Published Poetry: Bhang Diary by Snehith Kumbla

when I laugh,
the whole body,
one big mouth
of laughter

when I sing,
words emit
like a
seismograph

If I squat, drowsy,
all my teeth are
melting down
a whirlpool

walk, look back
and wonder,
whose vanishing
footsteps
are they,

meanwhile,
my as-lost-as-me
friends, frantic for
shade in the sun,
and can't find it

together, like a
splash of colours,
we lie in the garden
for the madness to pass

later, at home they ask
about the blood red
eyes, I say, it was
some colour, some holi

(This poem was first published in the Mar-Apr 2012 issue of Reading Hour magazine.)

A Random March

Cooking, Early Days: A roasted papad meets a gory end

A historic moment: The third whistle of  the pressure cooker signalling cooked rice

The first meal prepared ever by the very hands that type these words down

On the day of Holi, the festival of colours, a tree joins in

Published Poetry: 'Bhang Diary' & 'Road Naming Ceremony'

The Bangalore based literary magazine Reading Hour has published my poem 'Bhang Diary' in the Mar-Apr 2012 issue. The poem chronicles the effects of the herbal drink on the day of holi. Another poem 'Road Naming Ceremony' is featured in the same magazine's blog page. You can read the poem at the following link: Road Naming Ceremony.

break from revelry

24/3/2011
On Rangpanchami, the Maharashtrain day for the festival of colours, a couple of musicians break away from a boisterous crowd to quench their thirst, even as summer sets in...