Sunday, July 24


Give me that stare now
Your eyebrows raised and shaped
Wide smile on your lips

Those dimples round and deep
Your cheeks rosy; and innocent
Sparkles in your eyes

Just hug me forever
So that i feel real bliss
All my stress vanished

Form of Poetry : Haiku / Senryu

Saturday, July 9


He was standing there alone. Lost in the crowd. People were running here and there. On the streets cars and motorbikes were honking and speeding away. Everyone rushing towards their destination, busy with their own activities...

A 30-some with a velvet handbag stepping into a mall, a school kid waving hands, an elderly couple, hordes of 20-some couples, a street vendor selling 'vada pavs' to his customers, a happy customer enjoying the 'paani puri', a college kid talking on phone having parked his bike to the gang way, so on and so forth...

He was also in a rush. But he sensed he is not like everyone else over there.

Yeah, most of them wore a smile.