Rings of Smoke

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.

kaafi dino baad gaon jaane par

mera gaon chhota ho gaya hai, tukron me banta hua sa, kisi ne samuhik bageeche ka apna hissa khod diya hai, bachche ab waha cricket nahi khelte, school ke chaaro taraf ek deewar ban gayi hai, jiske upar taar lagi huyi hai. kuch logon ne ghar ke saamne baad laga di hai, aur ab,phool deewaron [...]

update

no,no…i am not back to writing on Rings of Smoke just yet.but i just did a guest post on the blog of The Vagabond about The Phenomenal Red Bull. Here go a few extracts: …and it is time now to introduce you to our very own best kept secret…peoples, here is introducing The Phenomenal Red [...]

  • About The Line under the Blog Name

    The lines generally are from some poem which I have, at some point of time or the other, loved. I do not mean, by including them, to be snotty or pretentious- but I would love it if you could identify the lines, and take much joy if you were interested enough to search them and read the original poems. If not- you can ignore them.

  • tags

    books c.v.sc. college colours CRP david foster wallace desire ethics hindi poetry hope humor insomnia interviews irony job jog life logic love marketing MBA me mind morning movies mumbai music night people pink floyd poetry poets radio reading run silence sleep songs the doors vodka wind work wtf xlri you

  • Spam Blocked