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She
is a freelance writer and researcher writing mostly on
development issues, culture and gender. She has been
commissioned to write three interesting coffee table books as
well. As a poet, She is inspired by the power of the word and
writing poetry is undoubtedly her first love.
she lives in Indore, and married and have a 16 year old son. To
me, motherhood is a never-ending festival
Love affair with the rain
worries slither away with the rivulets
disappear into puddles at my feet
somewhere buds dance a gurgle
sound disappears from
this ephemeris
like a whore at dawn
and i can hear
moisture trickling
down a leaf’s veins
announcing eternity
in a moment larger
than time
a universe renews itself
my heart crisps to perfection
even as toes pucker
from venerating the downpour
i am a shining summer solstice
a hemisphere in celebration
a rejoicing cosmos
i am a brand of rapture
in this crazy
love affair with the rain
Homemaker
As I grew old and
the house grew empty
I took to watching the birds
that visited me
the pigeons
on the verandah were
a hungry carpet of grey
eager to be fed
interspersed with gasps of white doves
the upstairs rooms
and lofts (where sorrows hid when I was happy)
were leased to sparrows
in their twittering i heard
conversations replayed in my mind
of lives twined and untwined
the rare peacocks
whipped up a drama
of turquoise and green
whenever they arrived
making the paleness of my life
seem more bleak
every dawn and dusk
the sweet song of the koel
confirmed the wistful longing
in my heart
for a love too distant to revive
and all the while
the Taylor-bird wove
supine folds of emerald homes
from the ivy on my walls
and held my sighs
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