I Am The Sea...
I am the sea
Everyday millions of people come to me
I Met 'Her' That Fateful Night
That night I was on my own
riding the train
Koel And Me
My friend, koel is back with her summer songs...
Perched outside my window she urges me to sing along!
She cocks her head and looks at me...
As if, saying come on! Why won't you sing with me?
I look at you
everyday with wonder anew
is it possible
sometimes concern is misunderstood
sometimes friendship is dishonored
Ruminations Of An Indian Bride
In the darkness of the night, I look with confusion at my hennaed hands..
The deep red signifies..