

Parakeets and Plane 


Distant Eyes and Beads of Sweat 

Colourfully Occupied 
Something contained 
fare thee well my love 



I whistle a tune with the breeze… the audience quite amused, applaud my muse… 
who announces the oncoming of another day… as the sun rises shy on the second of may… 
upside down, mouth open, a perpetual frown, mister C, dangling from his favorite tree… 
mango season 


smoke and morning sun… 









he sketches 
the trans-Himalayas 
bus headed somewhere| mountains give perspective 
dirty orange 
girls on the way back from school | near Kashmir 
The city of Leh (swirl of a growing city) 
Spituk| A man in the field 
on the road 
red 
A Shepard in the Kashmir-Kargil highway 
Shepard in the hard sun 

always hungry 
this was like a dream from another life 
evening with a flower to be 
a couple that moves in harmony 
spider before pouncing into the oblivion 
worm battles the bee from the petal-less poppy 
flight in the morning light 

when 
fabric of our world 
dance 





