Tag: thoughts
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Aachen, Radhadesh, Dusseldorf for the 44th
For my 44th my only wish was to pray. To thank God for the blessings. To let go and trust the cosmos. It was a sweet little road trip. It’s almost May, and I still carry with me: the smell of incense, the sound of bells, and a sense of calm.
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An Ode to the Stylish Cafes of Copenhagen
The aroma of coffee fills the air,As I sit in this cozy little square.The clinking of cups and chatter of friends,A peaceful escape that never ends. The sun shines through the window panes,As I sip on my latte and forget my pains.The barista smiles and greets me by name,A warm feeling that’s hard to explain.…
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10 Postcards from Copenhagen
The keyring at the 7 Eleven informs me that hygge is about taking time away from the daily rush to be together with people you care about – or even by yourself – to relax and enjoy life’s quieter pleasures. It costs 50 kroner.
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They hand you a box
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 day, unexpectedly you spill outOver the edges, across the linesMass dictating it’s ruleslook they say,…
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Delhi is a Ghazal
On reading Mumbai’s Ghazal by Raef Kazi I dream of Delhi sitting in Amsterdam tonight Glamor in the lawns, silk whispers to pashmina tonight All that dust, never dulls the white gaadis and kurtas This is Delhi we are talking about tonight Tall red brick walls surrounding gated marvels Ghazals soirees and an open grill…
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Musings after watching Pataakha
I happened to chance upon Pataakha (PT) – the movie, which is now available on Amazon Prime. Vishal Bhardwaj is an immensely talented director, and PT did not disappoint. I gather that it did not perform well at the box-office, primarily due to the release of Sui Dhaaga (SD) during the same time. SD had bigger stars…
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Space, a ghazal in the making
Aged five, an early memory, Rakesh Sharma travelling in space Mrs. Gandhi, he said, India appears best in the world, unravelling in space When I go back home, the Mango tree has shrunk The courtyard looks smaller, what is this diminishing space My sister pretty like a flower, a gentle soul She ended her relationship,…