Great Floods

Great floods have occurred in the past

No one talks of who triggered it

But we know right from Noah

Who were the saviours

Gods can’t seem to do much

In the drowning world

Where drowned ones

Wait for that one physical and real

Hand to manifest

The hand of the saviours

To pull them out of the debris

To live to tell the tale

Some say it felt like

A great wall of water and sludge

Came towards them

Scenes of apocalypse unfolded

Is the world coming to 

An end? 

We know there are

Profiteers getting richer

By burning the planet

But ice is ice is ice

With a fixed melting point

A completely non-negotiable one

We have watched for a decade or more

Bargains over 1 degrees or two

But idiots never understood

Glaciers will melt

No gods can save us

From nature’s fury

We transcended the boundaries

Taking earth for granted

Like we take our women too

But everything has a breaking point

Yet we refuse to learn

As long as the poor

Or rich tourists die

Does really matter anymore?

Nor do lives on a narrow strip

Which is getting narrower

Nor do high altitude folks

Who are the first victims

And first responders too

Who is to be held accountable?

For uncountable deaths

We will bear witness

Make films, poetry, stories too

We have all documentation tools

To document the horror

Soon we will walk around

With oxygen masks

As cities turn unliveable

While mountains prone to GLOFs

You escape the noise

To seek peace in higher altitude

Only to get buried under a glacier deluge

No one knows where you disappeared

Lucky ones say Shiva or Jesus or Prophet

Or any god of their calling saved them

No one asks why gods are so selective?

They never punish the perpetrators

They go after the poorest of poor

Trapped in bare minimum cycles of survival

On a larger scale we are in an era

Which might get defined in retrospect

An era hooked to screens

Watching their own collapse

And mountains turning into rivers

Minute by minute

Waiting for saviours

To manifest to save them

From themselves

As we sink into the deluge and debris

Of our own making

When will we learn to act?

Isn’t it too late already?

Betrayals

Time betrays

People betray

Family betrays

Life betrays

You betray yourself too

The true story

Isn’t the words said

The true story

Is never what is seen

It lies in what stays

Unsaid and unnoticed

And in life unlived!!

What betrays silence

Is the word

& what betrays the words

Is the silence

Between said and unsaid

There is a pause

A void so dense

Yet so empty

Bereft of trust and emotions

Post Rain Night Walk

After long last

The rains have come home

Sound of rains

Like music to the ears

The city roads and trees look happy

Finally a complete wash

And a chance to come clean

Washing away all the dust and grime

The cars roofs and leaves

Glistening with water droplets

Finally clouds kept their promise

They brought down water drops

To trap light and refract away

To create sparkling dots

Mini stars on the ground

Amidst all the darkness

Love in the Era of Dating Apps

I wonder how does love fare

In the era of dating apps

Earlier love came gate crashing into our lives

Annoyingly when we least expected it

It sat as an unwanted guest

Messing up all the time lines

It waited patiently for its turn

To unleash it’s charm

And make its way into our lives

I wonder how love copes now

In the era of dating and speed dating

Has it become impatient?

Does it move along with our swipes

Swipe right you may find it

Swipe left you may lose it or vice versa

With Apps and profiles

As the ultimate gate keepers

How will it ever get to gate-crash?

Is love at first sight even a possibility?

There are always damn screen and filters

And best edited profile pictures

And then when you personally meet

With ample room for expectations

And disdain

Does love leave the table politely?

Earlier love would linger on

And maybe even stalk

And now it ghosts

Earlier there were no promises or forever

But yet love would haunt for life

I no longer know how it works

When we lay all our cards on the table

Hoping for a fair game

But then it turns out

There are no rules of the game

Love remains a situationship

Waiting for an upgrade

It is always a clean slate

No misgivings, no messiness

Light as a butterfly

Love flutters in and out of life

No surprises anymore

No confessions either

Love in the age of AI and Apps

Has turned out to be a smart love

With racing heartbeats in rings and watches

No broken hearts, no unrequited love

Nor platonic or overtly lustful

Love itself has become a need

A box to be ticked

The more you chase it, the more it eludes

That hope – the next swipe might

Bring it to your table right?

Keep at it!!!

Knowing love, it will still turn up

To upset all your plans

Staring right at you

Sweeping you in a twister storm

And then dumping you

Totally broken but warm

It will teach you to smile and sob

Only love can teach love

It is a shape shifting algorithm

Making an absolute fool of

Even the wisest one!!