Ode to Us

We are as boats, Floating, Capsizing, Cruising, But never falling under. You are the anchor that steadies me And I am what keeps you buoyant, Your Sea.

Reactionary

My knees might not get proverbially wobbly when I see you But I lose command of the English language And that,  I think, Is a more profound loss of faculty

Memory

You think the danger has passed You think you're in the clear. But he comes silently,  stalkingly, With the stealth of the night And when he comes, There can be nothing But to give in and be ravaged By the Power of a Memory.

Lemonade

Lemonade,  Lemonade, Lemonade,Always on a hot summer's day.I recall one day in AdelaideWhen you froze summer with the words you would say.

The Grey Envelope

This is what Armageddon looks like. From the 23rd floor. Of Essar House.Oh, and there was a fire in the middle of a mountain somewhere to the east. Loving this day. I think it's unnatural to be brimming with this much glee at the thought/sight of an impending Apocalyptic-looking scene, but I think fellow Mumbaiites …

Of White Sands & Tranquility : Mobor

Of White Sands & Tranquility: Mobor  Seahorses. Anemone.  Hippocampii. Poseidon. Master and Commander. The Kraken. The Bermuda Triangle. Turbulent, murky, shifting, boundless, briny, cerulean. From Disney to Greek mythology to a mental picture of my dream home, my thoughts have always been centered around the ocean.  It was a no-brainer then, when it came to …

Beyond

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” ― Rumi