Finding beauty in the ordinary
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Beyond the camera roll
The flag on the hilltop is old
it silently observes from above
Celebration, sacrifice and the gulf
between a man's hand and his glove
The flag on the hilltop is sturdy
It knows wind from breeze
It can feel the land being thirsty
Disparate is it's reality
Reality, an interpretation of perspectives
Don't we all start our journey as seeds?
Then who are the ones to decide
A flower is better than a weed?
Venerated as much as the temple
The flag on the hilltop is wise
Though it never understood why
men twist their moustaches and
veils hide the dreams of
daughters and wives?
The landscape around is witness
The flag's withstood the test of time
It's wired to a higher frequency
Concealed well with dust and grime
The flag isn't guilty of perfidy
It holds secrets of honour and pride
no Holy water can wash it off
The bloody stains are bright
The flag on the hilltop is tired
It's survived sundry storms
you can't see from far it's threadbare
From the memories that encumber its soul
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Unanchored Again
An exclusive preview of unreleased chapters. This upcoming collection explores the unhurried prose of daily rituals—the steam rising from a brass kettle, the steady rhythm of rain on tin roofs, and the silent agreements that bind us.
“The slate road was slick with rain, yet he walked without haste. Some journeys are not measured by the destination, but by the slow, deliberate rhythm of footsteps on wet stone.”
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