Rambles, Rhymes and Tales

last night dance

Last night.. I danced…

Last night, in a jumble of dreams, I danced... I was back in the newly built school auditorium. Now that ...
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i am grateful for the silence in the night

i am grateful for the silence in the night as a i sleep there are no gunshots from near or ...
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Precious Moments Poem

Precious moments – A poem

A moment to breathe, a moment to relax Some moments come free, without any tax But they are surely earned, ...
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sand through my fingers

the desert has romance in it you can feel it in the silence catch in in your hands and watch ...
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namaste poem

Namaste – A poem

Namaste, I salute the divine in you Namaste, I bow to the God in you For there's a bit of ...
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wednesday doodles

i'm zooming through space. social media space. social, that's what it's being referred to as these days i think. i'm ...
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new year resolution start of something new

Start of Something New

Write more. My new year resolution. Simple. Right? Or maybe I should take a resolution to keep life simple. Simple ...
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i want to pack up the night and

i want to pack up the night and take it with me... wrapped in its folds are stars and stories ...
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a sliver of sky

the sky is always there, beyond my computer. some instinct of mine, first thing in the morning straight after i ...
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sunday at the keyboard

i haven't walked on grass in years. why do my toes wiggle and crush up as i type this? as ...
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growing up shades of grey

Shades of Grey

The scene opens up to this rosy-cheeked vibrant little girl running from her governess, running away from rules, towards adventure. She ...
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don’t drag me down to your controversy

don't drag me down to your controversy lift your eyes toward the sky within you from here, stand by me ...
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Change, the constant – A poem

They say change is constant So let there be some change It doesn't happen in an instant It works at its ...
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taj snapshot

i must have been four when i saw the taj mahal. been back many times since then. i love the ...
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Navratri & Dussehra – An ode to the festive season

Nine days and nine nights Of festive fervour and bright lights Each day of Navratri a different colour Each day ...
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writersbrew poetry

When you are all alone…

What do you do when you have no one to talk to? When you have no one to turn to ...
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Zoya

Rap on the door. The seven year old no longer had to be told what to do – she was ...
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maltese love first dog

Woof.. Wooof..

I hadn't planned on falling in love again. I was already in love. My heart didn't have room for anyone ...
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yes, deep fried, of course.

it's not possible to think of history while thinking of chops. especially mutton chops. and yet, i tried. one may ...
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City girl in town – A story in verse

Tanya reached home one day after finishing her class A cheerful happy day she thought it was Until her folks ...
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A Name Is A Name

Guest writer Lalita Arya examines a name and what really might be in it. There is a café called Bagel ...
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a meeting in petra

"what's your name?" i asked the young boy sitting casually on his mule, the glittering red sandstone city all around ...
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what is cooking

What’s Cooking Today?

Apparently, guests are the equivalent of Gods. And the one thing I have learnt over the years is that these ...
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the parrot green umbrella

i won't start singing but hoisting that umbrella over my head and dashing out onto the glittering rain lashed zebra ...
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