashing items on the list, barely able in sticking to them and resisting the supermarket urge.
2020 was an eventful year that probably few among us would like to remember for obvious reasons. There is one item that makes the cut regularly on your shopping list.…
Night in a labyrinth
Seamless night,at crepuscule’s tipping point,dotted stars on the fading sky,thick heat flowing,nausea filled space,gutted emotions,never felt long,decade of emotions,such long night,undying moon,sepulchral yellow turned whitish,glitter on the face,counting every second,strange heat asunder,at orbit’s end,losing count of years,an eerie night,never cease to wane,dawn never surfaced,nor did the…
Our Small Lives: A poignant tale about a migrant woman, social ostracization and patriarchy
Book Review: Our Small Lives
By Sehr Sajjad Emaad
Released in 2020
Rating: Three and a half stars
Read the blurb on Goodreads and click on Amazon to buy the book. The author can also be followed on Goodreads, Twitter and Instagram.
Introduction:
Sehr S Emaad’s Our Small Lives traces the journey of Sara whose family faces ostracization in Pakistan and called as Non-Muslim in their country of…
Soaked in gentle hymn
Window perched on skyrise,
flapping and flitting right to left,
invisible force,
wind’s whisper,
rain drops caking on face,
soaked in gentle hymn,
mind hovers to the past,
reminiscing of city’s charm,
tiny lights,
gentle sea at night,
ah! I miss them,
eternal moments,
eyes gaping at grandeur,
enshrined in memory,
tiny humans walking,
i stood at the balcony window,
countless…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 3
Geet’s eyes were groggy and sieved on the couch for the mobile phone, seeing dozens missed calls. She put the phone aside, the countless Whatsapp messages, stretching her arms and legs plonked on the berth. The train whooshed in speed, flitting in the dark tunnel wading past Khandala. It halted after for a few minutes.
She typed, “I am sleeping, dude,” and yawning wondering whether his senses…
Rising above mayhem and crushed dreams
Once a city stood tall,
residents marvelled at rich symbols,
architecture, language and culture,
interwoven into a tapestry,
forming spirit of a nation,
trees stood tall,
each root hiding a story,
mayhem struck,
reaching to the entire country,
moving shores,
touching an entire world,
citizens wailed helplessly,
lives destroyed,
and lost to nature’s fury,
reality is…
Little dark pigeon,
lying icy cold,
wind stroking your feathers,
wings shall not be flapped,
shattered,
we know each other,
became pandemic friends,
feeding your horde,
how peaceful you went,
ignoring friends,
ways of humans,
they say you were stuck on the dead electric pole,
blame ourselves,
for we’ve stopped paying heed to nature,
a companion wiped off,
destruction will not spare…
Do you face guilt shopping trip?
Shopping can be a stressful exercise. It takes away our mental sanity when bills skyrocket with the items that you can count on fingers. As much as we believe that buying groceries is a therapeutic exercise, it gets to us when the receipt is double-checked and wondering how we went overboard.
The funny thing is there is no indulgence for products lifted on the shelf and mulling on its futility,…
Is over the top New year celebration really worth it?
As we enter 2021, the entire New Year hooplah and celebration is getting to me with timelines flooded be it on Facebook or Twitter on how people are celebrating the last time of the year. I don’t deny it feel good for once and an impression that the COVID-19 pandemic is over. Wine glasses clinked and partygoers well nothing shall deter them like our celebrities shifting home to the Maldives as…
Hot on Wheels: Chapter 2
The class was unusually crowded on a sweaty morning and the sweltering heat made it impossible to breathe freely inside the classroom. Hardik came for lecture on time. He didn’t want to bear the brunt of the new subject lecturer. He sat alone on the wooden bench on the third row, right in front of the young lecturer. She would be too young to teach in the older days. Eyes were fixated on her and…
Memory and for ever
Memories taking a lifetime,
friends made,
buried into dust,
how we shy away from everything,
a fear reconnecting,
reluctance in speaking the heart,
pain in going back to the past,
time heals,
for no relation remain the same,
distance is destiny,
taking us on a nameless journey,
the road is longer,
endless destination,
I shall not back,
we will not be together,
the past is lost on us,
separate…
Novella: Hot on wheel of love (1)
Chapter 1:
Geet broke up her engagement to the disappointment of her middle-class parents and a huge spat at home followed, silent stares exchanged for days and months. “I’ve made tea for Papa with less sugar and Mama one small spoon,” she gently put the tray on the table in the living room. They didn’t protest and slouched on the sofa, slurping the tea flowing in the ceramic mugs in silence.
At…
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