The Curd Rice Chronicles 

The Curd Rice Chronicles

Forget about being nice. Just stay curd rice.

~O~O~O~

Curd rice on the streets. Mor mollagai in the sheets.

~O~O~O~

Kadipatta must be sent to jail for showing up in curd rice.

~O~O~O~

My balanced diet of curd rice, workaholism, wine and male tears.

~O~O~O~

It’s not over until curd rice.

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The Spirit Writes Back 

The Spirit Writes Back

Each day I show you my love in how I survive
Yet you treat my existence like a blank check
Milking this cash cow for all your glories
Didn’t you realise that I make business
of sentiment, spirit and stories?

It wasn’t a check, my love, it was a loan
My heart beats in currency, concrete & stone
There’s a reason there’s never shortage in my vaults
And you don’t want to know what I do to those who default.

Signed with love,
The Mumbai Spirit

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ARENA


ARENA

The arclights strip me naked 
But let me keep my neuroses 
So long as I package them as poetry
I can trade them in for a fingerful of clicks

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Mirror Maker

Mirror Maker

The person who invented mirrors knew that people needed the shock therapy of truth, daily.

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Packrat Affections 

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Share The Dark

Share The Dark

You carry the night into my heart with you. I have no problem with darkness. It’s the jagged edges of glass hope that I can’t stand.

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A special place in your mind 

A special place in your mind

Home isn’t just a where
It’s a why, a how, a who
Also a with whom.

Home is where the heart longs to beat.

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The Writer’s Revenge

The Writer’s Revenge

Each time you scar my heart,
I’ll bleed you onto paper,
with memories for ink.

So there.

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The Tinder Generation 


The Tinder Generation

We who fall in love like we’re making war,
still oddly find our peace in love-making and comfort in broken pieces. 

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