Day 309: Invitation

Get beneath my skin,
Creep in, stay a while,
Like sliced light under the door.


Day 141: Malleswaram market things

So, I landed in Bangalore this morning. And true to the nature of my home, run by my errand-crazy mother, we went to the market in the evening. Good old Malleswaram market that’s transformed in so many ways. And yet much of it still remains just the same. The same smiling faces, albeit a little more wrinkled. The same gorgeous wares. The same nooks and corners. The smells. The textures. The colours.


What jasmine looks like.
Fragrance up for sale, when it’s
Strung like sweet candy.


Look me in the eye
Unravel every inch of
me, wrapped up in green.


A whiff of today
The crunch of nostalgia
Spiced with yesterday.

Day 126: At sea


Horizons echo
Sending waves back to the start,
home. Where they belong.

The weekend has induced some serious beach cravings. Perhaps because it rekindled a forgotten feeling. Of being in the sea – the water, a balmy temperature, with the sun beating down and browning my shoulders, a summery breeze flitting over the surface of the water as I bobbed up and down with the swell and flow of the waves, occasionally being thrashed around and rendered completely helpless. The sea has a way of leaving you exhausted, yet energised, if that is possible at all.

And I feel the need. To. Go. Back.