Ode to an honest autowallah who charged Rs 24 only/- …guess where?

It’s difficult commuting in cities in India….people grow old traveling, negotiating, begging, abusing autowallahs……you can’t blame them….and you can’t back their excessive demands either. here’s part of a poem that happened on one sun lit day when I met a good autowallah, a good person.   Most of the time  … Continue Reading Ode to an honest autowallah who charged Rs 24 only/- …guess where?

Conversation between two relatively nice guys about the Slut walk

Am I dreaming? Hey you stop looking at your glowing cigarette tip And check out those uhum! Women of all shapes, shapes, sizes, XS, XXS, XL,XXL,XXXL I’m drooling, are you?   What’s a slut anyway? Are all women sluts? Or just those here in the crowd?   Why don’t you … Continue Reading Conversation between two relatively nice guys about the Slut walk

Feeling a quake from the fortieth floor ( To a friend on the fortieth floor)

Something  shook.   I think it was my heart Filled with the morning rush And kisses sweet of last night Lin     ger          ing.   A trembling glass, a bed that walks, Furniture coming to life, the sky through the windows.   I need to … Continue Reading Feeling a quake from the fortieth floor ( To a friend on the fortieth floor)