Happy New Year!

Here is wishing all a Happy New Year!

Glad to share with you that three of my poems have been published today by The Society Of Classical Poets.

Here is the link:


Once again, Happy New Year to All!


Rhyming Riddle

The Society of Classical Poets held a Rhyming Riddle Contest recently.My poem  titled “One or two” was featured under  the ‘honourable mentions’ column.

If you want to check the original page it is here

I am giving below the poem itself


One or two


My name means two things that you get to see

You consume one, the other consumes you,

As far apart as the sky from the sea,

A part of your daily life are these two


One causes addiction, another cures,

Their forms and functions are different too,

One gives you protection from illness sure,

Other-knowledge and entertainment too.


From the attacks of illness one screens you

One a screen that takes you to another world

One is given by doctors to help you,

One is bought in vanity truth be told.


You can’t live without one is what you think

And the other keeps your health in the pink



The changing face of India…

Sex before marriage
Is no longer a taboo
Living together
Has become so passé
Our weddings have now
Built in western elements-
The bridegroom
Now proposes
To his fiancé
The day before his marriage.
Divorce is no longer
Rated on par with
Death in the family.
Single parent families
Are part of the
Social fabric.
Don’t look now,
The elephant
Is changing.



the credit card ,illusion of unlimited spending power, temptation.



Your glowing looks

And slender form

Captivated me- it was

Love at first sight.

When I hold you

In my hands

The world seems small to me.

You make me

Feel like a king

And rule my heart

Like a queen.

You make me live

Beyond my means

And lead me

To the gates of hell.

And yet I cant

Say no to you.

You hold me tight

With your magnetic charm.

You are the circe

Of the modern world.

O credit card,

Get away from me!


India has moved from a culture of Aiyoyo to one of yo? Are we aping the west mindlessly

If you pierce your ears

Because mummy tells you so

It is aiyo

If you do it coz

Your gang is doing so

It is  cool yo

If you listen to songs

Using radio

Like your father did

It is aiyo

If you do it with

Headphones round your neck

It is hep yo

If you wear your jeans

With not a single patch

It is aiyo

If you wear it with

Holes that show your skin

It is hot yo

If you spell the words

In their natural form

It is aiyo

If you shorten them

And strip them off vowels

It is  fab yo

If your diction

Is just perfect

It is aiyo

If you roll your tongue

And let the words slur,

It is hip yo

If you shake hands

When you meet a friend

That is aiyo,

If your scene is

Doing high five or fist pumps

It is cool yo

If you read this song

On a computer

Like the  old times

It is aiyo

If you read it now

On a tablet or

A nifty wearable

Then it is  mod yo


Have we outgrown our animal nature…

There was a time

When the animal

Was buried

Deep within the man.

Civilized nature meant

That the veil was thick.

One would have to dig

Really deep before

The animal reared

It’s ugly head.

This, alas ,

Is the age of speed.

And everything is done

In double quick time.

And so it feels

That the veneer

Has grown really thin.

You just need

To scratch the surface now

And the animal comes

Roaring out.

Back to the future

Battle between yesterday and tomorrow?… my take on time , despair and hope

The tomorrow I painted
In rosy hues
The day before yesterday
Has passed me by
In a grey dust of burdens
Today was a battle
Grief for the gone
And dreams for the ‘morrow.
Now I am sure
That clouds will lift
And Gods will smile–