the lost art

reviving the lost art of story telling

Intezaar – The Wait

and admirers whispered sweetest words but you never did yet another lifetime gone Painting by Shirish Pandit More art by Shirish Pandit: Pratiksha – The Wait a touch of crimson

a touch of crimson

and he claimed her with a touch of crimson in place of vermilion tears of kohl trickle his pledge to return bound by blood *** when at last he returned but not as she had imagined she tied a crimson ribbon on his casket, protesting a broken promise

Pratiksha – The Wait

The Wait

Wistful

Sharing this painting by my daughter Alya Kassam. She also writes just as beautifully.

blurred heavens

a night when the gods appeared blurred heavens intoxicated with fermented nectar and angels danced till dawn

Clouds, a Collision

During the first week of November 2016, I received as a gift* an opportunity to attend the Inner Engineering program by the Isha Foundation. Though I was (and am) an avid listener of Sadhguru's talks (many of you will be familiar with my poems inspired by Sadhguru), admittedly I went not expecting much. Curiosity and a chance to … Continue reading Clouds, a Collision

Silver

every silver lining .... A photo I took several years ago. Complete the caption if you wish :)    

Defiant!

Stood defiant in the face of history Each brick cemented with a memory Whispers once shared in one tongue Which anthem shall now be sung? *** Thanks to Liaqat Ali Vance for this photo and to @LahoreMore for sharing it on Twitter and providing inspiration for my poem.

Moon Light

I captured the full moon on Friday night with lights and then when we had a power outage