[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Long back, father told menot to get myself locked inside.‘Go, see the world, meet humans’. I went outMet many persons; ---tall, short, thin, fat. Fat, short, thin, tall.I met many Advertising Boards; ---on the side walk, above....

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Suddenly four cannons in four cornersof the square field fired, in tandem.& we ran towards the middleof the field,with a big radio set on shoulder.Viv Richards was a cannon,solid & aggressive.& we, Madan Lals & Kapil Devswere...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] My heart beats fasthalf a kilometer before the train stationEvery day at the junction, a terrible traffic jammocks the morning sun& the lady with scarlet red lipsthrows me a kiss from the lamppostI want to hang myself...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Yellow lights were gigglingat the dead of nightThere’re no buses, trams,rickshaws or taxis now. All had desertedthe city, sans a lonely man,possessed by gentle breeze andglowing lights in a summer night. Suddenly he heard whispersHe heard whispers...