For a Woman's Day special Open Mic poetry night at the Tuning Fork on 6th March, 2017, I chose to versify this article  of mine and ...

{part 1} {part 2} Distance is a difficult tongue hard to learn, like most things after 30 Despite the mispronounced and m...

Ten floors down is a bed of flowers You know they don't seem too far I can almost smell them up here on the ledge So swee...

Have you ever measured a table in miles? Or minutes, in uncomfortable silences? They say a lot of things can happen over coffee - t...

Come boy, you need some straddling, some kissing, some fondling oh, that sleeping beauty of a heart come boy, it needs some ...

Two things have changed since I read the first two installments of Shubha Vilas' Ramayana series. Firstly, I've realised that ...

Title: Being Hindu: Old Faith, New World and You Author: Hindol Sengupta Publisher: Penguin India Genre: Non fiction/ Religion ISBN...

Read that note that has just been slipped under your door "Invitation" it says, in a dark, cursive, Gothic font. I...

Forget what the preachers say Disregard every sermon you've heard I, the priestess at love's altar, Say, 'desire...

There's a blood moon in the sky tonight, that shimmering orb of desire No clouds to challenge its call for sin. There...