Unto a space void of other life A smile unacknowledged, unreturned, Unknown to anyone else, unasked for. Yet one that I understand the most. For the chance to smile such a smile, I thank my all encompassing solitude.
Tag: expat
An epilogue for “The great Indian kitchen”
Outburst of a 26 year old Indian Girl.
From several thousand miles away
“In a nutshell, I had posts coming to me all the time, and once when I was opening my letter box, I commented to Mom who was on the phone, “there are only bills and such in my post box these days.” She noted this carefully too.”
What do you miss?
Moonlight pours in through the wooden window,
the night follows the lit path inside, they sit
on my closed eyelids, I sleep, peacefully, there.
Then, I am asleep like a baby, here.
Alleys 