— Death Note —

I spent long summer nights, waiting for you.

Sipping whisky, listening to the blues.

Thinking of the times when we were kids,

You loved pulling my hair as I made you my prop for practicing the jump kicks.


As we grew older, you started to care.

And once I caught you smelling my hair.

I couldn’t help but resonate the thought,

There was a whirlwind of incomprehensible feelings in my heart.


And before I knew, you swept me off my feet.

Asked me the question, and popped a ring.

I was confounded by all that charm,

As I soared high with these newly found wings.


There was that day, and then there’s now.

It took me a while to find out that you were sleeping around.

I was left with no option but to leave you alone,

Run to the mountains and embrace the snow.


Now as I stand here, struggling with my vertigo,

The valley looks welcoming down below…

These rocks, trees and pristine snow,

Will witness my fall…as here at dawn I’ll end it all.


The newspapers will read : A girl jumped off the mountain!

Grief stricken, heart-broken.

Never to find who she really was…

As somewhere far, a mad man runs wild, breaking other beautiful hearts.


10 things i don’t understand…

1. I don’t understand why people smoke…do they think it’s cool??? if so,I would like to know what is their definition of being cool?

2. I don’t understand why people are so lazy that they can’t move their hand a little bit and give an indicator for taking a turn while driving…c’mon,how much effort does it really take?!

3. I don’t understand why most middle-aged people are so prejudiced about different genres of music…I mean how can you describe rock(or any western genre for that matter) music as nothing but ‘ noise made by yelling people’ or classical music as ‘boring’ if you haven’t even tried listening or understanding it!!!

4. I don’t understand how,no matter with whom im eating,I’m always the last one with food on my plate….why does everyone eat so fast???? Do you even eat….or just gobble down the food??

5. I don’t understand  if people walk on the road….what the hell are footpaths for????  When will pedestrians understand walking on footpaths is the right thing to do!

6.  I don’t understand why can’t people just activate their cell phone’s silent mode in a theatre. Don’t they ever feel guilty for spoiling the moment in the movie for others???

7. I don’t understand how a professor can fall asleep in class when some other professor is giving a lecture!!!! Yeah,I have seen this happen in my college!

8. I don’t understand why females lie about their age…really,how does it change anything??

9. I don’t understand what fame,pleasure or satisfaction do politicians get when they see their and their family member’s faces,along with funny nicknames on the streets,on huge hoardings!!! seriously….give me a break!

10. I don’t understand why some people are so brand conscious…it’s not going to kill you to wear or use something with not so fancy name and not so expensive price tag once in a while!

The Going Away…

Her sleep was broken by the sound of the window shutter swaying madly in the wind. She did not open her eyes, there was no need to search the house. She knew she was alone…that he had left, just like he had said he would. She tried to go back to sleep, to her world of dreams. But she was too overwhelmed to sleep again, for many days to come…

She opened her eyes to too much light, she had never woken up after the sunrise before this. It was all very bright for her, yet unclear, hazy. She closed the window to her right. And there was deafening silence. She could hear her own breath, and her heartbeats too. With great effort she walked to the front door and opened it. She stood there for a long time…staring at the horizon across the fields, searching for his signs. Her sari fluttered over her toe rings, tickling her. Normally she would have giggled, revealing a deep dimple on her right cheek…but now, she didn’t feel it. She did not feel the prick of the cold wind on her soft fair skin. She did not feel the wind ruffle her hair over her bindi. She felt nothing. Only the void.

She knew she was alone now. But she did not know for how long. She wasn’t sure when he would return…there was no knowing. Her naïve mind did not understand why some people became ‘enemies’ only because a bunch of powerful people said so. All she knew was, she was now alone.

She could now hear the wind in the fields. Her gaze floated from the horizon to the enormous stretch of land in front of her, covered with corns of maize, fluttering in the wind, waiting to be harvested. She closed her eyes tight  in desperation, trying to silence the havoc of thoughts running in her mind…she heaved just once.

And then she stepped out of the house, closed the door behind her, collected sickles and chaff cutters from verandah, held it on one side of her waist…and like it were just another day, started walking towards her farm…