Grandma's parantha That morning in May summer Sleepers skip breakfast!
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The Girl Next Door
The books fall back As she enters the room Keep you fixed in her tunes There she blinks, and smiles, and laughs Then she moves dancing in my room! One can hear her Even when she's far away Perhaps, arguing with her roommate Bursting again at her jokes One thing is for sure: she'll never let you get bored! Everyone knows her here As she walks around, saying aloud her greetings "Hi Di!", "Hi Pooja!", "Hi Sherry!" She'll sit for sometime and study seriously And then distract herself with something funny. She'll stand before the mirror from time to time, trying different dresses, make-up and shoes taking pictures of herself Then she'll ask us to review And that's Shyamly for you
I sit by in silence staring constantly at the recently redecorated board hanging on the opposite wall, tiny diyas and candles send little nerves of joy to the brain. There is definitely something distracting about the air, one can just not sit and study for the exams when there so much festivity around. Diwali is round the corner and though sometimes festivals end up in bickering about cleanliness in the house, once you are away from home there is a sudden realization of celebration. Cleaning and decorating is all part of the celebration, to induce joy. The ignited candle scents the air, tuning our senses with its flame. So with this sense of merriment, I sat around my friends and we indulged ourselves in gluttony. Today, we skipped the mess food. At every passing moment, someone sends out a cracker into the night, and it sends out its sparkle to each one in the city. Today is what they call dhanteras and day after it is Diwali; but tomorrow I'll be at hom...
Dharamshala: The Little Tibet
It is always nice to see familiar faces at unfamiliar places. Yesterday, under the raging skies, I met my friend at the McLeodganj market and together we walked towards the Norling cafe (featured on Highway on My Plate). From the soles of our feet to our ankles, we were drenched, and as a result, cold. What else could have been better than a cup of tea then! To stop the rain, we began to chatter about. I had fallen in love with the place, I told my friend how the people in Dharamshala were so lovely and kind, that how I tried my Tibetan introductory vocabulary on a Tibetan Street vendor in a meek voice which had been caught by a school boy's ears. The boy had looked up at me and gave a huge smile while nodding and appreciating it, "Yes! You are right! It is thugchiche ". I blushed and walked off, having more confidence than before on talking with strangers. The only disap pointment at Dharamshala would be the noisy cars on narrow roads, making it difficult to w...
Scribbling on a train ride!
My train has stopped at an unknown place and it is 4:24 am, as I look out of the window, far over there there's a house and I can see the light of the bulb. I have drowned myself in music in the middle of the snores, trying too hard to sleep but my mind keeps running away from it, like the train is moving north, taking me far from home. Two hours away my station awaits while my thoughts are whiling away the time, the train is making it stops at stations I don't know, taking in people I don't know, and running away with them..... Away I go, away we all go... Tonight I was thinking of home and tomorrow where i'll go. One thing is for sure, there's a never a perfect place to be, but you'll miss something when you look for perfection because we are so obsessed, so attached with an emotional bond. We love and hate and love to hate and hate to love. Everything is meant to grow. Me and you. All of us! And I am goin...
On Holidays
Summer is here, and exams are over. It is hard to believe that a year is past now. I am supposed to leave the hostel. Taking my bags along with me in the hot burning sun, draining me. I'll be in the train soon enough on the way to home. Yes, home! A place to always get back to, back to being yourself. Oh, holidays! How exciting! Two months? I'm going to do something this time. Starting with sleeping first. Missed mum and dad. They would be happy to have us back home. Then? Everyday, the same monotony of life. Get up, there's nothing to do. Go back to sleep. There's nothing to do. How I wish I'd be busy! Want to take a trip? There's no money, sit still! Papa, I want to do ....... Dear, get a glass from the kitchen. Open the door! Lazy kids! Clean your room. Have you taken a bath? Where do you want to go? My kids don't like it here. This city sucks, mom! Why do people stare so much? It's too hot! There's nothing happening! I have had enough! I want...
