Author Archives: victoranish

About victoranish

A theatre worker living in Bangalore.

Blank

She stood. Staring blankly at the moving traffic. They moved. Blankly staring at her blank stare. They stood. Across. The pothole. Filled with last night’s rain. A splash of sky on the street. Blank. Clouds. Blank. She moved. Advertisements

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Lynched

The crowd surged, all of a sudden. Mouths foaming, eyes narrowed by the glare of hate, faces contorted by fear – a deep, primal fear of the predator. The loathing of the hunted, when unleashed, knows no reason. The pain … Continue reading

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Shadows

The brightness of being holds shadows too They are not hidden in little pockets or corners of my soul They move in the open openly Gliding over everything I do Everything you see of me Yet you do not see … Continue reading

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of Love, Peace, and Harmony

I woke up last night, wondering what is happening to my country? Why are we so enamoured with beef, rapes and peacock tears? Why do we listen to politicians obsessed about girls wearing jeans and ‘advanced technologies‘ in the Kurukshetra … Continue reading

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Punctuate

People say that is a stupid thing to do when they feel that they could have done otherwise and somehow believe that having done otherwise they would have achieved better results but the funny thing is that they did not … Continue reading

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Love and Understanding

Arsehole! Bitch! I have always wanted to call you that… Now you have… does it make you feel better? It does. And you? What? Do you feel better? Like the king of the world… So we are both feeling good. … Continue reading

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soldiers, women, trees

They yell and shriek And tell – how I must love A soldier, a woman, a tree Their eyes spew flames Their mouths explode A million lies A million miles Without a smile They yell and shriek And tell – … Continue reading

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The art of grieving

Have I forgotten, I wonder… how to cry, how to miss my lover in the dead of night. I wonder if I have grown wise and forgotten the whys of that sinking feeling, that dull aching, that growing warmth at … Continue reading

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Shifts

Psychedelic lights pierce the darkness with throbbing regularity. Bodies, like worms agitated by the smell of deodorants succumbing to sweat. Smoke hangs in the sour and pungent air like a viscous fluid. Stubbornly resisting the flailing bodies. A memory streaks … Continue reading

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in the wind

it rains the grass bends helping tears flow the earth moist fragrance flutters like a feather in the wind  

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