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Under a frozen sun
People say times have changed. I still see toads lying flat on the roads in the monsoons. Their joyous leaps put to an end maybe by some breakneck conveyance, before they could reach their sanctuaries safely. Rains still come down to these sanctuaries like ever: demented! Thousands of invisible light-footed spiders gambol on the buoyant…
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To the Wonder: Love that loves us
The cinema is a magnificent and perilous weapon when wielded by a free spirit. It is the best instrument to express the world of dreams, of emotions, of instinct. – Luis Bunuel Terrence Malick in ‘To the Wonder’ does just that: like waves, his shots take us along for a ride through a rhythmically…
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नारी
सदा एक काया मात्र । तुफानी बादलो को बाहो में समेटे बंदर को तकती बिस्मित अस्थिर । असहाय प्रकृती की चीरंतन चींख जैसे अपने लहू में लिये चलती, सम्भलति- सम्भालती थक जाती । क्षणिक स्त्ता से परिचित । गलते लोहे की बूंद में तैरती एक तरनी ओस की पहली अंकुरित पंखुरि में दिया जलाये बेझिजक…
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Estranged
These dayswalls melt in darknessand the woods seek refugebeneath earth. Young bees wander; asunder.
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For a drop of ether
Take me to your pond, I am no sunflower. darkening skies mean no twilight but they may remain for a while and I won’t thrive. You in search of your pond did you find it? The beggars come along like you asking for my favour. But I am a wilting flower ! Pluck me. Gently.…
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