Two good friends leave after a splendid weekend…Just watched Marley and Me – mindlessly pretty pink movie…It’s raining..And the Malaysian lamp glows in the darkness of the night..
I like the solitude..I’m loving my space- mine to give, mine to keep.
And the ring to keep me company ..Each breathing moment reminding me of sweet magic..
Archive for the ‘Kindred Spirit’ Category
16 Aug
It’s just about me..
4 May
Red carnations…
Red carnations, keep me company this evening..You and me at the window looking out at the Rain form rivulets in the stadium..
Keep me company through this night too, like you did the last one. Your red will break the monotony of black and white text.
Perhaps, if you will, the morning too..
These [...]
25 Mar
Stream of consciousness..or maybe not..
I miss Delhi .. I met D today after two years. It’s not worth ruining your friendship over a boyfriend.. Chittapan was right …..He would have been good company today..He shouldn’t have bailed out on all of us.. I love DMB…and chocolate..
I like the magician’s love for music..
It makes him real to me.. Purple coloured [...]
21 Mar
Unconnected
I’d never write about us..The words would mould us into their meanings and some truth would be lost..I’d never write about the spells..They’re too arcane..
But I’d want to write about you..
You as I know you.. As the one who makes me laugh and tells me surprising stories to cheer me up…And displaces tightly held [...]
13 Mar
Dave Matthews and a Stream of Consciousness..
So much to say . By my self again, drive me out of my brain. When I’m walking by the water..splish splash.. To my head and my soul I’m blown away……. Someone in the heavens looking back down on me – I’ll never know… I’m falling into a dreamless sleep again.. I hear more [...]
26 Feb
Of some things gold..
I , with obnoxious naivete believe I will keep in touch with all whose company I cherish.. And I look back and see that there are some who are dearest, and yet I haven’t spoken to them in eons..Sure I miss them..sure they’re irreplaceable in my life..But life carries me on in its own odd [...]
22 Feb
I will obscure
You do not wish to be known by the name that I call you ever so often..I will obscure you behind letters that I string together to symbolize you..
In your absence of complication, your absolute candor, your perverted naivete, you are..
In the stills you capture and through your poetry, you are to me [...]
8 Oct
The choices we make..
Dear you with the crazy ideas and the wild laughter…
.. I miss the wildness that Is you ..You, who can pull on the most whack clothes and look straight off the ramp ..The one who can cook up the most lip- smacking dishes with the most boring vegetables …The one with whom I can find [...]
8 Oct
An essay on “The library”
So I sit here day after day , reading bound volumes of journals where individuals share their cryptic findings with the world, some in the hope of just adding to “knowledge” ( if you may) , many in the hope of penning that revolutionary idea that would reward them with name and fame.. Some day, [...]
