Lock-down

Switching betweenthe news channels and my thoughtsthe latter blared, as alwaysyet no one heard themjust like that 13 y/o girl’s holler. Wish she is positive inside outBecause, viruses are much faster these days. Well, let’s walk past the roadand wash our blood soaked feet. You need to protect yourself from the onewho is supposed to…

Quarantine

WriteCrumpleWriteCrumpleWriteCrumpleWrite… And this time I’m unfastening to show the tumbled me to this so called “perfection” obsessed world. Amid the glistering fossil papers making noise, Are you able to listen to the ink soaked white sheet?If not, then scroll it downbecause this might hurt your butt. Coffe mugs are the recent paper boats drifting in…

Peace in pieces

The bell chimedEntire class submerged in silenceHearing the footsteps of the “Ethics teacher”She who hated the tall, dark, thin meYes,she knows precisely what I don’t know/haveAnd asks me the sameTo make me stand outAt a point,She started detestingAll the tall, dark, thin girls in the class That is the momentWe clasped handsTo stand against ourEthics…

He is She is He

“Right from his walk to talkeverything denatured”those tubby aunties in sarees tittered “Maa..” I screechedwaving a quick byeshe rushed back homeyes, she’s bit scared of meonly when she is wrong Explicating fromthe bindhi on his foreheadto heels that clasps his footmy mother reactedas if she chewed a stale meat I thanked god for not giving…

Shushhh..!

Why blame only men for all the sexual abuse, When you were touched by a 35 year old women On your 3rd class? Screeched the inner 7 year old me To the actual 25 year old me. That rose plant my mother watered everyday Popped it’s bud out She, awaited for it to bloom naturally…

Religion

Humming along with the birdsmy foot tip-toedto the music of the worldWearing a t-shirt inside outI clasped the hands of the one, whose eyes were hardly popping out of his extra-large kufi capPeople don’t get miffed when we cut their queueinstead, they smileThe cloud made hands waited for the prasad to be shared with her…

When the knife in my mouth speaks

Judged the topic by gandering into the image? Yes! you are right. I’m here inditing about the purity of holes for some ass-holes in the world. Call me a feminist But how dare are you to marry a one? Not many Because you are busy in building a society where you pull your sister up…

Live

Inhale Exhale Repeat Being alive is what you call a life? Run Until your tongue and throat scraps for a drop of water and breath Hold on to compose a music with your beating heart. Get to the top and catch the candy clouds before they tuck it in your nose and tie them on…

*Token tied on my big toe*

MaybePlastic bags aren’t my hometo get in and respireBecauseI chipped it with my fore toothto let my poignant air out. Every time my heart skips a beatduring my sleepwhen I slip from one step to anotherI squelch my bed unconsciously tautNot to let my depression win. When the sky thoughtof touching the soilI tried to…