To Benedict Cumberbatch What troublesome times we live, when the world is suddenly in utter chaos and xenophobia is rising everywhere? Where Orwell’s 1984 has suddenly become relevant again? One recalls the opening verses of TS Eliot’s Wasteland: April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring… Continue reading Benedict Cumberbatch
On a busy street, named Orleans, I play the jazz, from my toes. Music is not going to erase it away… On a rainy day, named Katrina, I play hide and seek, from the raindrops. The weather is not going to dry them away… On a windowsill, named Washington, I play freedom, from my caged… Continue reading On a…
She was numb. Not from the pain. But from the sensation. Blood was running from her hands and it was not hers. Lying before this little girl, was her attacker. The ‘prude’ who made her bleed for the first time. The ‘noble’ who was desperate for a cunt. But, the little angel had been warned… Continue reading A Numb Child.
It has been days. Or months I don’t know. He has read them, I am sure. But hasn’t replied, why? I don’t know. He says all the right things. Why he acts strange then, I don’t know. Is it because I do the same at times? Yet he knows how I feel, or not. I… Continue reading I Don’t Know
I dress in silk. He dresses in a suit. I dress to please. He dresses to dominate. I dress in lace. He dresses in latex. I dress sensually. He dresses to dominate. I dress in nothing. He dresses in nothing. I dress submissively. He dresses to dominate.
Laying in my bed, I think; How far we had come and gone. What would make for it to sink? Our fragile ship, we’ll see anon. Counting the seconds gone by, I wait impatiently for his reply. It matters if he is a fox and sly, Hunting me like others, killing me with a lie.… Continue reading Sinking Love
You confuse me. You challenge me. You anger me. You fascinate me. You taunt me. You haunt me. You violate me. You validate me. You fuck me. You leave me. But, You will never love me. You will never introduce me, To your family; they will never know me They will never know I existed.… Continue reading You Will Never…
Pakistan ka khayal jub aya unhain Tou London say Karachi, karachi say Bombay rawana huay Muslim League bani tou Congress main rhetay hauy aik kiafyat hui unhain Kay kia Musalmaan waqai azaad hai bar e sageer main rhetay huay? Liaquat aur Iqbal kay saath jub haath milaya tou khooshi hui unhain Aik arzoo thi kay… Continue reading Aik Khuaab…
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