Inspired by ‘Ground Chakra’ firecracker on Deepavali day that spins on the ground spreading light sparkles all around and finding its bliss!
Soul lit
Browsing Category Creatives
“Word-smithing”
Painting with words (poetry) & pictures (posters )
Fight
A creative about the fights that we see everyday in the media, politics..
Celebrate
A creative about celebrations about the past.
Bangalore is sexy
A creative about Bangalore as a poem “Bangalore is sexy“ Bangalore is sexy Bangalore is sexySingle with lot of drive Then traffic jam is a big orgy Bangalore is sexyCouple working in shiftsContinue your work at home Bangalore is sexyIrrespective of who you areIt is now wet everywhere Bangalore is sexyIt is all about holesManholes, Potholes and Assholes
Malnad Trail Ultra
A demanding trail with 2000m elevation over 80KM was made more interesting with slush due to prior rain. The no-loop trail of 80km under the canopy of trees caressed by coffee shrubs is just wonderful to run on. The slush due to pre-race day rain is something I did not enjoy, as I am yet to get comfortable with slush running. My first experience of slush was with Chennai Trail Marathon (50KM) a few weeks…
Just protein
Cycling to Cubbon park last Sunday early dawn whistling joyfully, I heard the bleating. Here I was, full of life, going to the park for a long run, and here were goats tied to the pole opposite the butcher shop, bleating pitifully before they become the special Sunday lunch. That is when I thought “Oh dear, they bleat and for they will be soon meat, they will never see the teen, for they will…
Life & Death
As I walked back home after a 10KM morning run in the neighbourhood, I saw the parked sheep van, filled with sheep. And that set me thinking on ‘Life & Death’ resulting in a poem today.
Machines & Humans
Everyday, we are bombarded with new technology that is humanising machines and making them smarter. At the same time, we also see senseless acts of violence, anger, intolerance, making me question “are we becoming barbarians?”. The thought of this shift of humans becoming barbarians and machines becoming humans tickled my muse. So, where are we headed? The possible answer is in the last stanza of the poem “Machines & Humans”.
The politician slept peacefully
The last few days of rains in Bangalore has proven to be a nightmare for its citizens,. Frustrated to see the slow demise of Bangalore, I personified the ‘sleeping government’ via ‘a politician sleeping peacefully inside ‘on crisp white sheets while the city is battered with a dead body of a young man that floats peacefully outside.
Gauri
Two days ago democracy bled in Bangalore when Gauri an editor/journalist was shot dead. Pen they said was mightier than the sword. Sadly the gun seems mightier than the pen.“Black night it was when doorstep turned red”.