I’m trying to sleep– Abizer Lokhandwala
And I see myself as a tiny little dot
Somewhere in Mombasa
and then in Kenya.
Zoom further away and I see Earth
Rotating and revolving around the sun
In the solar system
Zoom out further
In the milky way and into the universe
Where am I?
I don’t see me
Or anyone else.
There is nothing
We are all nothing
In this vast expanse of nothingness …
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My arms stretched out to the heavens– By Abizer Lokhandwala
I am here, I screamed.
HE came out and healed me.
It’s so peaceful.– By Abizer Lokhandwala
The sound of waves gently lashing on the beach.
Each one with its own song to sing.
If only you could hear,
At a far distance – a bird
No, lots of birds – their sweet calls
Then someone calls me ..
Breaks my reverie,
And I’m back on this beach,
I look around.
I can no longer hear the music of the waves,
Lost are the songs of the birds.
I am in this world
I want to be free …..
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Cafe and Rain
Every time it rains, I go to a cafe.
It’s a blessed land.
It creates an ambience of love.
The comforting homey aroma of warm baked food welcomes you.
The soothing, mellow background music makes you settle in.
The large glass windows are so inviting,
You can while away time dreamily looking outside,
Watching the raindrops and the empty black wet streets.
The warm yellow lights of the cafe elevate the romance in the air.
The rustic wooden interiors bring back that old world charm.
Oh and the mesmerizing, divine scent of coffee,
How it draws on my soul!
That tempting, sinful indulgence.
There’s something about the smell of coffee, I tell you.
That strong attraction!
This is where all the yoga sessions come into play.
Deep deep inhalations and a long sigh of satisfaction.
Somehow wrong but feels so right, perhaps like an extra marital affair.
As I call myself a chai lover.
But, who can deny the combination of butter croissants and coffee.
It’s a match made in heaven, don’t you think?
Now, the best part about cafes is,
Somehow nobody bothers you.
No one gives a second glance.
When you are being all dreamy and pensive by yourself.
It’s like.. they understand that feeling.
Especially these cute lil neighbourhood coffee shops.
Totally love their relaxed vibe.
Everyone is lost in their fancy world of imagination.
You can just sit alone with food and coffee.
Writing down notes on a piece of paper,
Borrowing a pencil or a pen from the attendants.
Or, you will often find someone sitting in a corner reading a book.
Or, somebody with headphones crouched on their laptop.
Or, a couple –
Sitting cozily on a couch
Lost in each other’s eyes.
Or, you will find a group of friends,
Sharing stories excitedly and giggling.
Or, you see a tired soul,
Just stopping by to relax the bones.
Whatever be the reason,
Coffee shops don’t really care who you are.
They just let you be.
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Hover in stillness of the room.
A warm yellow light
Swelling an air of melancholy.
The open terrace was his room
Lying on the charpoy bed
With hands behind his head
He sang songs looking up at the night sky
Watching the twinkling dance of the stars.
While she complained
Lying on her memory foam mattress
About back pain!