Posted by: Ajapa on: July 23, 2009
If God didn’t exist how would things I’ve desired find their way to me? Like my Sufi Gurus say, “Tujhe dete huye nahin dekha par jholi bhari dekhi hai”
(I have not seen you giving me something, but my bags are full). Therefore, I know you love me.
This is from a post published on the 26th [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: July 10, 2009
I’m grateful:
to my friend who took time from her flourishing new relationship with a vegetarian to eat chicken tikka with me
to the lemon smoothie I drank at Kaldi that scalded my newly scaled teeth but stopped my jaw ache
to the ATM machines around Kathmandu that make it possible for me to pamper myself
To Amelie who [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: July 6, 2009
My classmates and friends were doing this on facebook… I thought I’d do it here instead. I thought it would be different but similar to several of my previous posts.
Big Dreams small dreams and other dreams
For purely self interest
Uniquely me
Certain Things
Rules: Write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: July 4, 2009
I hate going out these days. It just disturbs the serenity of whatever peace of mind I have. Besides the best place to be during the monsoon rains is at home. My aunt says she can watch the heavy grey clouds move in the sky for hours and can actually talk to her imaginary ‘meghdoot’. [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: June 30, 2009
I don’t feel much these days.
There ’s just nothing much:
Just a few memories of how I was
when I was a child and carefree.
Actually, its no different these days.
After roaming around with
jobs that drained me
and I didn’t care much of,
after strained relationships
that were never meant to last,
after toiling endlessly against
the fixed-ness of fate and
school books I [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: May 29, 2009
In the heart of my city,
battle scarred citizens
of a wounded nation state,
put aside a muddle of words:
(proportionate representation,
ethnic equality, military integration
And citizen supremacy):
and take a morning moment of their own.
The pigeons flutter around the
city square with the break of dawn
and the 3 am mist lifts its head
from its long bow to the sun god.
My four [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: May 22, 2009
When everything goes right
and its hard to imagine that
any imaginable thing might
go wrong – we hurt ourselves.
From self inflicted pain come
a series of morning poetry,
fed by rage, self hate and spite
towards no one but one’s self.
A state of mixed emotion:
self invited – pity, humility,
lack of passion and animation -
an eternal longing for serenity.
Days built with hypocrisy [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: May 14, 2009
I just got ticking about the Happiness logic again and realized that it is indeed so simple. If one wants to be dissatisfied and unhappy s/he can find plenty of reasons to become unhappy and dissatisfied but by just a little trying and giving one self what one truly deserves – that tiny bit of [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: April 27, 2009
I sneak in a poem at work.
I sneak one in the bathroom.
Its a strange little quirk
this poetry and rhyme,
but I sneak it in nonetheless.
I’m not a master raconteur
nor the lord of a paintbrush.
I’m not even a proper poet.
I just sneak in poems.
I’m just a sneak-er of a poem or two.
They’re not supposed to know
that the [...]
Posted by: Ajapa on: April 17, 2009
She was six when she read Oliver Twist and nine when she read David Copperfield. How she envied their impoverished, malnourished deprived childhoods!! She envied the poverty driven adventures of Jean Valjean of Les Miserables and the pitiable yet powerful romance of the poor in O Henry’s Gift of the Magi. That’s why her heart [...]
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