Sitting camotes at my windowsill
Looking out through the tinted glasses
I polish my whiskers
And the temptation to bark
At my foes and friends
out strolling on the thick green turf
Kills me
Moment by moment
Looking out through the tinted glasses
I polish my whiskers
And the temptation to bark
At my foes and friends
out strolling on the thick green turf
Kills me
Moment by moment
I lick my paws
For that forgotten aftertaste of freedom
I wait till the bright afternoon
Goes off for a siesta
During fading lights of pre-evening bliss
To utter one silky soft mew
And stealthily walk out
through the cat flap
To merge into
Forbidden animal kingdom…
A television journalist turned writer I have been writing short stories and poetry for almost twenty five years. Masters in Physics and Education, turned to Television journalism and gradually shifted to full time writing. Taught physics for a year at University of agriculture. Meanwhile worked for All India Radio as announcer. Reported for “Parakh” and later worked with NDTV. Got into professional writing somewhere along the line. Have also produced documentaries for television and radio.
