Suggestions

April 2022

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Travel Poems

Waiting for the Haripriya Express The train connecting the god of creation To his consort, the goddess of wealth Is late by a half hour;  Men who shed their manes  In utter devotion Utter curses under their breaths; I read
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Demolition

before the streets smell rain an eye spies an opening in the clouds the gaze curdles anticipation,  traces a metronome louder than a bomb.  fear splays the sun into smithereens spreading laughter into the sky I spoke to him once about
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Indian Fusion

We married nearly 36 years ago, and at the time, we had no idea we were trendsetters of a sort. Our house has been a multi-cultural, blended home for decades. Our sons are beige-brown with Indian names. We celebrate Christmas along
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I want

I want to walk my hands swinging long and free if these roads were not cobbled eyes but spun trees flowers would become fences or paths at my feet I want to suspend thought wear old jeans pull that thorn
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The Interview

The interview was supposed to start at ten in the morning. A worried Bushra in a cream coloured shalwar kameez paced the room in anticipation. What questions will the interviewer ask? How will she answer those questions? Will there be any
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Madam a Sandwich Please

“In this highly electronic and techno era, where fundamentals, manners and charisma are dwindling from the sector who claims as human beings; somewhere in a corner of the globe lived a child…….” I was drained and exhausted this evening after work
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Walking Away

beyond the window a net of roots stitches the creek bank to battered earth. red dust swirls, seeds lie in cracks and crevices patient for rain. paddocks of brittle stalks fill the space between us, overhead a crow flaps its
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Bharti Singh’s Zero Maternity Break

Is it a personal choice or a public policy failure? Celebrities maintain a social media presence across multiple platforms, like Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, and YouTube in this digital age. They present public-private selves by sharing both sad and happy moments
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You Better Not Fall

I fell off my bike, but that’s ok. Everyone falls at least once in their life. Some from the chair, some from the bed, others slip and fall. I should feel lucky for not getting injured. But what about the pain that
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