Kill and save

Who would have thought that I’d, after a long time, think of you in the morning and the rains would rush down on me (in) the evening?
Obviously it matters to everyone, the first rain.
But sorrow is our terrain, and it is by our honest laughter that it is claimed.
There is another story of you never showing up, but the rains filling you in. At times, I have wondered,
have my prayers always lost their way in my world of killings and war?
Prison guards stand before you, numb and shy.
Were you not a soldier?
Prisoners we are all. Prisoners we will remain while the moods we entertain, as we look up to the soldiers we’ve dreamed to be
in the remains of our freedom we once had.
And here I lie in wait that the sun will kill with its heat those who deserted us amid cries and sleeplessness.
But the rain comes with your thought and it is for us all.
Were you not a soldier who could kill and save?
When was your repertoire “save all”?
And there you sit with your head between your knees, and the prisoners before you stand, numb and shy.
And you ask, isn’t the sun too far and how does the rain feel?


The breath of my city

The breath of my city is paired with noise. When you have stepped down the train, you meet poor kids and diseased men, pregnant women and disabled old men, kids wrapped in gauze and soiled cotton. The city is so full and rackety that these beggars have to shout and sing and hit the highest notes they can to pull your attention. Hearing them is like hearing nothing at all.

Sadly there is little compassion left if you see the same faces begging every day in the same conditions. They don’t even change roles. The kids keep crying, men and women keep singing and begging for the same reasons day on day, week on week.
The noise doesn’t seem to settle, makes no such promise. There are kiwi and grape sellers, fruit cake sellers, shoe and shirt sellers, mosquito-repellent sellers, auto-rickshaws for hire, all screaming at you, as if they know you are craving and they have it for you.

Madness of hers

Beyond the madness of the world is

the truest madness one can ever see

in this woman

who prays to God that he help her stop talking

to someone, she complains, who never talks back to her.

And then, God has a question– what makes her continue?

She says that in the bath, in the kitchen, and on the beach,

she talks to that someone whenever she is alone,

and there is never a response different from what she thinks it would be.

And God says, what ? Have you been talking in your mind?

She says, Yes.

The city we send our regards to

There’s a place somewhere in the land we live, where the city is mum


the waters scream

because there’s not enough light for all under the sun. 

So we send our regards to them and they get that

that’s all we can do and

that’s all they can get.

In that city, 

they hunt the rabbits for food and the kids for sport,

then the dogs bark and the people keep quiet. 

We send our regards to them and they

get that

that’s all we can send and

that’s all there is to give.

Just now

As I think of those countless times you mentioned me to people you met, of all the things in the world, your failure to forget mentioning me is what grips me. 

How easy it is for you to say a bit about me and how it weighs my heart down merely to think of all the times you could have forgotten me and it would have gone unnoticed.

photo by my friend who is fulfilling my obsession with capturing intricacies in leaves and branches of trees

10 times women thought they were feminists but they were not

Many women misunderstand the idea of feminism, usually overplaying it. Here are ten times they enraged me by being hypocrites while claiming to be feminists.

Read some cool, informative comics along. … 

1. …when they enjoyed reservation in college admissions but wanted a more educated partner.

Well, if you are equal, you shouldn’t need extra points for your gender.


2. …when they asked for equality in remuneration at work but expected their partners to earn more.

This one makes me laugh.
3. …when they acknowledged a housewife’s contribution to her family, were proud of being housewives but refused to take a “househusband” for a partner.

4. …when they married for money and better lifestyle but were critical of men who married for dowry.

We don’t want to create a situation where start the fight for equal rights again, this time for men.

5. …when they adorned cosmetics to create an illusion of what they were not, criticized fellow women for lacking fashion sense and suggested that women should not be judged by their looks.

6. …when they wanted their husbands to cook but forgot to make their sons learn this art.

7. …when they believed that women should be proud of their gender because they are more special (when compared to men) . (…while we have been despising male dominance.) 

8. …when they were the flag-bearers of the idea that there’s a woman behind every successful man, but they also wondered how a successful woman could ever be married to a mediocre man.

9. …when they didn’t want to be body-shamed for being fat (because they bear children) but they called fat men names.

10. …when they said that a boy should know math and that a girl had many career choices.

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