nirupam

21 Nov 2012

Searching On

Foot-prints are all exhausted on yesterday's sands. You may ask for finger-prints at the agency office. Finger-prints, photos et all that they need for bio-metrics. Do you really require to know me? Two mail-ids I gave you years ago over the phone Are now...

nirupam

25 Oct 2012

Assurance

No secret written on sands lasts long. Waves don't bother how much you love Or how strong your disaffection be. But, be assured, whenever you remember me, I'll be with you, I'll always be. No cry in the desert can reach the ears you mean. Cactus-thorns do...

nirupam

22 Oct 2012

Learning

By the time her song weaves The lonesome road to happiness, I learn the art of listening to blue waves. Walking together we see flowers accompany us, Clouds, one or two, get distinctly impassioned. Colors mingle with fragrances as we leave our foot-marks...