Category Archives: poetry

the day of resurgence

Not married, but I got hooked this day, 4 years ago. Completely, totally, exclusively. No looking back, just love and lots of love, and lots of it. Life started a journey of fulfillment with our union, and ever since, I just keep falling in love with you. Everyday, every time. We are growing together, understandingContinue reading “the day of resurgence”

perfection lives through ignorance

Perfection does not lead you to oblivion, it gets you closer to it. Doesn’t matter how long you practiced it, you will fall short as long as excellence chases you. It isn’t naïve to believe am not perfect, no one is. When people say ‘I am Perfect’, it means the individual is good at somethingContinue reading “perfection lives through ignorance”

‘Mother’ of all happiness

You do have many names – Mom, Amma, Ma. But all of them get equated to the same level of dignified poise that you continue to epitomise throughout our lives. We were born, we grew up, we told you we love you and we hate you, we still grew up, we finished school and college,Continue reading “‘Mother’ of all happiness”

the pious piece

One of my most worshipped places. The goddess of ultimate victory, the sound of lashing waves through the holy Ganga, the colossal view of Bally, the shrine where the famous dialogue took place, perhaps a monologue of a saint is the brimming moment of truth.

Standalone

It’s not the stature that always counts. It’s the attempt to touch the sky that evokes a cacophony of myriad ruptures. Like, fugitives in search of salvation. Like, mortals reaching out to immortals. I like the canvas, what urges brilliance is the modus operandi.

art of classical music

music has been an integral part of my life, that it’s a part of my DNA is an inexplicable conclusion. my parents and grandparents have been admirable advocates of classical (Carnatic) music, My mother used to be a decent vocalist during her younger days and dad always had this uncanny inclination towards genuine vocal chords.Continue reading “art of classical music”

gorgeous biting heat

our energy is the derivative of human passion. Passion comes in from the inadvertent urge to excel and accomplish fine deeds. All but consumed by the wrath of the Sun, the wait isn’t over till the rays get over you and you start surviving by the skin of your life. melts, sweats, pours. watery andContinue reading “gorgeous biting heat”