Happy Republic Day, India!

Where The Mind Is Without Fear Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free Where the world has not been broken up into fragments By narrow domestic walls Where words come out from the depth of truth Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection Where the …

An Ode to Butterscotch

Oh Butterscotch, where have you been all my life? All these years, I turned my nose up at your homespun appearance and simple charm,  preferring to court your blasé city-girl cousin, Caramel! Caramel, that brittle, bittersweet beauty. Hard hearted and unforgiving! Creating huge insecurity in me due to my inexperience with sugar thermometers and such …

The Hippopotamus

I had a Hippopotamus, I kept him in a shed And fed him upon vitamins and vegetable bread I made him my companion on many cheery walks And had his portrait done by a celebrity in chalk His charming eccentricities were known on every side The creatures’ popularity was wonderfully wide He frolocked with the …

Kubla Khan

Can a poem haunt one? I’ve not been able to stop thinking (I’m sure you guys are thinking- “Here she goes again! One day it’s pigs, another day, it’s poems!”) of ‘Kubla Khan’ written by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Kubla Khan Or a Vision in a Dream. A Fragment In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately …

To children starting their journey in life…..

And to my child in particular…. Fly! ************************************************************************ Children And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, ‘Speak to us of Children.’ And he said: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though …