Ready for 2011
I would have thought that by the time I got to this stage in my life I should be able
For She That Went
I see no use in this beautiful day. No warmth in its counterfeit glimmer of comfort. On the tree, two
The Greatest Hits of a Shooting Star
I remember the oddest things. Like the box of knick-knacks in our attic of private jokes Your pseudo lactose intolerance
Sade “Soldier of Love”
I am usually both excited and apprehensive when the legends announce a return. Excited, because we can never have enough
I Heart Camden
There is a light outside our house with a yellow Chinese glow, that at 5 pm on a dark November
On Iran
The old is definitely dying, even when the new hasn’t come. The blood that brought down the dictatorship of the
He Bends to Pick the Pieces
He wonders if healing equates forgetting if happiness is sitting cross-legged with a prism of suns to blind that blotch.
The Coldplay Show
March 28, 2009. Abu Dhabi, UAE A streak of lightning zig-zags a damp Middle Eastern sky. I have been in
The Baluch of East Africa
Baluch settlements on Makadara Road, Mombasa, 1920 They journeyed in the fabled dhows; white crescent sails blown by ocean winds, three
The Amnesiac
an abrupt collision of faces we look shocked, or surprised, and almost say hello so I quickly hide behind my
Heartbeat
Who would have thought you could choke me up like that? I can hold my breath, but you – you
This is Bulbul Radio
A sparkling explosion of megasound this is a nova of John’s sun and Paul’s star inscribing itself in the chromosomes
Siempre Means Forever
In case you didn’t know, Or maybe you forgot, I have left the keys to my house Underneath the earthen
All Farewells Should Be Sudden
All farewells should be sudden immediate, impromptu and quick none of that unwarranted deluge of emotion, unnecessary party expenses, or
Reasons
Because I need more time Love isn’t an ice cream you lick It doesn’t melt in the sun It burns
Reincarnation
The grey skies darkened the overcast minds the broken, fearful, submissive souls at the prick of a needle I closed
The Feast of Ganesh in Mumbai
Colours of a subcontinent like an artists’ palate Or is just a camouflage I forget But colours yes Many many
Dreaming on a World
A world of dreams is all that I live in. Why should I wake up?
A River is Insufficient
I did not ask for pity. I had laid down and was walked over not because I had lost. I
I Fear to Lose My Love
The fear is greater than the love? The fear more pronounced, more direct Tormenting and torturing. The love is simply
I Am Beginning to Think
that maybe I came in the wrong way, found things topsy turvy so tried to put them in order for
