Category: Type 1
November 1, 2010
What my Lord made is beautiful ever
What my Lord made is beautiful ever The earth, the mountains, the creatures Those sigh on their birth whenever
November 1, 2010
First Love
She looked into his eyes painfully. He stared back, not taking his eyes off her. “I’m sorry”, she said, “You…
October 15, 2010
Désolé
“Sit”, she said and he sat down without a sound. He knew when that voice meant business. “What you did…
October 15, 2010
THE WORLD AROUND US
A dilemma of hues and cries A replica of ice cold eyes An era of hatred and discord A threshold…
October 15, 2010
My Royal Unicorn
On the blurred edges of my dreams, where i search for you each night, I found you once waiting for…
October 15, 2010
Through the lens
October 1, 2010
Had the Mahatma been Alive Today: An Un-Gandhian assessment
In response to a question, Munnabhai in ‘Lage Raho Munnabhai’ posing a Gandhigiri professor of history said, “Desh to azaad…
October 1, 2010
Through the Lens
October 1, 2010
Rape
The shy flame of the candle, virgin demeanour, Struggles in the forest of the night, The passing wind steals solitary…
October 1, 2010
Mathematics of Love
She had been dropping him hints all along, but he ignored them. It was time for her to go, still…
September 15, 2010
Six things a 25 year old expat woman should never do in Afghanistan
*Disclaimer: This piece stereotypes Afghan men. The purpose is not to make sweeping