"I looked at myself in the mirror and felt I was 100% about to die. That was when I asked my father for help." - Sanjay Dutt

This has got relevance!

This new piece published in Khaleej Times in UAE has relevance!  

Your mirror

I know,
I exist nowhere in your memory.
It is alright.

Can you just go to your mirror once again
And see through to see you deep within?
And close your eyes 
Only to hear my whispers for a moment?
Would you do it? 

Now tell me,
Can you really afford 
To disregard me anymore?

Snakes

We were snakes then!
Weren't we?

The furiously intertwining snakes...

Ecstasy Of Giving

 Feel the ecstasy 

 Of Giving.

 Not many have got 

 The ability 

 To enjoy and embrace 

 The beauty and satisfaction

 Of Giving.

 Because people are too busy 

 In earning and owning.

 You know...!

Something is coming!

And then,
On a drunken night,
He said to himself,
"Keep calm,
Don't utter a word,
Stay silent and watch,
Something is coming..."

The good, the bad or the ugly?
Or the Divine?
What is on his way?

Airplane Mode

"I didn't even know what an "Airplane Mode" does to my mobile phone until I was in a love affair!"

Lie

A stranger's voice from far away land...

You were gone long before you were gone, I know.
I desire the undesirable and the unattainable, I know.
Among the gone were also the quest of right and wrong,
For the times have erased lots that prolonged.

Your love, my lust,
Your reverence, my relevance!

I'm far from even "remembered" as a forgotten story, I know.
I've never longed for tears over smiles, yours or mine.

Just for you to know, though you know not me now!

_ Lukhman Pambra (1989 -     )

   a stranger

Alarm

...

The dots...

Why have you been so kind to me at those events of my chronic disruption?  Our stories have ended, even though those characters are safe in their depths. But, even after the years, deep within I realise that I am becoming more and more obliged to you, to the kindness you have shown me. I would pray for your benevolence.
But, have you forgotten? My stories usually end with dots...

Marriage

Marriages are for the grownup ones. Fortunately or unfortunately,  I am not yet the one.

Dear long lost comrade,

dear long lost comrade, you traverse through the veins of my silence... and thus, my words!

Momentary bliss in a fantasy world!

When we accidentally come across such notes in magazines, the kid in its fantasy world is becoming hopeful, like an idiot...! Beautiful to read through and more beautiful to feel the vibrations within...

Interview

An interviewer once asked a writer: "What you have to say about being in love?".
Writer: "Being in love is so beautiful and so good, probably the best feel good event in this world". With a brief pause of a deep recollection, he continued, "And bad, real bad as well!"

Identity crisis

Some people worry about the future. 

Some people remain prisoners of the past. 

Some souls just exist somehow knowing not to where they belong. 

Are they called "the wounded wandering souls" in literature? 

Hope they wander in peace... 

Peace be upon them!

Scribbles

The deepest loneliness is felt not in the darkness, but in the broad daylight. And,  it is dangerously real! I used to think the opposite... Glad to have gathered something new this noon.

Blue Rose

Blue Rose
Geethu Mohandas
Her airs... thine...

Mahe

Flashes in front of my eyes as I drive alone through the best of international roads...  They show me Mahe... they show me a New Year Eve, and they make me feel an air of someone probably like on the other shore,  far. I felt a vacuum. 

But then I remembered, the crowd on other shore were excited then...

Desires fulfilled, from ashes!

I used to see my eternal desires being fulfilled, at times, from the ashes of the already dead beings resurrected as a superficial metaphor which comes to me without needing to be invited. And then, the spirits wrapped in your outfit fills my vacuum created by you in the bygone times.

At least my fantasy world is better than the realistic world I pretend to live in. But, deep within, I long for thee in the real world. I am not the same, but, I can withstand a lot better and unleash a lot better.

Are we going to meet in the real world?

Women's Day!

To the few women on and off my real life, who built me, tore me apart, wrecked me, & healed me, I wish Happy Women's Day with gratitude...

Message on March 8th.
And, March is vital.

Google

There was a time when I googled that name...  And now,  I feel the same.  I don't know to where and to what I am up to. But I am not the same. I know that. 

My core must be the same, I hope.

Veins

You traverse in the veins of my words...

...

There is always someone who hear it from far,  even if the nearby ones feel no noise...
And,  if someone is living in a forest, it is fortunate,  for the forest is full of real beings... real,  beautiful and wild...

I need a storm!

I wish my whispers are heard and requited as a storm...
Because storm is that keep me alive!

Death

I fear death. 

I think I must learn to romanticise death so that I can cope with its brutal irreversible numbness...!