Monday, January 30, 2012


lips are sealed
glued for ever
their quivered thoughts
generated ripples
 in the opinionated  world
that once had
freedom to squeak

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Micro Poetry on Twitter

bit by bit
i removed pieces of glass
under my shoes
wore newer courage
and followed you 

a bright idea was born in my head
but unfortunately had to mold it,
gift wrap it and
present it in the way
most suitable for you

in my mind's eye
it was a straight path
with rosy destination
but still got lost
in labyrinth of path with you

tied a string
to the feet of dove
and tasted the freedom
as I flew up in sky
without you

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Story in 140 characters

Wrote this story in 140 characters

Memorized all love songs, lyrics touching her soul, TILL she met him offline. Then she stopped singing forever 


I met a friend after many years, 
He wanted to know many things, 
Winters spent, 
Rainy days, 
Moments of summers cherished, 
I stood uncomfortable, 
Balancing myself on his random thoughts

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Get well soon

The sun rays filters through your room,, 
Pick up the grains of love, 
Its just a phase of trying times 
But I know you will soon be well.

Story in 140 characters

“There is no escape” she ran as fast as she could and quickly entered a hair salon to change her hair-style

 She waited every evening for 6pm when children came to play and her loneliness rested for a while

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Mumbai Winters- Random Thoughts

The woolen shawl, that lay crumpled between the stack of clothes for many months, finally emerges and wraps itself around me spreading warmth, the coldness of Mumbai sulks.....

Saturday, January 07, 2012

The New Year Limericks

Now the New Year’s arrived, women swear
That they will stop living in constant fear
Bad men will be hushed
Their friend request to be flushed
Only those be welcomed who really care

Happy to share with PurpleTreeHouse

Sunday, January 01, 2012

Happy New Year 2012

Many years have passed watching, New Years turn old in just 365 days, we pick up pieces of tattered experiences searching for lost memories, something lost, something gained, right, wrong, like jigsaw puzzle we join the pieces, fixing them, hoping that next Year will not be same but a wee bit better than the year before....we dream on....

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