You stalk me

Even when you are with me

Words die

Stillness speak

Legs confined

I cannot traverse those two steps

A wall of morality

Built by the society

Is thick between us

Eyes meet

Sparks fly

Kindles the fire…of desire

The external forces

Are greater than

Our innate feelings,

Shackling you and me.




I had locked them away

Yet, all they needed was a trigger

They had been confined for so long.

I first shivered and

Then shook as

I heard tremble in their captivity

Wanting to break free.

I heard one of them groan

The other, roar…

It was a mutiny!

They were against me in full force.

They rumbled and the hinges creaked

And in one push they burst out

I was overwhelmed with their onslaught

Caught off guard, I slipped

Was swept away by  their influx

Their suddenness paralyzed me.

Out of control, they rushed, pushed and ran amok

The avalanche of memories nearly killed me!

I let them be…

I let them be for

It was a burden ever so heavy and

In their freedom I have my peace.




An unfinished poem

An unsung melody

That’s what you are.

The words stuck in my heart

Words, I did not type

The words, I deleted….all that you are!

The smile that doesn’t reach my eyes

The flowing water which I can’t touch twice

The shooting star that disappears in the blink of an eye

The sighs,

The tears I hide

Loneliness and longing, the constant feeling….

Sadness which I wear like a cloak

And the nothingness I stare into.

The jab that passes through my heart

Miserable failed attempts at masking my feelings…

You are the wound that I keep scratching

You are the sin I wanna commit

You are the wrong I wanna prove right.




Why this reluctance?

This indecisiveness?



Acting like a bride, ha?

So unlike you!

I know you unrestrained

The way you let go

Poured on my senses

Blinding my vision

Showering your love

Each spray a philtre from heaven

Deluged by your waves

Soaked in your mist

Playing with the drops

Twirling them in between the fingers

Looking up and letting you

Smother me

Shouting in glee

Sighing in pleasure

I remained drowned, drenched, satiate….

Where are you now?

Flowers, chocolates or gifts

How should I woo you?

To say I love you is so passé

Don’t act up, is all I can say

Loosen up

And put up a show

Do make a grand come back!



Aparna is more of a family than a friend. I have known her family for more that 15 years now…but, my bond with Aparna is that one of sisterhood and respect.

She is a super mom of super special kid, Prerna and I salute the patience and strength she eludes. Her day is packed with household chores, taking her daughter to school, to various therapy sessions and also writing. Even though I know about the struggles she is going through, I can’t even imagine what is it to be her. She is now craving a niche in the blogging world. She blogs at Life of a Woman.

It was a promise she extracted from me, that I will write her 100th post. So, here it is….

What color is pain?

Is it the red that flows out of your eyes?

Is there a color for that sinking feeling? Gray perhaps?

Or the gut wrenching blue?

Read more….

Wishing Aparna all the very best in life.