Author Archives: Aditi

About Aditi

My thoughts are who I am and I am what my thoughts make me.

Rooms

Someone once told meHe had rooms in his mind –A love in each room. Thinking of loveConfinedIn a room with windowsAnd no doors –Everything in it’s sightBut nowhere to flow –Makes breath stop in my throat. What is love,If not … Continue reading

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Deluge

There is a deluge in Mumbai today Of words floating inside my voiceless mouth Of blood abandoning my tired body Of pictures crawling over my shivering skin Of rainwater pouring mercilessly on parched earth As if It were retribution For … Continue reading

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Currents

If I could I would Pour showers of water over the mirror That holds all the light that was once mine Wrest it clean of today, tomorrow and yesterday Especially yesterday Until the clouds emancipate to nothingness Free from the … Continue reading

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A meditation on transience

It’s spring and flowers are blooming everywhere. While I have always enjoyed being in the midst of nature, I had never been a keen observer of nature itself, appreciating rather the mood set by trees, shrubs and the sounds of … Continue reading

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An ode to the copper pod trees of IIT Bombay

The humble copper pod Lines the streets of the IIT Bombay campus, A natural “infinite corridor” high above your sight. I sat beneath a tree today; I am sorry, I said to it, for I never saw you. I never … Continue reading

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Archives

When I moved countries I packed up books, notebooks and research papers from grad school still marked with the dreams of youth, stacked end to end in box after box and shipped, all the way from there to here, because … Continue reading

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Shadows

The lone bird at the top of A brown, jaded, leafless tree Tall and unbending above the green, Reaching into the blue. Discarded bags that once held cement, A length of rope, abandoned shoes Going nowhere on the brown ground, … Continue reading

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