Dragon heart

My life began as

I reached him.

The day, I hear, 

wraps around him.

The night, is shy

and yet in silence

awaits

for he shall wake

to fly without wings,

to burn without fire

to dive without fear

to perhaps fall

and break,

and yet stand tall

and brave.

My quill waits in hunger

for I am merely a witness

to a phenomenon

so strong and powerful

that it consumes me

thoroughly - 

as I evolve

slowly, but surely,

a bit more like him
a little less like me.

Growing up

Fish and bones

and black tar roads,

familiar faces and 

memories set in stones.

A distinct fragrance,

of palm trees tall,

swings and playground

 - my world was small.

Sea and sand,

they beckoned me - 

a wide-eyed speck

in a sky rise city.

Loss and religion,

riots and blasts,

the boy next door

 - etched the adolescent heart.

The search for a hero

brought me close to her

a peaceful home

to the heavens above.

Writer, dancer, 

actor, doctor - 

She set me free

 - to make my future.

And there I stood

a heart and a sole,

to begin my quest

for a new home.

To make friends

and write stories new,

to travel places

 - in search of you.

P.S. I have grown up (in fact still growing up) in many different places. And I have always wondered if each of these places have contributed in tweaking my personality in its own way. Would I be a different person if the order of these places in my life changed? Would I be different if instead of Mumbai, I had landed in Chennai? If instead of UK, I had chosen to go to the US? What would I be doing today? Would I be writing this article at all? Would I still be in search of a home? Would I still meet you?

Write here, right now

A few weeks back, this was just an idea. A write club. A place where my friends Hugo, Paresh and I can post our writings, our thoughts, and generally anything which catches our fancy. Over a few beers and my very own version of home cooked Indian meal (with the addition of a hot Mexican salsa made to Hugo's recipe and Paresh's home made 'speciality' ginger cake), we came up with the idea of a blog which will motivate each of us to write more.

For now, we don't really have a concrete structure for the blog, but decided to test the waters with the help of a writing exercise where each of us write about a common topic in our own way- just to get the creative juices flowing! In future though I hope this space will evolve and take shape after our individual personalities.

Over the course of the next few posts I hope you will find out a little more about us, but for now I will stick to the first rule of write club, which forbids us to speak (any more) about it, and instead let the writing do all the talking.

Happy reading and welcome to the club!