January 2018

Borderlands

I live in borderlands where cobwebs spin my fingers together and sun burns the mark of earth on my tongue. My home is two places and none. Born here and there, speaking the languages of both, my greatest fluency is silence.
January 15, 2018

Lost in Red

01. Sat in the spiritual place on a Friday After checking your availability You are busy at home I entered the place. You too joined me in the line of Prayers shoulder by shoulder with others I smiled at me Not sure
January 15, 2018

The Feminine Struggle With Femininity

A deck of large yellow cards were spread out in front of me. A yellow-haired Australian girl sat behind them smiling wide. “Pick the one you’re most drawn to,” she said. They were all face down and the backs of them
January 15, 2018

Sipping The Moon

 Amid the limbs of Burning up birch trees, Blazes the crimson sun clock I return home, Doves are fluttering away from my fingers… One blend of yellow and white… An attic pigeon sequinned with beads… A bird with eyes kohled
January 15, 2018

Fairytale of Darkness

Wide-opened arms of the poem embrace the solitary flame, dancing alone in this dark. while the book kept aside a girl of half nightingale and devil of another descends Through creviced shells of poetry. “What more do you know about the dark?”
January 15, 2018

Deconstruct

Hair traitorous grey shameful need to pretend anti aging. Plucking, dilapidating; dyeing, dying. Betrayal of knees, hands, feet, neck (knees!) circled & magnified, almost expired  — quick sale! The male body needing no such revision. His landscape a shameless prairie
January 15, 2018

Tale of Tea Around The World

 “If you are cold, tea will warm you; If you are too heated, it will cool you; If you are depressed, it will cheer you; If you are excited, it will calm you.” William Ewart Gladstone Tea is strongly
January 15, 2018

#Melanin

This word that keeps poppin’ on my Instagram feed Means so little, so it seems To crafty marketers and vacuous beauties Hash-tagging like tomorrow Will never come Kindled to autoignition point, Melanin shot golden stars out of their hiding places
January 15, 2018

The Art of Sharing Stories And Bridging Cultures

As an editor of anthologies of fiction from South Asia and Australia, I have the privilege of reading original, creative and gripping stories. My work with South Asian, Australian and South Asian—Australian writers and academics led me to my research for
January 15, 2018

Unamused

Why all this vilification, boy? Had you thought that I was your toy? That my every day and every night Was dedicated solely to you by right? Designed, was I, to pledge you my troth, By vocation and avocation, both?
January 15, 2018

We Write Your Rights

The Challenge Of Creating Educational Material For Women Refugees As academics dealing with real-life educational issues with important socio-political dimensions, we often need to struggle in order to find a balance between our allegiance to our research goals, our ideological
January 15, 2018

Soul

You see, You are much too old. Your river seeks canyons to carve. Your melodies are not music. Not yet. Your language is yet to be born. You are of the Sea, the Earth, the Breeze. You are Freedom. You are
January 15, 2018

Peace

Let the marching swallow, let the battalions breathe, Let the olive wreath be upon their swords, Let their mind encompass a peaceful tree And say; ‘Let’s fight this war and bring harmony’ Man against man, rivers of red, Neither party
January 15, 2018

Children And The Beauty Industry

A parent I know was very keen on getting his children featured in advertisements. His daughter who just  5  and was chosen for a shoot. Because she was said to be very cute. I was rather surprised because I  believe
January 15, 2018