Mango Tiramisu 🎉

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Mango Tiramisu 
Is where 
it all ends

The happy evening
Filled with laughter 
Spurred by happy spirits
And the closeness of friends

The nostalgia filled
Each hearts with love
Binding them all
Like a thread sewing through

To accompany the chit chat
And the intoxicating sips
There were some 
Happy snacks too

Yes, there was music
And yes some singing too
Hard rock, Sufi 
And some lucky Ali too

The food was divine
From the one you know so well
More than the tummies
It surely made 
each happy heart swell

And then they all left
All those who had come
And some who didn’t
Missed all the fun
But it’s not the last supper
It never is

Beyond the final checkout counter

A dream after all

So many things 

That I like

I asked, 

if I can carry them all?

Across and beyond

the final checkout counter

I paid for them, 

after all!

It says, you can leave

empty handed, 

There is no other option, 

That’s all!

And the things, 

you carry

and the money you hoard

It just stays here in the mall

That’s not fair, 

I protested

Aren’t they mine

I earned it all

It smiles and says, 

wake up, Smell the salt

It’s just a dream

After all 

A book to be tasted

Magic

Magic created

A cake to be savoured

Of a book to be tasted

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I can’t wait

Patience 

Is to wait

Till the right time 

It does feel 

The right thing to do

But then 

when we can’t wait

filled with expectations 

That’s where the hour

stretches to eternity 

That’s when you 

swipe and refresh

And then you say

Yes, it will be…

What’s the rush, You ask

But deep down

You know

You can’t wait

In somewhere in between 

There hangs the balance

Of peace

And expectations 

I hate the season that’s now

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

I like all seasons

Except the one now

It’s hot in summers

I hate the heat

Yet when it’s over

I remember the blue skies

The light morning breeze

and the happy birds

In the monsoons

I hate the rains

It’s so wet and soggy

Yet when it’s over

I love the coloured umbrellas

The dance in the rains

Happy splashes on the puddles

And the platter on window panes

In the autumn

I hate the dry leaves

That muck up the streets

And clog the drains

Yet when it’s over

I remember the colourful fall

The rusty and the orange hues

The crunchy step on the fallen leaf

And the cool crispy breeze

The festive cheer

With the winter near

It’s the winter

And I dread the cold

The layer of cloths worn in vain

The numb fingers

And the cough and sneeze

Yet when it’s over

I remember the mist in the breath

The cozy snuggle in the quilt

The lazy morning in the warm sun

And the soothing wine and cake

In the glittery starry nights

And then comes the spring

Overhyped and warm

Just when I started to like the chill

And my sweaters were out

Yet when it’s over

I can still smell the flowers

The blossoming trees

With new promising leaf

The cycle goes on

Every end a beginning

Every past

remembered

Every now

forgotten

I hate the seasons

Yet I know

I will like them anyhow