Fiction and Poetry

Dilli Meri Jaan

‘bhaiya, ek coke aur ek camel light’.

Friday

"It was simply imperative to understand the psychology of a man before roping him in and rendering him spent."

Lost and Found

“She had everything she needed: a little bit of laundry-change that she scraped off the dining table the other night, some water, her half-eaten lunch, a comic book and a tiny slip with her address scribbled on it.”

Simpler Thing

““But now, we are walking backwards until we collide. We are talking of women and their men, of the wall, of the weather. Of us. “Does it trouble you too?” I ask.”

it takes two to know the truth

this is a retelling of the truth, of my truth which is shadowed under his, he abused me, broke my lucky tooth, how uncouth, forced me to...

A Set of Hands

“And with every wrong set of hands, he wished only for a dispassionate life. A life of no knots, no slutty mothers and lovelorn fathers.”

After Sex

"Love is the coaxing that knives us open"

Narcissus and I

“Time is a blur and I do not remember what I was before. For as long as I know, the day I came upon these untouched waters, was the day I began to live. For is not to love, to live?”

By the Beach With My Grandmother

    I hold her hand Her skin—wrinkled and loose and warm, green walls of veins I pinch it softly, and the fold stands, just for a moment, it stays like...

Seasons

“The changing of personalities, the unconscious smiles, the problematic views.”
Light