A long time ago, when our country was still in the post independence era, my super hero came into being. Yes, this is the story of all the superheroes, dedicated to all the mothers in and out of this world. It was the year 1970, she was born into a middle class family, she cried […]

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The world is believed to be in equilibrium, or most of us call it balance. The reality is it never is, it’s actually a place of resonating balance, a balance that shifts in seconds, minutes, days or centuries. So, is it right to say that our so called world is in balance, I guess not, […]

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Dear Diary

Dear diary, Something strange happened with me today. Something did not feel right. I did not feel right. I woke up to find my room messed up, distorted, disoriented; destroyed. My table was upside down with one leg broken. The books were on the floor, some were even torn and papers were everywhere. The ceiling […]

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Parallax Error

In a parallel universe, the moon rises and the sun sets, The Mountains are made of water and the sea of rocks. In a parallel universe, the sun is blue and the sky is yellow, The birds swim and the fish fly. In a parallel universe, I am you and you are me, You are […]

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Crimson Thoughts

Dawn and dusk with broken skies, That’s how crimson my thoughts are now, From blue to red, the sea and the skies, That’s how crimson my thoughts are now. When blades meet flesh, That gush of blood, That’s how crimson my thoughts are now, The cooked sand brick, when it sets, That’s how crimson my […]

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Words (04/08/2015)

i still remember that night when the boughs started breaking like promises and you slept on a pile of dried up leaves waiting to be raked by the uncertainty of another passing season.   now i didn’t know much about mowing a lawn but i learned that only grass had a kind of blade which […]

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Two by Three; Tokyo-One Last Time

Tu Shaheen hai, Parwaaz hai kam tera, Tere aage Asman aur bhi hai-Iqbal You are a falcon, flying is your vocation-Translation   “Every time they go, they fail, he fails”– Smirked a friend who once used to believe in him. The very fact that it was his last time made him nervous, anxious, the very […]

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Revolving in shuddering silence Everything seems too far My knees fold Like a pile of old newspapers.   I look out the window Hoping for love to look back at me. Love didn’t come in cold gazes Of strangers and eye candies.   The song that played over the radio The way the skies pulsated […]

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