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From the Ashes, I Rise: A Song of Self-Belief

The world feels vibrant around me. The sand, cool and wet, squishes between my toes, a familiar sensation that grounds me. This feeling of everything being within reach, a dance of the senses – it's happened before. Yet, there's a flicker within, an enigmatic energy pushing me forward. It's the spirit of a conqueror, a lone wolf on a path less traveled. The destination hasn't been easy to find. It's certainly not the one I initially envisioned, but it makes a deeper kind of sense. Every day, this fire inside me ignites, demanding attention. It's like coaxing stubborn embers into a roaring fire, using every ounce of my strength. Each cough from exertion only fuels the resolve to keep going, to become more than I ever thought possible. The truth is, I don't have to do this alone. This journey, this membership in a destiny I've only begun to grasp, requires me to embrace it fully, to push harder with each passing day. There will be doubts, whispers question

Mentor application

A new day came, application was written Of mentoring program such new Out of brilliant candidates  They will still shortlist few Oh bhai, kya karun Ho ga kaise? She said and came to me Oh we will see, karte hain ab Ek line by line, editing is free Then we did magik with a k Okay we were then now And sis thinking ye hua kaise? Is this my application now? Bhai ne kaha, ye to tu hi hai Maine to sheesha dikhaya You have done so so so so much It's yours to follow for succession now Aage jao tum, take a step hum dum Mentee aaj bano, kal mentor Ye jantu jiske, hum tantu kiske Dikhao jid phadd ke, karke

Hope

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The hope i have is because of you I hope to hear my sister's voice Her voice i haven't heard since morning Each voiceless moment makes me pry; around the corner in the house Lying and learning ist bin chin pin pin When i share I don't see an ear An ear to listen my croaky sound My throat is lumpy, because i haven't spoken All the birds vocal are silent The dam is rising, without an outlet How to speak without each other's physical sign Am I speaking to  air, or to a ghost 👻 within Heavy chest lumpy my voice  Think of my sis, all moments together This reality has this strange one choice

morning 🌅 music

The music 🎶 stopped The vaccum is done Air sucked out of home, and the walls have lost their lustre The morning shine isn't with us The evening might is an issue The chest is heave with a load of bricks The bricks are heavy than a load of tons My poetry has turned to nonsense 😃 We are all creatures waiting to live another time The time that was yesterday In our heads and minds and souls

Christmas Eve

It was Christmas week in India, we had moved in recently in out apartment Oh, what a hulabaloo it was to move and settle in with all things thrown around You helped, as angel when hope was lost  From C 1002 to C 801 leading tables and couches  We worked morning and night

Heritage Village on 4th November

You swipe your card on me like there's no tomorrow Money, water there's no difference when bhai come to the fore No holds barred, we flop around in the vast campus of the village Eat chicken, have tea, evening spent beer in hand The world is still the same with food and beverage all around The absence of the opener is felt still The village resort is nearby There's no will to go to enter still Go out of house, find a new repose The shared room does not compose Two distant realities, sit afar  Locations have nothing to say anymore

Oye Lucky Lucky Oye

 When this song is put on The sleep goes off Each evening when I sing It comes in your ear in the din of night You prevent me to sing I sing to annoy you We sing to annoy the annoyance within us We dance when we have nothing to do There were times when it was only a song we sang It was the way to pass time Now the time that we don't have  There's nothing to pass, there no annoyance to be had