Green tea....

Curly steam dancing from the hot Tangkhul pot
Moving up without hasitation

it dances and swings along with the air
not knowing its nearing to end

Alas! it went off
but left its earthy fragrance...

thn the old man pour it in an old tumbler
he sips one after another

and watches his memory playing
vivid before his wrinkle eyes..

leave letter..

leave letter..


i wrote a letter to my boss
asking  a leave for a day

she didnt respond but node her head
i thought she was not willing to

next day i found a note under my table
where she clearly stated, ' i gave your note along with mine to our boss'

suddenly she came back with a bar of chocolate in her hand
and her reply was, ' i knew we both are sailing in the same boat'

flirting mood

flirting mood....

She moves her hand.. dancing in the wind

her flute gave a different note to this evening breeze

sipping the sunset with her closed almond eyes

suddenly her enaphi' got caught..

her heart starts beating all over again..

flushing memories came vivid as fast forwarding reel 

she wished it was her lover...

she turned back and saw it was one single stone...

she went near the stone...pick it up .. and smiled for a sec

and she again went dancing in the wind... 

while the gentle breeze kissed those cracked wrinkled cheeks