The Bench

The Bench

In a small discreet corner of the huge park Behind that ancient tree which bends every which way Is a cosy bench, dull, brown and often sad But not long ago, it wasn’t so grey The very first visitors that it had on it’s installation Were two young lovers, oh so in love You could see the future they were painting A beautiful scene will a brilliant sky above Soon the lovers left and the bench was…

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Boring

When I saw you, the world did not stand still. There was no music playing in the background. There were no gentle winds caressing your face. There were no heart-shaped balloons floating around you. Time did not move in slow motion. Everything was normal, ordinary. My coffee still tasted bitter, my hair still stuck to my lipgloss. But maybe because it was so normal, so everyday, my soul fell in…

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To Be Or Not To Be...Is That The Question?

To Be Or Not To Be…Is That The Question?

Ever looked at the sky and wondered what is the meaning of life? Ever saw your crush and thought the breeze was a little stronger that day? Ever wished that someone would buy you a drink when you’re at the bar? Ever wore a dupatta and hoped it would get stuck in someone’s cufflinks? Ever passed in an exam without effort and failed miserably in the one you studied tirelessly for?  If you answered…

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I Know My Place

When at the end of the day, after having spent 8 grueling hours at the office and 3 hours of constant crying from one or the other kid, you tell me that I should have made something better for dinner That office work is not going to put taste in my cooking and I should focus more on my kids’ homework rather than that file my boss wants me to edit That the house looks dirty today because I forgot…

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Four

Four dolls to be lined up in an order only she understood, one after the other, with her brother’s toy trucks some distance away because girls play with pinks, not blues. Four glasses to be filled with water in the kitchen, one after the other, with her brother’s books kept on a high shelf because girls balance trays, not equations. Four dresses to be tried on for the party, one after the other,…

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Paradox

It’s a world of precise carelessness and fiery indifference, of secure abandonment and profound nonchalance, of teeming scarcity and not enough availability.  And in this world of paradoxes, meeting you doesn’t seem so strange anymore. After all, conforming to the norm has never been my forte, be it falling in love with the right person or giving it my all to make it work. And yet, when the world…

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