
Renderings of a restless mind
As everyone definitely knows by now DIYs are compulsions for me. Every time I finish a project, my mind identifies another area to invest an afternoon on. The results remain imperfect - slightly lacking always thanks to my impatience which gives up just as the project nears completion. But they still happen, and take form, only to be teared down soon. The below are from a few weekends back. Fed up with upside down umbrellas and having to lay them flat more often than actually


Poems and introspections
I am still not at ease calling myself a poet, but I have discovered that 'free form' poetry is something I am relishing a lot. Freed from obligations of over or under writing, exposition vs. narration and other such, these come into my head as a line when I am dark or dismayed and germinate into full pieces. I will be ever grateful to poets Arundhati Subramaniam and Nirupama Dutt for exposing me to this wonderfully liberating form of writing at the Chandigarh Lit Fest 2015. H