Imagine I was Hercules returning to a normal life, To a house filled with comfort, food and wine, When doomsday has been taken care of, when the world could use some time, I will travel back to earth and I'll start without a dime. Would I kick it on the sofa and binge watch through... Continue Reading →
दुख के बंदी
ओ दुख के बंदी!जंग तेरी ख़ुद से हैग़ैरों पे मंजर क्यूँ लाता हैं?दर्द तेरे सीने में है फिर ज़िक्र ज़ुबान पे क्यूँ आता है?है गहरा अंधेरा छाया जोहै संसार अभी भी वहीं का वहींये तो समय का दर्पण है , ये तेरा वजूद नहीतूने सोचा होगा वोही जो हमेशा होता आया सोच नश्वर इंसान ज़रा... Continue Reading →
Sundays Soaked in Vanilla
Pull me over and tell me how it feels, Facing your weekly horrors sprayed over a 5 day reel, As you stroke into midnight and push release, Fun Fridays sometimes are quite the sleaze. Unplug your earphones, plug in your charger, Make it a medium fries but the coke should be larger, "What's in the... Continue Reading →
Dreams of the Second Kind.
My first try at lyrical poetry. (Please be gentle) This weight that I can't supply, Doesn't slip by the naked eye, Says be my friend and time will fly, Don't accept no truth, don't make no lie. Wither with me to deeper end, Across space, time and continents, Time alignment on a perfect tangent, Slithering... Continue Reading →
A midnight jog around the neighbourhood wasn't something of a rare occurrence for Kabir Bakshi, but on the night of 18th June 2014, he too had to sneak out of his home, like other youngsters his age. He had learned not to wake his parents up, his keys and wallets were already in his pockets... Continue Reading →
Friends of the Brave
The Prestige of a Higher Morality
Back in the time when money was particularly harsh on me, and it reflected both in the work I did and the clothes I wore, I had to resolve to meagre jobs to succour the things I loved. All petty skills acquired over time were carefully sorted in accordance to their feasibility, meaning that I... Continue Reading →