They hand you a boxFour neat lines joined at supremely perfect right anglesYour body, rounded at the edges, pliable, more flesh than muscleSqueezing yourself into shape you triumph, look you say, I fitSkin compacted into nothingnessCells harnessed to behave One … Continue reading They hand you a box
The night in its limitless darkness a black hole engulfing all thoughts The picture of James Dean on the table, apparently, a symbol for flagrant rebellion The clothes yet to be ironed yet to be washed scattered on the floor, … Continue reading Rebellion and Romanticism
All wrapped up in my own thoughts. Is there anything called freedom? Where you know the ground that you stand on, understand the decisions you plan on taking? I heard you saying, “we are the choices we make,” as you … Continue reading Freedom in a Nutshell
This post is long overdue. I had written out the content but not had a chance to edit the pictures. Between creative writing, editing my thesis, preparing for the class I am currently teaching, and carving out time for family, … Continue reading All You Can Eat at Fussia
Face Reveal – a Half-Ghazal My son, age 10, is into Rumi, and his face reveal The Youtuber who does voices, and HowToBasic’s face reveal Rumi the murid to murshid Shams He whispered, away from all, I will make my … Continue reading Face Reveal – a Half-Ghazal
Hutspot is one of the coolest spaces I have discovered in Amsterdam. It is a chilled-out creative area spread over two levels, in which you can work, lounge, shop, get a haircut, grab a coffee or a snack. It’s biggest … Continue reading The Boho Life at Hutspot
On A Train for A Personal interview. 10 Jan. 2015. 8:33 am train from Schipol to Paris Nord, announcement: “you can travel in this train only if you have reservations.” There is no sunrise yet. The sky is grey; the … Continue reading Of Diaries & Essays: meditations on memory, what have I lost?