What do you say, when you meet someone after a long time? I am sure a plain hello is not enough. To anyone who has been with me for a while, or would like to know, I shifted over to another blog https://anandiroy.wordpress.com/. So if you want to check out my most recent works, please… Continue reading Catching up.
Fictional Essay- Music
Dawn meeting the Arabian sea (courtesy - my brother) This is a little essay about how music inspires us and gives us the strength to; roll up the Sisyphus’ stone of our respective lives, everyday. I like how descriptive the essay turned out to be. I am sitting at my desk. Again. My books are… Continue reading Fictional Essay- Music
I am Short
When I stand with my brother I look tiny. When we meet people, the first thing they ask us is, in which class do we study. When I say 12th class, people raise their eyebrows and then my brother adds that he is in 10th. Even he has learnt to pause for effect before replying.… Continue reading I am Short
Ficticious Essay: The Magician
I am a magician. I sit at a café, today. I am alone, except for the company of an espresso. A girl sits on the next table beside the window, looking out of it, slowly sipping; her mug nestled between her hands. She is alone and it eats into her this loneliness. She looks out… Continue reading Ficticious Essay: The Magician
Art Student’s Apology
I want to learn how to draw My heart yearns to render On paper what I see – The two worlds- outside and inside And so rise in my mind a Hundred phantoms, clamouring For space in my sketchbook For colour, texture and form And so set aflame by this commotion I hold… Continue reading Art Student’s Apology
An Acrostic
All that you’ll know about me Not that you’ll know too much All that I’ll ever tell you Not that I’ll tell too much Decrypt it, hereafter If my name is laughter Remaining to be said Or better left unsaid Yet important for those dead. This poem is an acrostic. which is a poem,… Continue reading An Acrostic
Familiar Stranger
The view isn’t so beautiful The day isn’t so clear But we both look out of the window Wishing the other would disappear I know you from two years ago But I don’t want to be the one to ask “Do you know me?” I don’t want to hear a no for the task… Continue reading Familiar Stranger
A Case against Teachers
The jury is set. The guilty are in the box and the gavel has been struck. I represent the students’ side. And the case stands thus. Everybody has different ideas on teaching and what constitutes teaching. But the most important opinion is that of the teachers. In this fictional courtroom today, I seek to present… Continue reading A Case against Teachers
Hypothermia of Love
On a desolate winter morning That the summer had left behind I stood in an empty place Also empty of sunshine I saw a mother coddling her child Afraid that he was cold And the child, with filial love Had her hair in his hold A couple strolled afront of me Her hand… Continue reading Hypothermia of Love
Tethering on the Edge of Humanity
This is a strange kind of write up. I wrote it this month but I cannot remember exactly when, which is rare for me. It seems as if I was in a kind of daze as I wrote this since in a conscious state I would never accept writing something like this. I am unable… Continue reading Tethering on the Edge of Humanity
Le Belle Laide 