No matter how much you resist, there are days when love settles— like the thick, bitter sediment at the bottom of a coffee cup, the one...

A sultry afternoon— when sweat pools beneath your arms, a slow, nauseous psychedelia. Light fractures off the tarred road, glistens like...

All the blacks got washed today. She soaked them—     in warm,     lukewarm           water— gently. They puffed. Slowly   they rose. At...

बहुत ज़ोर से हँसती हो, बाप रे ऐसा कहाँ ससुराल में... पहली बार जब बहू बन के आई थी वो। अचानक से चुप हो गई थी उस दिन। शादी से पहले कई बार उस...

I felt numb— like a carcass, limp and graceless, laid on a slab of ice. A taxidermist hovered— clinical, exact, scraping away the...

I waited— for Eternity , for Love , for that soft touch that grazes the blades of grass, like dew on a cold winter night— quiet, tender,...

Bookstores overwhelm me all the time in a way a library doesn't. Inside the aisles of a library, I find a sense of continuum that is...

The morning news broke gently, like frost on glass: Ten people injured in downtown Boulder— raising their voices for Israeli hostages in...

Clad in his crisp kurta with just a hint of pink— a pink stolen from the flamingoes I once saw gliding the altiplano laguna of Chile—...

when you are withering from the inside, who holds you? is it the polar easterlies, that beat down your body thread by thread— take your...

-continued from Dance of Love (An ode to 40 Rules of Love) As we danced, abluted away with love— Kimya watched. She stood still, wrapped...

-       An ode to 40 Rules of Love Last night, the dervishes of love beckoned me… “ Come, dance the Sema. ” I hesitated— “ I know nothing...

If I were rain and the light all just dimmed For a city that's parched in waiting I wish you were wind that sways my hips When I splash...

After life

Unexpectedly, when an afternoon Cools, to let a draft in That blows your curtain sheer, I get a glimpse of your radiant Eyes, and an...

The day we live in

The Longest Sleep

Frangipanis my eyes found And champacas I let be All the memories of sampige That lay unpicked beneath the tree The smell is now as faint...

পুরোনো এয়ারপোর্টের রাস্তার দুপাশে বয়ে চলেছে হলুদ স্রোত — লুটিয়ে পড়া সোনালী বৃষ্টির কুসুমগুলি নিজেরাই জড়াজড়ি করে মুখরিত করলো আমার এই...

Death did not bring loss with him - She came two weeks later. When many items of the to-do list were done, Flesh transformed to ash and...