Silent with beings we’re meant to follow, on occasion asking a question, looking up and about......

Long drawn shadows are also children of the sun. Cast far away on a landscape faintly......

How do you kiss mouths where Words are festering deprivation? Because word upon word upon word......

Bending over clouds We are dunked, face first Into the broken arteries of Kolkata: Dissected torso......

Our dying fathers, taken inward, no longer embrace us cheek-to-cheek, but become the tongue within our......

Today, I tiptoed through the land of those awaiting death, and found on my path a......

I stand on the edge of the shore, looking at the sea wondering how far I......

Our memories are crowded With Great grandmother’s jewellery Passed down the generations Great grandfather who supported......

Even hell is uncertain when I walk with you. Sand under our feet and fishing boats......

Those Bombay Sundays My father woke up his usual ‘early.’ ‘Seize the day’, he would say.......