the bohemian wandareri will makemyself small and fit inmy big empathyshoes i am listening,i can fit you too,and yes you as well i can fit in,your worries aboutthat new dress in the mall i can fit in,your pain, your fightswith your friend yes, lend meyour hand,i can fit you inwithin my empathy shoes i will make myself […]
i have startedenjoyingwashing my clothes, coming home,walking pastthe two hot emptyrooms, then going backto the balcony,grabbing my towel and then,sitting on the small chair,pouring my clothes ina bucketful of water, watching the dirt mixin the bucket, watchingsoap bubbles foam upand for a momentinnocently staring at the yatches on my shorts and then as i pourwater […]
i have deletedall the calls logs,all our messages,the images i have deletedour memories,because it startedto hurta little too much i know, you triedand i did too,to love eachother but somewhere inbetween, my love floodedway too strongly foryou somewhere the spacein between our love, becametoo less we were bothgasping to breathe, andto be loved but wecould […]
tanzim asked harry “dear harrywhy is itso easy for everyoneto leave me, every timei start anticipatingthat love will arrive,it leaves leaves me bleeding,with all my woundsopen again,the stiches openingwith each word exchanged. oh i understand, harry!i am not perfect,sometimes i make my loved onesangry..i am sorry about that, harry! i will be a good boy, […]
कितना कुछ कहना चाहता हूं,कोशिश भी की,तुम्हे लिखने की, आज सुबहमगर शब्द कही खो गए है,कहा से शुरुआत करू,मुझे मालूम नहीं। कोशिश कर रहा हूं,की कुछ बिना कहे हीकुछ कह पाऊं,महर शब्द बिना कैसे कहूं। शायद मैंने कभी,सीखा ही नहीं,ईश्क करना, और मोहब्बततो शायद मेरे शब्दोंमें ही खो गई। सोचा था, कुछ होगा,मगर ऐसा होगा, […]
i am a good boy,i will tell you a story today,about the ying and yang, about the parts of me – which keep fighting within, about tanzim and me – about the bully and the victim. yes, i was bullied once,in school – at the basketball court,i was beaten up, left of the floor,in tears […]
i close my eyes,and think about the placesi have not been to,the lakes,the mountains,the hills,the beaches i close my eyes,and think about the places,i have not been to,the lakes,the mountains,the hills,the beaches tanzim, i think of youand how we seldom talk toeach other, about each other –sometimes we do, sometimes i dotell about youto others […]
i said ugly words,to mother, tanzim, my heart was taken bystorm, by literallack of sleeps,the cracks, in myheart, became wide open,i was afraid while i ate my dinner,unheartedly, cooked unheartedly,mother cooked it tanzim, whathappened to her,why are we sobroken i said ugly wordsto mother, in summer
it has become ahabit now, tanzim,a very bad habit,i know, youare wondering –what am i talkingabout, wait –i know, i neverlet you speak,tanzim – o’ deartanzim – it takesso much courage,to just allow youto exist i will tellyou what mytherapist toldme once, she said“your locus of controlis external”,o’ dear tanzim,she was right i never listen,to […]
i sat with my family, my father and brother, with heavy heart, it’s been twenty, forty, i don’t know, how many days, since the lockdown, we sit with our dreamy eyes and hearts lit with passion, to do something, as we sit together, over a cup of chai, it’s only now that i’ve learnt- how […]
