The simple dreams and all freedom of the docile Indian daughter in law or wife in the conservative families still exist like some distant wish. This poem speaks of the feelings of many such women who dare not break free yet strive for the day they have their own identity. I am tired to … Continue reading I Am Tired
. Meera and her Guru: Meera had aspired to be a great artist and rightfully so, she did gain the status of being one. The journey which began as a music enthusiast converted her from a listener to a learner moving ahead to become a music teacher and now a composer. Deepshikha Roy not only … Continue reading STIGMA
http://www.theasianweekly.net/web/ Published in The Asian Weekly issue 298
The Climatic changes, the Heat enrages Causing anger, frustration and damages Boiling bubbles of the sun rays gazing The cattle are awaiting green grazing
A niche I carved for my heart Of spiritual treats of meditation darts
The Mediterranean Sea is a spectaculor attraction. Its vast approach is enchanting.
Having welcomed the exciting 2016 , We are not done, just not done yet. For the auspiciousness and the fervor, Of the Month of April is yet to come.
The Angels of mercy stay within, And take a glimpse of thy shy pain. They wash away all hurt and sin, Encharming with the stupendity
Fragments that scattered, disturbed in imagination are none other than pieces of my broken heart. एक अरसा हुआ नींद को आए हुए बेरहम इस पलक को झपकाए हुए सन्नाटों से घायल हुई लम्बी सी रातें और ख़यालों में तुमसे करना दो बातें There was a time once, when, they would weep and bleed blood red … Continue reading The Tragedy Queen – A Tribute
In the Chauvinist dominance of the male gender in the Indian Society a woman steps up in her own small mannerism to be her own identity.
