This happens everyday
I pick-up newspapers and collar them inSkip what they call news or even viewsTo chart slogans and captions that winAttentions of many to cart-off their blues!Once this is done, it is time for funTo see how atmanirbhar we are nowOr the ways devised for real poribortanAnd everything else from Nifty to Dow.This happens each day...
Being an angel is risky business
Dancing angels aren’t always angelicWhat they do can be idylls that are sickEven Satan can writeOr paint with insight…Agree or he may come to prod you with a stick! True, said the angels, and then go in a huddleAnd dance on their heads until in a muddleOf wayward thoughtsOf dashes and dots.Their emojis, for us,...
Haruki Murakami waited for angels to dance on his head
Knock! Knock! And he slowly shuffled to the doorAnd through the glass pane at the top, sawSomeone with an evil grin, and said: Sure,But I’m also unsure and by my own lawWill not allow you in. As this guy went out for a run, he heardAnother knock and they came one after the otherSometimes trampling...
The secrets we keep
Writers love the word why As they know very well that Life without secrets is a lie Readers like pages that reveal The strange and the unknown One by one, like onions to peel And tales that wear mystery Like a shawl or even a mask Carry with them the secret key That one mind...
Must writers shut-up and shut-off while writing?
These days when I pick up a work of fiction I am literally dragged into a net of words where characters seem comfortable with Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, and sometimes even Instagram and I find this strange. Plots hover around villains communicating on Gmail, heroes are Whatsapping poetry to their girl-friends, and long-distance conversations are happening...
Lion, Jackal, or Adder. Review of ‘Beaten by Bhagath’
I’m still convinced that the title of this review should have been: ‘Beat a potato by being another potato’ but I decided on ‘Lion, Jackal, or Adder’ because, like the author, I too feel that writers need to choose a character for themselves. Well, the choice isn’t limited to these animals as I know a...
