Well, it is not that easy to describe “I.” Who is this I? What is this I? Similarly, You is also an obscure persona. However, the only thing that is clear is I is not You, and you is not I. When I am referring to “I,” I mean I, me and myself. When I […]
Rain! Oh, it’s raining. Rafik…Rooja…Fatima…where are you Fatima? When will the super be ready, what’s cooking in. Will you get me a cup of tea? Fatima, get me a cup of tea, did you hear what I said. Fatima speaks from a distance. Why…I’m busy in the kitchen. Rooja, go and see your father what’s […]
“Give me some beautiful lines, make me feel good, make me feel special,” she said. “Every night….I see you…I feel you,” he smiled at himself. “Sorry about the burrowed lines.” “Burrowed?” she asked. “From where you borrowed that one? I mean not where, from whom?” “From a song by Celine Dion,” he replied. “Oh…you are […]
Father, are you still toiling in the farm Or has the season of plantation ended I can smell the monsoon And rain soaked earth! Yes father, I know our oxen are old They cannot pull the plow When I come back, we will buy young beasts And you don’t have to rant them to trot […]