मृगजळ

(Continuing my series on Parks in cities. This one on Central Park) माया नगरी, माया बाजार,भांडवलशाही राज्यांचे हे सुवर्ण दार.काम नाही तर राम नाही,काम नाही तर राम नाही,शहराला या आराम नाही. तरीही, भाग्यवान मँहँटनकरांनाआहे एक हक्काचा हिरवा गालिचा,सामान्य माणसाच्या यादीत असतोCentral Park चा फेरफटका. भटकता भटकता दिसते, त्या एखाद्या गरीब बापड्याला,Park मधून डोकावणारे ते पंचतारांकित शहर.तेंव्हा चंमचंमणार्या त्या मंझिंलींचीही भिडते […]

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Alice in Wonderland

(Remembering my walk around Stanley Park, this time around last year) I walk hurriedly like the Mad Hatterbut with an air of a friendly West Coast jet-setter.Very determined, I open the Stanley Park map.A light grey sky cannot deter a Londoner armed with a rainy cap. The Lion Gate bridge adds to its glory as the theatrical sea planes fly […]

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A Weekend in Windermere

In a bright red kayak,bouncing upon the gentle waves of Windermere,flowing in a rhythm of two to two. On a thin wooden branch,swinging over the shore of Windermere,dancing in a rhythm of two to two. Up on my sturdy feet,climbing over the hills at Windermere,descending in a rhythm of two to two. On the narrow roads,driving amidst hues of green […]

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Time stops at Richmond Park

Underneath the floating clouds,drawing funny shapes in the air.We lay down aimlessly with an afternoon to spare.The Belfry of Petersham at distant,chimes sharp at three.The birdsong, the whizzing bees, orchestrating an afternoon melody.The grassblades whirling like dervishes,reveal that the Gods of Heaven have stopped time.A tummy full of chutney and brie, anda true partner in crime.

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A True Story

Streaming sailboats on the auburn horizon,a glorious day spent by the sea.Queueing up at the chippy for minutes, twenty.I polish that off with mushy peas, plenty. Now awaits the most awaited treat,“Make it the biggest scoop, please.”Licking away the delicious scoop,I stroll on the promenade merrily. Down come a gang of white feathers plump.With such precision, those rascals make me […]

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एक झाड

एक झाड असाव,खिडकीच्या बाहेर बहरणारएक झाड असाव. नारंगी शालू नेसून भर उन्हाळ्यातमिरवणाऱ्या गुलमोहोराकडेडोळे भरून नाहाळाव.पावसाळ्यात कडक चहा पितानात्याला मिसकीलपणे चिडवाव. एक झाड असाव,खिडकीच्या बाहेर,एक झाड असाव. हिरव्या-पिवळ्या काठपदराच्यासडपातळ चेरीचे पानगळतीतमन जाणून घ्याव.हिवाळ्यात जन्माजन्मांचे वादे नकोतर्वतमानात जगण्याचे धैर्य द्याव. एक झाड असाव,लेकी-नातींच्या विश्वाच्या पलीकडे,खिडकीच्या बाहेर बहरणार.

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An Ode to Summer of 2017

Please Stay!Don’t leave now,your warm tenderness.The many a picnics, sweet berries and stories spun on a glorious day.Of yellow linen dresses and stolen caresses,As my eyes twinkle in your bewitching mellow rays.Blue clear skies which pierce my carefree soul,the taste of mint o choco cream,as I humm your songon the crisp evening stroll.I know Autumn beckons with its promise of […]

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