बच्चा जो लगभग साल भर का होगा उसे उसकी मरी माँ सोई हुई लगती थी । बार बार चादर को माँ के मुर्दा जिस्म से उठाता अपने ऊपर लपेट लेता। वह हकीकत और अंधकार से अभी दूर, अपनी मरी माँ से खेलने लगा। यकीनन उसे रात को जब माँ की गर्म आग़ोश नहीं मिलेगी तो […]

The stance is ready, This is what we learn, It’s not that bad. Someone will find it ticklish- the cow’s tail morphing into a cone, then a flower and after that a missile. The missiles are implied. Sometimes we can’t see the nightmare coming or becoming the real thing. Or, We roll up the windows, […]

On Tuesday, 27th of June 2017 I was not there, On that day a mob spent time beating her to death. She visited me today, after a little more than a year. She visited me via a photo on the internet. Her eyes were looking beyond the commotion of her killing. Her eyes were looking […]

They did not come for us. This time we are spared. This was to show what happens, to women like us, to men like us, to people like us. I was thinking of the Pussy Riot girls, Freedom to have fun- they sang. Freedom to have fun while breathing the lethal air of being snuffed […]

This is not just about me. we have a duty to set things straight. For the many more who will follow my footsteps. I am not the first one to burn with desire. But somewhere I broke ranks with all of your humankind. I told you that I want you. You assaulted me for that. […]

Among the 20 snowy mountains, Bloody hands grew like weeds to the sky, As the blackbird glided across, silently, The only thing moving was its dark eyes. It should have noticed the crawling shadows that stopped belonging to ‘people’ – ‘who belong to their own land’. It should have noticed the fumes rising out of […]

It is at 4 am in the morning every other day now, When the mob birds, mob cows, mob men, and women roam on this land. Those birds sit on bloody bodies, bathe in their blood, feel giddy with excitement and erection. The cows stare vaguely at the horizon, waiting to be taken away. The […]

Is it you? Mahisasura?I remember beheading you.Imagine! A one-headed demon,The black one.Your arrogance made me blood-thirsty.You dared to desire… to be like us.Where was your Shakti?The Shakti of the millions who prayed even before we or they came.Sometimes I think, maybe, it would have been better if you lived, like fellow comrades, in the service […]

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