The Shooting Star

Today, I came across a poem I penned for my mother 8 years ago! We might be many years older, but my admiration for her is unchanged.

I want to fall in love

As someone who has always been fixated by the big picture, I often forget to find joy in life and get buried under a mound of work and stress. And lately, I’ve been making an effort to just take a few moments to breathe, to look around me and find pleasure in what is around…

Elusive

A Haiku is a type of short form poetry originally from Japan. Traditional Japanese haikus consist of three phrases, with 5,7 and 5 syllables. Modern Haikus adeptly capsulate emotions and present them in a succinct verse. The main aim of a haiku, in my opinion is to convey a message or a feeling in a…

Cry

There’s a common misconception that crying is a sign of weakness. And it’s a stereotype we need to break. Crying is often therapeutic and it’s a healthy way to express emotion. It’s a way to overcome difficult feelings and must be normalized for men, women, parents and kids. To describe that, I’ve written a short…

Featured in the Indian Pen Anthology

Super excited to share that some of my poetry was featured in the Indian Pen Anthology. It’s always gratifying when your work is appreciated. Thank you so much for all the support, it helps me grow everyday! It’s available on Amazon kindle and hard copy! Link shared below.

He was a musician

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” ― Plato Music has the power to connect people unlike any other medium. It oozes passion and soul; sends chills down your spine and warms your heart; shatters you into pieces and keeps you whole. To…

Strengthening the doctor patient relationship

 The doctor-patient relationship is the foundation of healthcare. Canadian Physician, William Osler once said “A good physician treats the disease, but a great physician treats the person” This is something that has stuck with me through years of medical school and something I hope to live by. As a medical student, who is passionate about…

I sank to swim

I gasped for air as, I sputtered out the salt, Paralyzed by fear, my insides somersault. As we charted further, the line that flirted with, The brown and the blue, was just a bygone myth. And I finally jumped, saline mixed with snot, Sank deeper and deeper, just me and my thoughts. First screaming in…

When I cut open his chest

I still remember, That pungent odour, As I slit his throat, In one clean stroke. My knife moved, Across his parched skin, From the dip below his chin, To the hollow in his stomach. As I reached in, And grabbed his heart, Quelled by infarct, Couldn’t help but wonder About words unsaid, Paths untread, Moments…

Reminiscing of color

I wanted to write a piece describing the stark contrast between life as a child and life today. One that sheds light on the polarizing difference between the content, slow, happy life as a child and the monotonous, blunt, one dimensional wake-up-work-sleep routine that adults have. I had an incredible childhood in a lot of…