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
Tag: Night
The bench
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
The crawler
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
The blank weight receipt
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
Late night FM DJ voice
Late night FM DJ voice has a certain charm about it. Here you can listen to a radio show called ‘Neelesh Mishra Show’ or to some other channel and it is something nice that you can play in the background. Listen to it actively or don’t. At times these shows would save me. In a… Continue reading Late night FM DJ voice
At night
Bombay Part 1
I had stopped planning any trips post-2013. After getting free from my duties I checked in to a hostel and then went around the grand city. I found myself at the entrance of The Taj, Mumbai. The difference was that I stood across the road. I looked at the majestic Arabian sea for quite some time, a… Continue reading Bombay Part 1
Absence
A flag on the top floorA pigeon in the small opening of a wallAnd an absence The newspaper on the tableAn open windowAnd an uncapped pen A cup with stainsCoffee that is dryAnd a lampAnd an absence A single bedWrinkled sheetsA pillow on the floorAnd an absence An ashtray on the corner tableUnlit cigaratteAnd an… Continue reading Absence
The shop
Maqsad
Mere din raaton mai ghul gayeRaat ka maqsad hi khatam ho chala Gaflat mai padha mainRaat ko guzarta dekh gayaSubah ko maine Aasmano ke woh rang bhi dekhe Ghane baadlon ne din ko gher rakha thaPar na baarish thi na koi hawa thiEk andhera sa thaDin main bhi raat si thi Aur kuch isi tarahMere… Continue reading Maqsad