A Weekday

It was 6PM on a Tuesday in the month of July. He stood on the divider between Pusa Road in central Delhi, waiting for his turn to cross the road along with the other pedestrians who stood alongside him. The road, where drivers never pushed the breaks to let anyone pass through the road, waiting… Read More A Weekday


I wonder if the people’s gaze melts down for her into stardust For she seems unstoppable, and walks away with contagious  grace. …. She fiddles with her hair as she struts by in her knee high boots And flirts with the man whose gaze wanders her way, unapologetically. ….. I wonder how she hides her… Read More Panache