Category Archives: Roving I

Love Among The Pollution

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PREY

PREY

I watch you.
I stalk you.
I hunt you.
But I don’t pounce. Why?

Because all I ever wanted was a game of hide-and-seek. Your turn, now.

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I Miss You When It Rains 

This is part of my Seasonal Nostalgia series.

I Miss You When It Rains

In summer, you can have my umbrella.

In the rain, make it so I never have to see grey or the tears the sky sheds when you’re not around.

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Island Short

Why are we so obsessed with the size of people when we know it’s got nothing to do with how long they’ll stay in our lives? Mumbaikers know it best, I think, as we measure distance in terms of time and people by how often we see them.

“I live just ten minutes away.”

“You see me everyday.”

We fear missed schedules and lost spaces more than differing appearances and tiny creepy-crawlies. It’s a far-sighted view for a short island.

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Goodnight Moon


Goodnight Moon

All things sweet eventually turn bitter.
Maybe you can only truly taste sweet as a child.
What of those whose childhoods weren’t?
There’s always blessed sleep.

Sleep the sleep of a child under an eclipsed moon.

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The Terraces of Mumbai 

The Terraces of Mumbai

The terraces of Mumbai
are dusty and tile-speckled,
rising above even the highest floors.

The terraces of Mumbai
are most often visible only
through an airplane window
or a satellite feed.

The world calls us cold
and unromantic but
the terraces of Mumbai
see surreptitious lovers
meet and exchange
closeted affections.
We carry our base instincts
above our heads.

But don’t judge us for that.
The terraces of Mumbai
also carry stolen satellite transmission
and a dead body or two.

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The stuff of stars

(For Simar Singh and Hasan Baldiwala

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Parking Spot

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Point of View

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