Eid over the years

One of my fondest memories of life in Dhaka was the night before Eid. And the highlight of that night would be scampering down the narrow laneway with my elder sister and cousin to our neighbours place so she could put mehndi on our hands. A lot has changed in the city of my birth... Continue Reading →

I Chose You.

Spinning dreams from romance novels Watching others love and lose I sat patient, sometimes impatiently But I chose you.  Petals wilted and the leaves they darkened and fell On a short sharp winters night We first clashed – then met And I chose you. Time would not let us mature Love soured and I tasted... Continue Reading →

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