A Blogpost Turned Poem, by Khawaja Musadiq

A week ago, I wrote When Family Becomes A Distant Memory. Khawaja Musadiq, a wonderful wonderful poet turned it into a poem, thousand times more beautiful. Although he doesn’t know the context and details I wrote the blog post in, nonetheless he wrote so beautifully. surviving on a bleak glimmer of h o p e , […]

“I’m sorry, do I know you?”, a poem

For Simran Narwani I was looking for a friend, when you tapped my shoulder from the back and I was confused how to respond back to a recognition from a person that was not mutual. Last time this happened I was in a hall trying to remember something about microprocessors so that I could at […]

A Girl From Another City

For Amruta Ghate  Far from people getting nuts, partying, drinking, throwing up (why is it called throwing up, when pukes goes down?) from the honking cars and mazes made out of vehicles on Bengaluru roads there was a hospitable place on first floor. Twenty something people coming up with themselves and some poems instantly made like […]

Why I Think Slam Poetry Is A Necessary Evil

I’ll be straight to the point, the nature of the slam poetry is heavily influenced by American poetry, and no doubt about that, slam poetry was born in America. My problem is that we usually do not get to see other flavors. What’s the most popular flavor of spoken word poetry? Mental awareness. Before you […]