care to caress a dimly lit face at the fall of the night, i’m afraid, it’s the glazing freckles; will they come to bite? bet the places on the map cracked you a deal real good, do some unfamiliar nexts, resign from ancient old ties— you thought you really could? look me in the eye and I …
It seems as if school-level debates have lost their ground or, if I may say, have cracked the ground open. If I had known that this is the kind of society I would grow up to be a part of, all those arguments and rebuttals would have been for nothing. Discussing the plight of stateless re…
The tiny me had almost thought That your real name was ‘ Mom ’, Did you like the woman you had become The day when I was born? I once asked you, “why should you be so selfless all the time ?" Politely you said, "it's cause love is worth a lot more than a nickel and dime .…
“A roof over your head, a lock on your door and a few bucks in your pocket”, if that’s how you define safety then maybe you haven’t been to the other side! The following poem is my take on the notion of ‘safety’ as one that we practise in our country. I’m humbled to share that my piece w…
