Another Dream

They are stopping her from loving, But preserving and praising their sins. They tell her to cover up her existence, But their conscious is naked and stripped.  …

Revelry

Silent rage, Cold wars. Echoing silence, Numb wars. Dark horizons, Structured lines. Unsought actions, Traffic jams. Raging emotions, Frozen smiles. Progressive mutations, Dying conscience. Was it heaven, Or…

एक पैगाम था,

धड़कते दिल, रुकी जुबां लड़खड़ाते कदमो का मामला. ना जाने तूने क्या कहा, ना जाने हमने क्या सुना. क्या मै मिलूंगी जन्नत को, कहा मिलेगा वह जहा. वाहा…

Terribly Tiny Tales.

Sometimes the reckless poet in her, Usually just some terribly tiny tales. Unfolding stories of the universe, Romancing dreams of glorified pain. In the cry of sudden pouring…

Weekend Blues

Rain song. A big long monologue, Some moments, and a movie unmade. With sounds of the thunder, With the touch of a little rain. Hearts thrive, memories are…

The human in my woman

Life is in progress and obliteration all at once. I have felt it for as long as I can remember. To know the nature of impermanence has made…

Blurred lines

I crossed the line

I was excited to watch “Caravan”.”It’ll be an amazing day tomorrow,” I thought to myself. We were transported to the cinema from school -classmates, best friends and the…

Mithila Diaries

I have memories of the painted glasses and the bread vendor. I used to watch him each time he came around; the buns used to be soft and…

I wonder

I wonder why I worry when it is just all a story? With new beginnings and just a game called life. Why do I trouble my fragile soul…

The Forgotten Faces

Who is Nepali

Trying to describe a photograph in words has to be one of the toughest things that I have ever attempted doing. It feels like I am frozen and…