It’s the pandemic of over communication that has led to an absence of self-belief. I still remember the last few weeks of my graduating year. I was called upon the stage and was awarded the “Best All-Rounder (Cultural)” award. It made it more special it was conveyed to me by one of my professors that…
Tag: emotions
Meri Shuruwat
Aaj subah maa ne bataya, Tum aayi thi kal raat. Thakawt se neend kaafi gahri ho gayi, Isi liye tumhari aahat sun na paya; Ho sake to maanf karna. Suna, kaafi der tak thi tum. Aaj kal mehsoos hota hain tum mujhse kuch khafa si ho; Ek aankh micholi si khel rahi ho. Pichli baar…
May the history repeat itself
As I entered the airport last night,I was upset and missed you. Not because you weren’t there,But the fear that you may never be there. It did and will always remind me of the unfulfilled promises we made,And the untraveled destinations. They say that if you have to know your partner well, travel with him;I…
I can’t, and I don’t want to
It seems like yesterday, when we met on a random summer evening,The arena was full of innocent souls and was operatic,And the dark night illuminated with a glitter of your eyes.For the sake of my lustre,I don’t want to let you go, my sunshine. The place was new but the people were known,Where the song…
Witful
I was flowing in the wild, like the marram grass. Dry and gusty, and was so jaunty. You sneaked into my life, hiding in the mist. Quenching my eternal thirst, with your dripping tears. I bestowed myself with your dews of love, wilful that I will be clammy forever.
Habit
Habit is a behaviour pattern acquired through frequent repetition or physiological exposure that manifests itself in regularity or increased ease of performance. Habit is the prevailing disposition or character of a person’s thoughts and feelings. Habit is a settled tendency or usual manner of behaviour. Habit is what my eyes have developed, which see you…
Is that love?
Love…I still wonder, what love really is?Still looking for the real meaning.True definition and feeling.Have I still felt it?Or it’s just an assumption, crafted by the greatest artists, made to be believed to be true.The touch, that melts the strongest of me, like a blanket of snow in heat.Is that love?Is love, all about sacrifice…
Custodians of the So-called-Society
A man, sitting in an air-conditioned conference room, conceptualizing and presenting a new idea: “Love your Parents.” What a brilliant thought. Parallelly, he has been getting calls from a known number, which he has been avoiding for a while now. He excuses himself from the room to come out and yells, “Don’t you get the…
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I saw the sun setting,Burning the sky,Manifesting my desires. Reflecting on my emotions,When I stood there,Holding tight to your hands. Let it bleed,Let the world see it flow,Let it slide down my cheeks, often. You burn,And come back like a phoenix,And we’ll fleet together like we always wished for.
TO WHOM I CAN BE MORE THAN ONE
On a scorching summer,I can make you feel the winter shivers;I, your man, a poet, can make you surmise. On a dry and humid day,I can make you feel the rain;I, your man, a rhymester, can make you imagine. On a boring and dull day,I can make you travel a thousand miles;I, your man, a…
ANKUR MONDAL 