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ravan was chasing me. he had ten heads and ten faces and ten sets of teeth bared as he sprinted...

cap pistol (remember those?), rahul dev burman, new clothes, midnight movies, razia sultan,...

steam rose in quiet swirls from the tea cup. the sky was cloudy, a faint hint of tea leaf in the...

Posted by indrani robbins | Oct 2, 2018 | Poetry |

i’ve burnt with you slowly, sustainedly in scorches, in conflagration in flames i have burnt...

i don’t think the “god’s own country” campaign had started when i first...