Dreams of grey

There were days when I used to listen to Papon. I still listen to Papon, but back then it was different. It was something which I used to consider out of this world. I used to listen to them at nights. During class 10, 11, 12. Those days, when you are supposed to stay up…

In a world where fate lines kiss

We sit side by side amidst the cacophony of this world, amidst floating clouds changing space coordinates on a linear time, we sit inside a bus. slide our head towards each other. our fingers begin to touch their counterparts. sliding somewhere into a dance. your index finger trailing a path through the skin above my…

On ‘not-love’

There’s this strangest thing I realize about love. I just finished watching the movie named Blue is the warmest color. It is a very subtle and delicate movie. One, which should be drunk scene after scene. Slowly. With every slide of the camera. Every frame of it. It gifts you three hours of art. There’s…

To another lost girl,

I know no poetry. I know no art. Let alone poetry and art, I don’t even know why I am writing this. To be honest, I have always been the foolish girl who doesn’t know how to deal with the world. One who doesn’t know how to speak with layers of accepted lies called etiquette….

Song-bed

1. Last night was terrible. I slept in bits. It was like borrowing some time from every hour of the night promising myself that I would sleep this time. I stuck to my promises until it was too late and I realized it was not going to work this way. And then, I removed the…

Touchwood

There are so many stages of love.  First, the talks. The never-ending ones. Ones that were so beautiful that it felt like a sin to doubt their mortality. Ones, replaying which we lulled ourselves to  sleep and woke up to a smile.  Because we knew we could talk again. On this new day. About anything….

Maya

Of sex and the river The river has always been known for its sexuality. Its sensuousness. Staring at the river, oft, I feel a pull. An airy, intoxicating pull. Like a spell whispered to me. A blue colored air of spell flying all its way to my ears. Asking me to come. To touch it….

Of Places

  I have lived in two places till date. Tezpur. Guwahati. Both different places. Beating on the same heart of the Brahmaputra. One, romantic. The other, sexy. If one can be played on a violin, the other on a guitar. One, where the evening lures your eye. The other, whose night calms your soul. One,…

The perfect lie

When Maa says that her daughter’s lips looks beautiful just with its natural color and the lipstick is something her pretty lips don’t need, I cringe. I want to scream and sit on the floor and cry like a baby all in that very instant. And in the very next, I realize it would hurt…

We could never be us

it’s been a long time. since we last connected, or so i thought. it’s been a long time since i have smelled your perfume that dusty Park Avenue smell, and smiled shyly of the knowledge that you’re around. it’s been a long time since i was in love with you. the very first time. my…

The disintegrating sun

And God said, “If they ask where the colors came from, tell them it was from the Sun. Tell them that when the Sun undressed its fire, the universe started to pick up its colors. They all picked up the color they liked most. That’s how trees got green, the sea blue and the sky..well,…

Lullaby

Stay there,close your eyes and stay. Stay there,cause u deserve to stay. Stay there,curl inside her breast. Stay there,close your eyes and stay. As your tiny hands try to catch the air as they try to find her hands. As your tiny self tries to fit in there as you look at her and smile…..