July 18, 2017 – Meenas Poems

The bulbul sings
a kind of lullaby
induces sleep in the morn.

The half opened eyes,
close.The early morning
slumber extends contentment.

The bird continues
with full throated ease.
A melody hard to explain.

I Become Incognito July 25, 2022

A nomadic lifewith a bit hereand a little there I go about in a frenzynot knowing thedirection I am in. I jot down few points read them again and again a kind of exercise I willingly do to keep them in mindwhich I never attempted a year agocause I had a beautiful memory. The read and rereadgoes to naughtas […]

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Refractive Index July 6, 2022

At times clevermost times foolish’could be my behavioura kind of pessimismprevails as I observeperhaps echoes my weak optimism. I feel insecure in a crowd which guffaws, talks loudconverse unmeaningful a sort of reluctance, I experience.. Perhaps a fish out of water an idiom much used. The part of me, which identifiesa shrewdness. rises up in full flowf […]

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How Can I Be Anything Else? July 3, 2022

Born in a land where virtue is worshipped, Brought up in a family whichstresses on discipline, Studied in a convent where rules are gospel. Graduating in a college which mentors with an iron hand. I stay stiff and sober, an inculcation rather. How can I be anything else?

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Migratory Terms July 2, 2022

Time takes its wings,flutters, flies, never pauses.the thirty days sojourncomes to a closeoverseeing, managing taking stock, reviewinga call from homelandhalts the schedulesI hasten to a transfer With a small bag in handcontaining the credentials, I prepare for the flight,Follow the proceduresimmigration, security check,a full two and a half hourswait, I […]

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A Jaunt June 24, 2022

A drive to the plantations I see my trees looking robustshimmering with a greenish hue Part of the area, takes the cue from the play schools, hostingtwo year old. toddlers jostling in the airexpressing a sweetnessnonpareil. Crossing them, I behold the fruits with gold coats a tinge of black runs in between lie in heaps, shiningas the sun’s […] […]

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Truth Beguiled June 18, 2022

I wonder why they callthe downpour raining cats and dogs. Watching the rainfall with a bark and a howlI relate to the saying. A couple of days earlierI observed an interrupted drizzlemewing and cooing. Again associating withthe idiom I resonate, with pride. acknowledging my wisdom. Having read many connotationsI find none of them appropriate feel mine […]

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Flight Turns Expensive June 15, 2022

Back at my place of business, a second home as my visa says I step into the house, Happyas it was perfect. It is past midnight, I gobblesome food I broughtquench my thirst with a 250 mlHundred Plus, a carbonated drink. Lo! my wardrobe keys go missing I search the drawers where I keepexcept the keys other belongings remain […]

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Attitude June 14, 2022

My son spoke to me yesterday, he speaks every other day,his words of yesterday, I quote, “wherever you are mom, houses may vary, ambience might differ, places change, but you stay at homeaway from the mainstream”. “How true”! I exclaimI drive to places inside the country,fly to countries, spending money, experiencing great discomfort in flight what for? rus […]

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Namesakes June 6, 2022

it is about the namesakesalmost the same in respectsqualification very basicbody language quixotic,talk alike. a queer sound is a precursor, a drawl follows,mincing and mumbling they carry onan incessant chatter keeping those around in discomfort. The differences being twothe initial comes foremost, the most relevant distinctionone being good at heartthe […]

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Unmai May 29, 2022

Viewed by many as a maverick Unmai did not change his ways for anyone. be it you and me path being a straightforward quest. Satyam being an idealism he followed with a penchant allowed no colours or sketches whatsoever to diminish its beauty. Raw, as it stood in the arenabare as it is seen […]

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