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While baking my heart
with your bundled warmth,
pouring you into
the willing contours of my body
and smelling your night’s mouth
deliciously foul,
I began consisting of you
and let fatherhood
seep in slowly
like a summer evening’s smell.

When I kissed your knuckle’s folds,
sipped your cold toes,
tossed promises…


The endless wait out of the pandemic

I wait to tie my lace
Share breaths with someone
Drive to a mart, fill a real cart
Loaded with eggs
And my girl’s laughing legs
I wait to breach the front door
And get on the bloody road
Show my face underneath
Make the distance ‘social’ again
And hug someone I…


Dog! I will drink your blood.

If you are as antique as me or worse, you must have watched countless movies of the 70s and the 80s where Bollywood’s Veeru Paaji a.k.a. Dharmendra had repeatedly professed his eternal love for the blood of the canines. If Shahrukh couldn’t do without…


Image by Vânia Raposo from Pixabay

(This poem is written by my thirteen year old son Aekansh on the Mother’s Day)

Dear Mother,
The things that I haven’t told you till today
About how I felt along the way
For the love you gave me and for the hard work you’ve done,
Here’s appreciation from your son…


Image by Mabel Amber, Messianic Mystery Guest from Pixabay

I often think about him at night.

In its magical silence, when you hear the sound of your own breath and feel its warmth on your arm, when you are intimately aware of your beating heart, your blood vessels throbbing in your temple or the subtle movement of hair on…


Image by Photo Mix from Pixabay

As I sit in my cool cabin under a puddle of light from a meek table lamp, a few early gifts by my side, outside a predicted rain merrily jumps off a white corrugated roofing sheet, needlessly smoking and clearing my window pane, its hiss offering background score to the…


Practical tips for making the most of your Instagram ad money

Image by Webster2703 from Pixabay

I wish to keep this post short and no-nonsense so that you quickly get to know what you need to know. Please note that this is not a generic how-to-run-Instagram-page type post. …


Image by pasja1000 from Pixabay

Last Diwali, I and my wife found ourselves vigorously arguing about whether or not to ‘upgrade’ a particular thing in the house.

The grinder should have been the most qualified. It’s the only surviving appliance from our marriage days, its white plastic body drunk on all manner of pastes and…


Image by Tumisu from Pixabay

Years back, at a hill station in India, my maternal uncle who was then a military doctor, mildly chided a girl, asking her to stick to the queue instead. People gaped at him, shocked, thinking what hole this plump, mustachioed gentleman just emerged from. Because the girl — if age…


Image by StockSnap from Pixabay

Every time I watch a Hollywood movie, I am reminded of how necessary it is for the makers to drop in a few black people. Doesn’t matter if the insertion of the characters looks deliberate or even forced — sometimes there is just one character whose only purpose is to…

Ash

Tech Enthusiast, Writer, University Professor, Photographer and Traveller. Paradoxically straddling Technology and Literature. Personal Blog: www.gogoodness.com

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