The dream of democracy Utopian it may be, but full of hope it is. Many voices through one, a dream it may be but full of hope it is Virtuous leader must emerge Reflecting the voices Chaotic fairness it may be, but full of hope it is It is a dream isnt it?
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Tasty dough
Hot grill bakes Cheese and sauce melt into dough Taste in eyes too
What I missed this morning
It’s another day. The grind of the day commences as seconds turn into minutes. The timings are forced by habit. Each moment optimised to maximise comfort and safe living. Safety was built through certainty, by sticking to the practiced routine. This day was no different. The countdown began as I pulled the car out ofContinue reading “What I missed this morning”
Who Cares… Who’s Real?
We heard Laila o Laila play on the FM. As the drums did the rolls Me and my daughter play our ‘guess who’ game. “Do you know… Who is the drummer?”, I ask. “I don’t know”, she says “It’s ‘Amjad Khan’ I answer, to score a point. But she says that’s only in the movieContinue reading “Who Cares… Who’s Real?”
Turmoil of flavour
Sweet and tangy competing for flavour turmoil in the buds taste reigns supreme Second only to ‘eating together’
चलो नई कहानी लिखें
अपनी स्याही अपने किरदार एक कहानी हो गयी एक से मोहबत और एक से नफरत क्या कहानी हो गयी नाम किरदार का याद रहा अपनी पहचान भूल गए कहानी, एक सच्चाई हो गयी किरदारों से वाह वाह ये अब कैसी उम्मीद है अजब बेबसी हो गयी नए रंग की दवात ली है नए रंगों सेContinue reading “चलो नई कहानी लिखें”
The Collapse of Trust
The working mother takes resolute steps as she heads home. The unwell infant slips into a tired sleep in the arms of his mother. The trusted arms covers the boy with the warm cloak of safety. The tired nurse moves with bowed head. Reliving the tired day, thanking God for granting her the onerous opportunityContinue reading “The Collapse of Trust”
I am happy, I live life
The sun sets I look back What did I do today? I lived a life … I am happy!!! Is that what I do? I seek an answer But that’s not the question It is not what I do It is what I am!!! The dawn breaks Its a new day What will I doContinue reading “I am happy, I live life”
The screen is alive!!!
The first ray hits the fabric. The spectators settle in their assigned seats. The pixels, each of different colours, find their respective place on the fabric. Each of the pixels, programmed and intermeshed, collaborate to form pre-decided familiar shapes. The pixels dance in sync dutifully, on the directions of the maestro above. Each teaming upContinue reading “The screen is alive!!!”
Woman’s Day?
The hair fell in a neat bunch on the apron, as the skilled hands of the barber, cut them to size. I knew the curling locks would be fun and fashionable, but was also aware that the norms were not what they adhered to. My hair style is for others to like. They liked itContinue reading “Woman’s Day?”
My Tales Within 