Skip to content

All I Need

August 1, 2013

MonsoonIn the dark of this broken street let me say to you. Let me say to you that at the end of the street would face us a deserted mansion. In case you were willing to walk along that far, we sure could unlock that rusty iron gate and clear the cobwebs. While you would light a lamp I could make some fire, brew some tea and we could talk some politics. While you would play with the burnt wick, I would stitch together some old poetic thoughts into one. You would be entertained I guess if offered to gaze at the overcast monsoon sky while braving the humidity and the cricket’s noise.

A monsoon evening leading to a rainy night is no plain an evening. It is the precursor to a lot of dreams, a pile of self-pity and a bunch of romance all entangled into one. I am sure you won’t mind helping me straightening some of that, sitting on the terrace. At midnight we would make some bed and talk about how huts are made with straws, of how ghazals are written and of how lovely do little baby frocks look in old black n white photographs.

At dawn we would snuggle, make some space for dew to settle down. In the embrace would I tell you how lovely things are on a rainy day that ends with an embrace the day after.  Are you coming?

About these ads
35 Comments leave one →
  1. August 1, 2013 11:10 pm

    “A monsoon evening leading to a rainy night is no plain an evening”

    I love this line…

    • August 1, 2013 11:12 pm

      Thanks Arindam. Did not write anything for quite some time. Had to pen it somehow so as to get into the pace once again. Nice to hear from you. How have you been?

      • August 1, 2013 11:19 pm

        I have been fine… How about you? Yes, hadn’t ‘seen’ you for a long time… Anyways the restart was very good. I too penned down similar thoughts on monsoon this morning…

        • August 1, 2013 11:26 pm

          I have been fine as well. Thanks again for the appreciation! I would like to read your thing. Have you posted it already?

        • August 1, 2013 11:27 pm


  2. August 2, 2013 9:04 am

    So tantalizing an invitation!
    No way to refuse!
    The time with friends is never ever a plain meeting.. it is an alchemists’ touch…..
    The time spent with one’s own self is a shot of revatilizing energy boost…………..

    • August 2, 2013 10:29 am

      Thats so true. Well said Ashok Ji!

      I immensely enjoyed being a part of the carnival of Hindi Music that you had sort of ‘organised’ on your blog!

      Hope you are doing well!


      • August 2, 2013 9:43 pm

        When one has friends like you, All is Well.

  3. August 2, 2013 3:43 pm

    Nice scene.

    • August 30, 2013 8:14 am

      thanks Pete! How have you been?

      • August 30, 2013 12:59 pm

        Great thanks buddy, up and down is how things go right?

        • August 31, 2013 7:31 am


  4. August 3, 2013 3:32 am

    …she is coming, she is coming …

    • August 3, 2013 7:23 am

      I am glad she agreed to!

      Thanks for the visit!

  5. August 5, 2013 10:39 pm

    Lovely post :)
    Definitely goes into my favourite posts of yours..
    Wonderful line “While you would play with the burnt wick,…..” !

    • August 5, 2013 10:44 pm

      Thanks Vandhana!

  6. August 6, 2013 11:24 am

    what a beauty! loved it. I wish I could tag along but two is company three is crowd :)

    • August 6, 2013 1:11 pm

      You are most Welcome! Who knows if the person complaining abt being the third one weren’t you!

      I read ur comment on my phone on the way to the University and it brought a broad smile on my face!

      Thanks for stopping by!

      • August 7, 2013 2:22 pm

        :) thanks. I will certainly love to join. old mansions are my all time favorites- just love them!

  7. August 8, 2013 11:12 pm

    Your words make rainy days even more interesting!
    No matter how poetic your tempting words may sound, I’d leave that invite for a more deserving one. :)

    • August 30, 2013 8:15 am

      haha! What should I say to that Yatin!


  8. August 11, 2013 4:53 pm

    Beautiful lines which capture the true spirit of the monsoon!

    • August 30, 2013 8:15 am

      Thank You Dilip Ji!

  9. August 17, 2013 9:46 pm

    Yeah..I heard it’s been raining in Delhi. The rain does this, doesn’t it? :-)

    • August 30, 2013 8:16 am

      It does…it does! :)

  10. August 20, 2013 9:52 pm

    A wonderful post in which you create a tantalizing atmosphere. I can almost feel I am part of the monsoon.

