Monsoon Stroll

Hats off to such wind swept weather
And walking in it in a huddle
It's the joy of soaking in it together
And splashing about in every puddle

In The Buff

When rain dance is all

Such a huge rage

Why should my clothes

Take centrestage

Kho Kho 3.1

Kabaddi and kho-kho
Not the games children
Play anymore
How does one move them
From this state of inaction

Probably by giving them
Geeky versions on Playstation

Rickshaws In The Rain

How I am loving
This three-wheeler race
Where passengers can only
Scream and shout
Begging us to slow down
With their hearts
In their mouths

One In a Crowd

Kept aside as an excellent specimen
Does not mean you belong
To an order that's higher

All it does is ensure you are
Marked out for being roasted first
Over an open fire

Waiting Forever

Here's a universal truth

That goes without debate

Time really drags

When you are lying in wait

Tower Of Brilliance

While I invite everyone
To huff and puff
Up all my floors
Let me remind you
I am partial to those
With vertigo

Dropped Call

Walk past me all you
Mobile empowered gals and guys
But when your charge runs out
And an emergency strikes
I'll take my revenge by
Swallowing your coins

Garlic Breath

Not something that's on
My daily shopping list
But tonight my date is
Dracula's bride
And I've a feeling
She'll be pissed

Lotuses In love

Something about Love
That rings so true
When one is affected by it
One finds himself coloured
By a brighter hue

Waiting For Seeds

A handful of seeds
Some hours of light
A few drizzles of water
And voila...
It's the recipe to bring us to life.

Ticket To Ride

Okay, so I may not be in the clouds 

But a Double Decker is just as good

That's because from the problems

I see on the ground, I am far removed

Paint Can Philosophy

When paint cans are finally

Drained out of all their colour

That's when they think it's alright

To be depicted in black and white

Crush Capacity Crowds

This is the warm-up
For a daily rat race
When in an
Everyday commute
One has to fight for
Standing space

Under Camouflage

Sometimes in life,
The art of standing out
Is not really as important
As the art of
Blending in

Baptism By Water

In the relentless flood
Of life
Clothes and emotions
Both get wrung
And it makes sense
To start really young

The Other Side Of the Lens

On this World Photography Day
Oh what happiness and glee
Caught in the euphoria
Even my camera agreed
To pose for me

Childhood Freedoms

Childhood is when you have

The license to go around in circles

That are easy to define

Adulthood is when that license

Is taken away from you
And you're expected to toe the line

When Retail Needs Therapy

It's a new season upon us
Of shutting down stores
Of shops going bust
Of demand disappearing
Into oblivion

A season everyone's talking about
A season called recession

Stepping Into Womanhood

When a girl graduates from
Bangles for her doll
To buying them for herself
That's when you know
She has stepped into womanhood

Musings of a Painter Man

I love this job

Of dabbling in 

Colours of every hue

And of course there is

The perk of enjoying

A high, top angle view 

Betel Leaf Blues

Isn't it surprising how

Something so refreshingly green

Can enter the human mouth

And emerge in disgusting shades

Of red?

An Ode To Freedom

Young minds untainted

By the spread of corruption

Let us pray that in the 

India of tomorrow

The nation will become

Their highest religion 

Sea Shells Say Cheese!

Washed ashore by a violent sea
We've been gathered and made to pose
Like brain-dead models
In some nutcase's photography

Drops Of Life

If all around
We see shortages
Is it okay to just
Rant and rave?

When we ourselves

Will ignore a simple

Keyboard command

Called 'save'

Flower Among Thorns

Never mind how many
Sharp knots there are
On life's barbed wire

They will never steal
The thunder
From a solitary flower

Bird Songs

So what if we are
On parallel lines
That are not destined
To meet

As long as your songs
Reach my ears
Life for me will always
Be a treat

Janey Kahan Gaye Woh Din!

When greed and gluttony
Become a politician's vices
That's when an ordinary man
Fondly remembers
Yesterday's prices

DIY Treadmill

A place where time stands still

That calls to me to run to the top

And measure in my gasps for breath

Whether I am already over the hill 

The Commonsense Pyramid

Every year I see men
Following in a God's childhood revelry
Wish I'd see this enthusiasm
In all people of the world
In practicing his lessons for humanity.

Gimme Green

I love them long and slender
I love them ripe and tender
And when they are stacked up
So neatly together
Sheer bliss comes with
A ladies finger

Gimme Red!

Yesterday, we were the reason behind
A housewife's salvation
Today we have turned into
Her poster boys of inflation

Social Networking Among Birds

Here's to going online

Here's to being birds

Of a feather

While some of us like Facebook

All of us love Twitter

Cricket Pitch Nemesis

In this cricket-crazy nation, I'd never be the national bird
Considering how feared I am
Among the Dravids and the Tendulkars.

The Original Sin

If the mango had been
Eve's partner in sin
Then Adam after just one bite
Would have labelled sex
As an overrated thing.

The Truism Of Progress

So what if I sit atop a man made sun?

Everything else made by God

Is fast becoming redundant.

A Moment That Rings A Bell

Here's to childhood's little pleasures
Going late to school
Because right now
I am fascinated by this cycle bell

Sharp Showers

 

A sharp shower brings

Those drops of rain

They land upon my face...

And beautifully disguise

All the heartache, all the pain.

Precocious Me!

   Now where the hell is that damned stewardess...
   I'd like my seat back in the upright position,
   and yes my food tray too!

Celebrating togetherness

   While the thunder clouds gather around,

   let's just you and me treasure these

   moments of togetherness

   that around us abound.

A Wistful Wish

    

    Wish I could go back to my unbridled childhood,

    running up literal inclines instead of those mandated by society.