Unravelling

For Daddy. I have tried to extend a couplet my father wrote when he was researching his post doctoral paper on foreign influences on Mughal Paintings in Budapest. This poem is a tribute to him on his birthday.

The immaculate petals, with hues from the canvas of a water color artist, the ombres The lilting, shifting, blending transitions that fade and intensify and play …

Love and vicissitudes

Wafa, vasl aur khudgarzi

What you long for is what you once had, and lost.

From one jungle to the other

To him and his memories …

Homeless shrine

In remembrance of my father.