1: Maanik

“It’s way too late in the night for me to suffer such blows to my self respect. We’ll deal with Mrs. Jaiswal tomorrow,” Inspector Maanik groaned and stretched lazily on his chair. His sub inspector was scandalised by his attitude. “Sirji, she has lost her husband. That too in such a horrible-” “People die Ashish,...

Grey Hair

I used grey hair as a metaphor here for a woman with an ambiguous reputation, one that has been decided by the ill words of others rather than by her own actions. She couldn’t be a Jane Eyre, All because she had grey hair. A murder circles and casts a spell, From the heavens eight...

Fairytale

A combination of some of the important symbols in various fairy tales is put together for a poem that is born of real experiences and hopes and is as realistic as it seems ridiculous. Pricked my finger on a strange spindle, My good sense began to dwindle. Oh, I lost my mind! Left that wretched...

Bairagi

This is a letter I imagine Siddhartha's wife would have written for him after he left her and their son behind to take up the life of an ascetic. His wife has not been very actively explored by literature or mythology and I have always felt quite strongly about her abandonment. This is not a...