Here's a fun collaboration I worked on recently. Barkha Kumari has been blogging about her vivid dreams at Diaries of a dreamworm - some of her dreams are beyond dream-level crazy. So she recently featured a poem of mine, about a surreal dream I had during the lockdown, and also a fun interview where she threw … Continue reading Of dreams and dreamers
The communists are ruining the world. The theories flood my phone. A particular message says the Chinese have engineered the virus. Some facts are thrown in, how ‘big people’ the world over have contracted the virus, Correction: the ‘big people have become corona’ - I don’t know how humans turn into viruses, but it must … Continue reading The communists are ruining the world
Random voices pierced the silence earlier this afternoon. I walked out to the balcony, and saw the BBMP men out on the street. They gestured wildly at me and at all the others who had walked out to see what the commotion was about. Some of the BBMP men began shouting, their words were inaudible. … Continue reading A Quieter Day
Twenty-one days. Or three weeks. Or five-hundred-and-four hours. Or a fortnight and a half. I’ve spent longer periods sleepwalking though days without worrying what lies on the other side. It must be easy. Live from day to day, day after day, like putting one foot in front of the other when you are walking to … Continue reading Skip
Grains of thought 