    • August 30, 2013 8:17 am

      Do post a photograph inspired by this post. I would love to see it on your page!


      • August 30, 2013 8:36 am

        I will have to see what I can do. :-)

  11. August 28, 2013 3:41 pm

    Hi, so beautifully written and it creates such a soulful set up which warms up the heart:)

    • August 30, 2013 8:17 am

      Thanks Vishal! Most welcome to the blog. Hope to hear from you more often!


  12. November 25, 2013 11:03 am

    It is the precursor to a lot of dreams. I love this line.

    • November 26, 2013 6:54 pm

      thank u sumon!

  13. June 28, 2014 5:05 pm

    What an evening it will be! Hope you did have that evening :)

    • June 28, 2014 5:13 pm

      how i wish your wish to be true! Thanks for the visit Sameer!

      • June 29, 2014 3:01 pm

        My pleasure totally :)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Ek Fankaar

Learning Hindi/Urdu through Songs

Lyrical Delights

Delighting you with translations of some of the best lyrics Tamil has to offer!

The Daily Post

The Art and Craft of Blogging


Saving the world : One thought at a time.

Dashtnavard's Blog

Treks, Travels & Adventures...

The Wordy Nerdy Pedantic

Creative taglines are out of stock. Please come back later

Hotmail Password Recovery 1-844-798-4390

Hotmail Password Reset, Recover Hotmail Account, Hotmail Password Hacked, Hotmail Account Blocked, Forgot Hotmail Password, Hotmail Toll Free Number

Indie Hero

Brian Marggraf, Author of Dream Brother: A Novel, Independent publishing advocate, New York City dweller


An eclectic compilation of my thoughts

A Walk To Remember

Events of Journey

Of Paneer, Pulao and Pune

Observations | Stories | Opinions

Nifti's Book

Musings of a mildly neurotic chic

Indian Dalit Muslims' Voice

- A voice against upper caste atrocities

My One Precious Life

It may just be another life in the big old world, but it's mine.


jumiss ebay

Kaligrafi Nusantara

Kami Berkarya dan Syiar Islam Melalui Kaligrafi

Minds and Brains

Musings from a Naturalist

क्विकबंदी | کویکبندی | Tukbandi Central |

E K Dhilip Kumar

If you get bored with the usual contents you should come here to get a different view of life. Your life.


Blah. Bleh. Meh.

Love, Life and Whatever

My Guide to Life and the Way to Live is to Love.

The Motley Collection

Confluence of Thoughts

Mahtab Nama

Diary of a Young Muslim

Ali Salman's Blog


Damantigui's Blog

Don't rush me. I'm still thinking...

Randall Dean Scott



Where Suspense Lives!

Dimitris Melicertes

I don't write, I touch without touching.


Philosophy, Politics, Culture from Barry Stocker, British philosopher based in Istanbul

Personal Concerns

My Thoughts and Views Frankly Expressed


lingering thoughts.


Surviving Tamil life and other complications


This site is the cat’s pajamas

My Bookshelf

This site contains brief reviews of the books that I have read


All About What I Think!!


Musings of a Home-maker

Prasun Dutta

Photography Blog of Prasun Dutta


Many physicists today postulate the existence of multiple universes, even when sober. We used to live in a world of infinite possibilities. Now we live in an infinite number of worlds. India shines. Democracy thrives. The economy booms. A hundred flyovers bloom. This is not that India. If you see your picture here one day, don’t worry. That’s not you.

Mystery Cloud

The owner of this blog is a a descendant of the tank cat from battle cats.

Offence: The Hindu Case

Salil Tripathi's book on free speech


अक़्स-ए-ख़ुशबू हूँ, बिखरने से न रोके कोई.. और बिखर जाऊँ तो, मुझ को न समेटे कोई.......!

Uraiyaadal | உரையாடல்

On Tamil and language learning in general


The Research Scholars' Group Sociology DSE

John SterVens' Tales

Thee Life, Thee Heart, Thee Tears


Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,457 other followers

%d bloggers like this: