Moon poems 44 – Secrets



I told you things
That I didn’t even tell myself
My deepest thoughts
My darkest secrets

I know they are safe
The parts of me that are missing
Locked in your memory box
That you never open anymore

I talk to myself now
Telling me things that are real
But there is nothing to say
And nothing to hear


Scribblings 69 – Crash


Rising through the ranks
Meteorically to be a king
Then a gradual downfall
Slow, almost unnoticeable

Weakening foundations
Shaky, bumpy, sputtering
And then a big fall
Everything crashing down

Gathering the scattered pieces
Putting them back together
Unsure how it will work again
Because some pieces are missing

Scribblings 68 – Enigma


In the sea of humanity
You seek the one enigmatic human
Who captures your imagination
And refuses to leave your thoughts

You search and search
Knowing the futility of your efforts
Because what you are really searching for
Is a mirage, an idea, the enigma


Jasmine Chapter 2: The Rain

…Chapter 1


Shiva rang the doorbell and waited. It was raining heavily and his car had stalled in the water-logged area just outside the apartment complex. He was already wet running back from his car to the apartment block. Drops fell from his hair as he hung his head and shook it.

Shiva had dropped off Jasmine after the concert. She had worn an exquisite red chiffon sari. Her shoulders stood shining in her tight sleeveless blouse. Her hair covered her bare back making up for the low back of the blouse. She wrapped the sari elegantly around her, just below the navel. She looked extremely sexy and Shiva had a hard time keeping his eyes off her. He didn’t want to make his glare obvious but was sure that she caught him admiring her a few times as his gaze bounced of her breasts. Her small breasts were hidden under the palloo but contoured shapely in the tight blouse.

As they had sat next to each other in the theatre, he was mesmerized by the whiff of her perfume. Her bare soft arms rested on the armrest between them, lightly touching his arms, her shoulders rubbing his shoulders as she leaned over to say something softly in his ears. He tried to focus on the concert giving her pieces of information about the band and the style of music. He wondered if she knew of how gorgeous she looked and how she made him feel.

Dinner followed the concert. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry to get back home even though it was late. On their way back, he drove by the beach. It was a stormy night. The dark beach lit up by the lightning that flashed through the sky as large drops of rain fell on the windshield of his car. Light music played on the stereo while she spoke nonchalantly about her day, the concert, the beach… he lost track of exactly what she was saying as he just focused on her sweet soft voice.

The rain soon turned into a full-fledged storm. Shiva drove slowly into her apartment complex, wading the car through pools of water.

“I had the most wonderful evening today” she said as he stopped the car.

“Me too” he smiled at her. He didn’t want her to go, didn’t want the evening to come to an end.

“We should do this again” she said softly

“We must” he said.

“Good night” she said as he felt her hand rest on top of his hand. She squeezed his hand as she smiled sensuously. He turned his hand over to and intertwined his fingers with hers and held her hand tightly. He leaned towards her staring into her eyes. He could feel her grip tightening on his hand. He leaned forward, his lips hovering close to her. Her lips parted just a little. He placed his lips on hers, gently caressing her lips with his. His tongue met hers as he felt her hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer to her.

A bright streak of lightning and loud thunder broke their kiss.

“I really should go now” she said, wiping her mouth with her sari. She looked around to see if anyone in the apartment complex was watching. There was little chance of anyone being there in the incessant rain.

“Don’t go” he pleaded with her, still holding on to her hand.

She looked around and kissed him lightly on his lips first, and then gave him another deep kiss. She pulled her hand from his as her lips left his. In one swift motion, she collected her purse, opened the car door and ran through the pouring rain into the apartment building. He watched her through the rain drops on his car window disappear into the building, sitting there soaking in the moment they just had.

As he turned his car out of the apartment complex and into the street, he was met with knee deep water. His car waded through for a bit and then stalled. His attempts to start the car failed.

“Shit” he cursed under his breath wondering what to do. There was nothing much he could do. It was pouring and quite late in the night. There was no way he could find a mechanic now. He picked up his cell phone and dialled Jasmine’s number.

“Hi, my car broke down just outside your apartment and I am stuck in the rain in the middle of the night” he told her on the phone. There was a long pause.

“Hi, you there?” he inquired.

“Yes, yes, of course. Ummm would you like to come up to my apartment?” she said.

“Is that going to be okay? I mean what will your parents think?”

“Actually there’s no one at home. They’ve gone out and won’t be back until tomorrow. I just saw their note.” She said, a little hesitantly.

“Are you sure it is okay?” he asked trying to sound as though he didn’t want to impose.

“Absolutely. It will be good.” He thought he heard her chuckle as she said that.


Jasmine Chapter 1: Desire


Jasmine got her files ready for the project meeting and entered the conference room. When the meeting started, her boss introduced Shiva as the new member joining their team. Shiva appeared cool and calm and his voice was gentle as he gave his introduction. As the project meeting started, she noticed that Shiva was contributing to the discussion even though it was his first day in office. He was using his prior experience and making some very meaningful suggestions. As the discussions progressed, she felt drawn closer to Shiva, continuously attracted to his chain of thought and approach. She was secretly admiring Shiva, glancing at him without obviously staring at him.

After the meeting, some of the team members huddled together. They weren’t happy. They criticized Shiva for his comments and said he didn’t understand how things were done there. They said he just didn’t appreciate the challenges they faced. Jasmine tried to get her words in edgewise defending Shiva without appearing to disagree with her team, trying to appear to be on their side. She was walking a tightrope, not wanting to alienate herself from the rest of the team and yet not wanting them to dislike Shiva.

Over the next few weeks, Jasmine had a chance to interact with Shiva on various occasions. Even on days when there was no specific meeting, she would make it a point to talk to him on some pretext or another. She even started coming to office early to be able to see him walk by to his workstation. Jasmine even spent time researching about Shiva on the Net and she found his profiles on various sites and tried to gather as much information about him as she could. Her urge to be close to Shiva grew deeper each day. Shiva would normally offer to get her coffee when they were chatting. Slowly the coffee meetings became regular. She would feel excited sitting there in front of Shiva, her heart pounding heavily as her eyes focussed on his lips as he spoke. The sound would fade away as she imagined kissing and biting Shiva’s lips. She would control herself to bring herself back to their conversation. She wondered if Shiva noticed the way she felt.

On a Thursday evening, she met Shiva in the canteen near the coffee machine. He stopped and waited for her while she got coffee from the machine. His subtle gesture and eyes guided her to follow him to the corner of the canteen. They casually sat on the table making small talk.

“So, what are plans for the weekend?” he asked casually.

“Oh nothing, just the usual” she replied, nervous and hopeful, wondering where the conversation would go.

“Hey it’s the weekend, you should go out to the movies or something.”

“I don’t really go out much” Jasmine said.

“Really, that’s strange. Such a pretty girl like you not going out?” he smiled as he said that.

Jasmine’s heart skipped a beat. That’s the first time he had said anything about her appearance. So he does notice me, she thought and suddenly became conscious of how she was looking at that moment.

“I have two passes for a Spanish music concert. It’s organized by the Spanish cultural centre. If you are free, maybe you could give me company.” Shiva asked softly.

“Yeah sure” Jasmine said without much thought, and realized that perhaps she shouldn’t have said yes so quickly. A thousand thoughts flooded her mind. What would he think of her, having agreed so quickly? What if someone from office finds out? And yet, when she looked up from her coffee into his eyes, she was mesmerized by them. She knew she wanted to go out with Shiva. She knew in her heart that this is exactly what she had been waiting for. She was completely ecstatic at Shiva’s offer and was having a hard time controlling her excitement.

“Great. Let’s leave tomorrow around seven then.” Shiva said as he got up. He smiled as she nodded and walked back to his workstation, leaving her shaking from the inside.

Chapter 2…

Moon poems 43 – Still night

Still night

The moon looks on silently
As the tree sways in the wind
And leaves rustle in rhythm
In a quiet stillness of the night

The music of the crickets
Complemented occasionally
By passing vehicles
Adding life to the otherwise dead night

With the humanity switch turned off
There’s a strange calmness
As I lose myself in a trance
Of the dull moonlight that engulfs me