The grave of dreams

You are spinning and wondering in the wilderness. Emptiness spreads through seven heavens. Silence howling. Icebergs crackling behind. Standing at the red cliff of the mountain, your heart is breathing faint and fast. Dead sky crumbles into cloudbursts. . A nightmare. . Resurrected from the nightmare you grasp your dear one’s hand with a tight clasp. And you weep over the near ones buried…

Being Dead

It took you light years to spit the pieces of your bad and broken luck. ………….Along came the King……………. He stones you and crushes your soul and spits you in the eye. Then he leaves you in the middle of nowhere to die. . …… ….. …. … Uzbekistani Lamb Plov Serves 4 Ingredients: 1 cup basmati rice 1/4 cup canola or olive oil…

Sweet Chicken Curry

Tragically urban, rootless, ruthless civilization becomes breath-chocking, humans no longer taste the earth and the jungle. Kingfishers, glimmer of glow worms, Squirrels don’t fly in rhythm anymore. We live in an age that holds our mind in a cage. This age calls darkness ‘Light’. We no longer hold the key. Our spirit never gets to set free. TV turned our minds into a black…

Chicken Kebab

Self Reminder 1: In those pitch-black eclipse nights, darkness will fold your soul like a thick-as-a-brick, deep, dense, thorny blanket. Your misguided feet will step into the quicksands in some sandstormy nights. You will be lost in the saddest city lane. Tears will fall from your sand-soaked eyes like falling piercing rain droplets. But you must journey on. And pray to the ONE who…

Chicken Curry

With drought in my mouth, storm brewing in my stomach, whenever I knocked on Grandma’s door, uninvited, she would greet me with a spatula in hand wearing a full blown smile. Smile like a brightly blazed flaming flower. A Sunflower. Crimson colored oil drops dripping down her spatula. Drops like the Daffodils gone wild in the hills in a sizzling summer noon. I loved…

Purity Does Exist

When tragically urban, rootless, ruthless civilization becomes breath-chocking, I take a drive to the cottage of my friend. To taste the earth and the jungle. That countryside cottage is gracious, its presence is ethereal, as unconditional love always is. That timeless cottage stands under the pavilion deep in the grass. Here the sunshine is more wholesome as the withering Winter doesn’t linger. Here Orchids, butterflies,…

Bangladesh

Static, stoic sunlight was streaming through the vast emptiness around and wreaking havoc in the endless Sahara. Wearing burning blisters like a raincoat, the traveler was running clueless in search of a drop of water in the barren land. But the cup was full of sand. After sprinting a light-year around the back side of the moon, crying a million rivers for a single…

Roast Chicken

Go crazy. Grow some vivacious flowers in your front yard and backyard and balcony. . And then eat some chicken 🙂 Stay healthy. . Roast chicken can be soft, soothing, dark, action-packed, sweet, spicy …just like a poem. Like a song. . Does anybody ever regret preparing-cooking-presenting-eating-blogging- critiquing ‘Chicken’ ? 🙂 .. 2lb roasting chicken salt and pepper to taste 1/2 tbsp fresh garlic…