Writing is Masochism

Writing for pleasure is code for, I’m into masochism. There is a lot of joy and happiness when you see a finished piece is a big fat lie. An orgasm lasts longer than that fleeting moment of joy. I’m proud of my work that has been published, but I always want to do better, or […]

Gestures and stuff

Did you ever think we’d be friends Punit? I never thought we’d be friends. You were that guy constantly running his hands through his hair or just flipping it. Those wannabe or cool dude types; you are… but like we’re friends now. Damn it. ************************** I’ll remember you as the boy in the department standing […]

Coffee

I’m not very sure what B looks like any more, pictures just make B feel like a distant dream, or a faraway memory, or a Lol fragment of my imagination. I don’t know what B’s smile looks like, or voice sounds like. I have recordings, and pictures of B, but all of them feel funny, […]

I didn’t ask for this…

I didn’t invite you in, didn’t beg you to talk to me, didn’t ask for your attention, or ask you to sing to me. You walked in, talked to me, gave me your attention, sang to me and we kissed under the rain. Things kept picking up atleast in my head, till you dropped, I […]

Day 2 : Making lists

Went back to swimming today and I finished 20 laps and it felt and still feels so nice. The exercise is all I needed and my emotions found a more sensible outlet. I decided to make a list today. I have always made lists, of music I need, books to read, I make lists while […]

New Years Eve 2001

New Years Eve 2001; my parents, sister and I lived with my Uncle (Dads older brother), aunt and their son and daughter who showed up for the holidays with her three year old son. It was going to be a damn good New Years Eve because my uncle and aunt were out on a vacation […]

Type I to IV

The last thirty minutes I’ve been walking around, exploring, this colony I live next to. Every cross, lane, street, boulevard, building, parking, house, window, door, tree, shrub along with the variety of people telling me a story. I had my headphones on and therefore have my own version of the audio. I made plans to […]