Thump ! Thump ! Thump !
It started with the pounding
De-husking the skin from the rice
With a heavy stick as her device
Separating the two with a palm leaf sieve
She wiped the summer's sweat off her face with her sari blouse sleeve
She places the grains of rice between the 2 wheels
While on her haunches she sits and kneels
i watched her as she started to roll the stones
Her body frail ...
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Book Review: Musings of a wanderer
Shreya Chatterjee is one of the very few poets I know and read who have managed to paint a picture with their words; her work is carefully and colorfully written. A good poem is one that jolts your mind into a graphic reel, where your forced to imagine, feel and see every action described in the poem and in turn creates a memory associated with it.
“heard her bangles clink ,
Her anklets jingle...
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A Weekend with the Warli’s
On April the 24th & 25th i took a trip by myself, because all my friends were busy doing their own things to join me on this one . So went ahead and did this by myself. The train pulls away from Borivli its late as usual and now hurryingly making its way to Virar , where I meet the rest of the group. 10 mins into the journey and the air is much cooler and I’m surrounded by greenery while I lis...
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On the Beach at Night, Alone – Walt Whitman
Couple of nights ago i took a trip to the beach at night and it reminded me of this poem, thought i'd share it :)
On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining—I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of
the future.A vast similitude interlocks all, All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, ...
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Anthologies of love and loss
It stayed there, still and motionless... reminding her of the drunken and mad night that was the epitome and highlights of her emotions in the last few years. The pretence of an existence and just for the sake of living. It stayed there staring back at her, crumpled and creased on the floor , with a few buttons that rolled n sprawled away from the scene of passion. She picked it up and it smelt...
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To all the adventure & travel buffs i know..
Soar
Higher than the sky goes
Climb
Higher than a mountain peak
Aim
Beyond the seen bull's-eye
Run
Beyond the road that ends
Trek
Away from the carved path
Sail
Past the lined horizon
Dream
Even when your not asleep
&
Dance
When the music stops
Give this a chance to experience life to the core
And it will bring you back asking for more….
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©23 October , 2010 Ni...
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Purviews from work.
Cityscapes portray their outlines on my window
architecturally divine,
telling a story of a creator they owe
Above the buildings...
the birds move on their migratory flight
in a sequence so synchronised,
never afraid of the height
Below the buildings..
a man reads his morning paper while the older ones burn on the floor
eliminating the news that was , keeping hi...
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33 Poets + Artists =1 book “KaviKala”-Releasing soon!
Madness Mandali – New book coming out this November!
What’s your dark alter ego called? (Contest)
Leave a comment with your wacky , creative and original answers and 2 lucky winners will stand a chance to win signed copies of Kieran ( my dark alter ego who writes melancholic poetry )
*Contest ends 1st August , 2010 !
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