Tag: personal
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Perched
When love comes to you, it comes as quietly As a little butterfly that perches itself on the tip of your nose. You freeze. You don’t want to spook it out. You don’t want to scare it. You don’t want it to to fly away, now do you? So you sit there, enchanted, stupefied, grinning…
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Summer Dreams and Langra Aam
If I could capture the entirety of summer in a small glass vial, I would use a fragrance. It would be that of a Langra Aam. (How do we not have a Langra Aam perfume yet by the way? A summer special by the likes of Alia Bhatt or some such? That’s just the advertiser…
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Ransacked
You ransack my soul With a breathless swoosh You colour me with your words A shade I never knew I could be You walk through my wreckage and pick up the shiniest parts of me You salvage me Like a sapling uprooted from a war-torn earth You nurture me in a garden you built…
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Baba
I remember long, dull summer afternoons spent sitting at the dining table with Baba and Dadi. I would stare at my plate and then at my grandfather. “What happened now?” he would ask, eyes twinkling with mild amusement as they always did when I was being troublesome. “I can’t eat anymore. I’m too full.” “Oh,…