SHE: Saw him first, Groping in the dim light of my allowing eyes, So I squeezed him in, with my gentle hands. He stepped forward, wishing only not to be a stranger, But just a friend for now, Maybe, if God willing, even...
(On stage, she is sitting crouched, lamenting, wailing and cursing Death who is standing quietly, about five feet in front of her, with its back to her.) If you are so focused on not seeing me What is this urge in me...
On a bright day like this
With your warm smile like today’s
I saw you walk by my eyes
Stranger in me
Less of me
One of me
One of you
SHE: ఏమనుకున్నావూ, ఏదో చెత్త పోయెట్రీ రాస్తే మనమేదో మాట్లాడుకుంటామూ, దగ్గరవుతామూ అనా? నా సంగతి నీకు తెలీదూ? అయినా నువ్వెవరు, అసలూ? HE: నేను నిన్ను నువ్వు అన్నప్పుడు పర్లేదు అని నువ్వన్నప్పుడు, మొట్టమొదటి రోజు ఇంత పెద్ద...
After an intense 2-month work including a complete front-end overhaul, Saaranga Magazine is now relaunched, with a new English section. Magazine here, and my article, How will they receive me, for the inaugural edition.
Sometime in the middle of 1978. Old city of Hyderabad burned with Hindus and Muslims killing each other, and the police killing everyone. Early May 2003. “Characters should behave unaware of the future that lay ahead of...
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