Category Archives: Happy Days

Devotion

Love is cheap My krishna declares. Jasmine creepers Swirl their fragrance Every evening in season. And only housewives wear Regular sweet smelling jasmine. Love is common place My krishna denounces You only think it’s unique and precious. But you will … Continue reading

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Fear

The flowers in my garden Don’t care for nurture And even less for love. They will strew themselves On mud and cement. Allow themselves to be trampled By an exciting but callous wind. They will lounge in the sun And … Continue reading

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Desire

The earth has everything. This is what I say. This is what they say. Your world is perfect. What for you? What I want is my krishna And if he is as unattainable as the sky Then I don’t have … Continue reading

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Felicity in Frankfurt

I am home. This is home. It’s all just the same as I left it. Of course, there is more furniture now and he has repositioned the furniture but it’s the same. It smells the same. There is that hint … Continue reading

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Small families

A trip to the rheumatologist in now incomplete unless we stop at the Central Tiffin Room in Malleshwaram after the appointment for their golibajje and benne masala dosa which really is the best in Bangalore. The taste hasn’t changed in … Continue reading

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In search of home

Old Hindi songs remind me of mother. She is mother here in a cold, white flat in Frankfurt with the wind and rain lashing at the windows, imprisoning me indoors. She is not amma or the person with a name. … Continue reading

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Anticipation

I’d like to see you when you laugh Amidst flickering candles and a cool breeze blowing My hair won’t stay still and you will notice As I move the strands away from my face That my nails are long and … Continue reading

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