Everybody knows that I have been very selfless all my life; asking nothing in return for what I’ve done. But now I will cause the utmost pain to anyone who inflicts any treachery on me! Don’t ever think you all can take me for granted!

Can the bird find the dry leaf!: A poem

Oh! I had so much, hope, belief and faith that the Supreme would protect me from evil’s hate Oh! How I waited at such a hope’s gate! But, now I fear, it is too late! Treachery and chicanery haunt my every step Prakash Saint Paul capitalising on everything, yet And his secret consort, the LaborContinue reading “Can the bird find the dry leaf!: A poem”

Hi Baby, I don’t think I can ever forgive you and Meena after this. I am sure they may keep me here for quite a while. So please use all the evidence you can get against me. I Was managing my life very well without you all. Thank you, for proving I am insane. I hope I come out a drugged zombie. Please forward this message to Meena as I have broken all relationships with her and her family. Of course, now I will be under Government scrutiny for life. Is the Labor Party going to bless you for this?!

I have been consigned, confined and drugged: A poem

These endless roads travelled These distances becoming longer The mountain climbed nearly to the peak and a free fall into the deep This ill-sounding alarm that straddled my soul Enforced, confined, and consigned by a regime, pretending to encourage democracy. So, I am now sharing space with inmates, who are yelling and sobbing. I mustContinue reading “I have been consigned, confined and drugged: A poem”