by J.R.
Jab maine tumhe pehli baar dekhaTum beech chaurahe mainRickshaw mai thiTum apne baalon se aur duppate se ladh rahi thiMaano ki hawa tumhari dushman thiKalkatte (Kolkata) ki us sardi ki dophar mainMain toh kisi aur taraf jaa raha thaMain jis gaadi mai thaWoh tezi se dusri taraf chali gayiTum - tum shayad wahi reh gayiHawa… Continue reading Jab
You’ve dozed off and the world continues to go on. The pace of the world is a little different after midnight. The smaller cars and bikes are replaced with the load-bearing trucks that enter the city to meet its demands. The poets, students, storytellers, and troubled ones stay up. Some sit by their tables and… Continue reading Post midnight
It was the evening of a big festival and I was out in the market alone. As luck would have it I was there a day before and the market was bustling with people but now it was silent and deserted. A couple of roadside stall vendors were still trying to sell something but I… Continue reading The bench
You talked of the early wintersMaybe in all the excitementYou forgot that it was still too earlyWinters would be delayedLike they always are The city would changeA cloud of thick smogWill eat it upStalls of roasted peanutsAnd rewdi will pop up You do love wintersAnd I agreeThere is some charmIn wintersDespite them beingA little depressive… Continue reading Early winter
Main zindagi is kashma-kash main to kaafi waqt se raha. Shayad kuch aur cheez mai masroofiyat hoti toh behtar hota. Har raat hum kashma-kash mai hote hai aur raat guzar jaati hai, ek raat aisi aaegi ki raat kashmakash main hogi aur hum guzar jaenge.- unknown Zindagi ke kuch pichle 10 saal bade ajeeb guzre.… Continue reading Kashmakash
Some might think this is not the case but I find it extremely hard to leave people. Also, it is extremely hard for me to deal with the fact that someone who was important is not going to be a part of my life anymore. It is one part of my life I can never… Continue reading 2022
The candle is not going to last long! These were his thoughts as he sat on the chair staring at the wall. Through his window, he could hear his neighbours in the opposite building arguing about something as simple as why didn't one of them close the fan when they left the room. The argument… Continue reading The crawler
I do not know who I am. I really am drawing a blank right now. The whole world seems to be fading away and I feel like I'm shutting down. The systems are failing and it is time to just give up, hibernate, cease all activity. And then the other part nudges and asks what… Continue reading Life and books and poetry
With over 550 blogs published in the last 6 years (this blog will be 7 years old in this July) I've been terrible at updating this site in the recent times. The last post was four months ago which is a long-long time. Anyway, I want to say I've had a writer's block but let… Continue reading Close to 7 years
You know how life becomes? You find yourself living on the weekends (if you can call it living), your life is now all about Monday to Friday. There are books on the shelf waiting to be read and the ink in the pen dries. The pages of the diary turn yellow and the receipts of… Continue reading The blank weight receipt
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 