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Thank you Amy, for reaching out, wondering why I was gone from this space for so long. It’s been another time of inner turmoil, and I have not reached a shore yet; perhaps I never will. But that’s besides the point. I had reduced my personal portion of my blogs: it’s been some time since … Continue reading

Couplet (mine)

फरेब-ओ-तंज़ मिला मुझको हाल ए दिल जो कहा गिला-ओ-रंज मिला जो मैं चुप सा बैठ रहा When I cried, they gave me derision and lies And now you complain when I stifle my sighs?

Six word stories (c. Nina)

I’m damned to be forever dammed.

Couplet (mine)

हर तरफ़ हैं गूंजती ख़ामोशियां मेरी क्योंकर कहो आती नहीं आहो-फ़ुगां मेरी – Me My silence echoes all around, How can you not e’en hear a sound?

The world is too much with us…

The world is too much with us….. But that’s not how I felt at that moment. When I took this picture I felt just as it looks here…me, nature at a distance (those lovely tinkling cow-bells!), and humanity far, far away.

The third moment

I have had, in my middle-length life of 39 years, three moments of utter silence. Not inner silence, that eludes me still; utter silence all around. I’ve talked about the first two moments in a couple of blog entries about five+ years back. This was the third…. Walking back from the gladiator arena to the … Continue reading


Five gleaming locks, five faulty keys. Some doors are meant to stay closed.

Two Phrase Story #22

I provide the first phrase and you complete the sentence, in your own way and we see in how many different directions one thought can be taken….. “It was a quiet night…..” My attempt “…..I could almost hear the blade scratch.” Your turn!

The quiet flow

How deep the undercurrents flow I barely sense them now Scarcely any else would know Where they stream and how. A dulling mind, a quieter heart A thicker shroud around The silence that one keeps apart As people mill around How deep the undercurrents flow No wave gives them away No whispered winds above them … Continue reading

On the shores of Pangong

I had never known complete silence till then. The sheer weight of that noiselessness. It was so sudden, so unexpected, that I had been enveloped in it a good ten minutes before I even realized what it was. I was at Pangong lake, Leh. We had gone there on a vacation, Seema and I. We … Continue reading