Bullets (A collection of Poems)

Meandering through the drudgery of an urban, technology dependent, working-class, non-descriptive life, you seek contours, colours and rain, in this sleepless neon-lit existence. Instead you find a flat, sun-scorched, burnt petrol-fumed nothingness. Every morning the front page news makes you wonder where we are headed. Your fist clench when you read about women being raped, children dying having eaten a simple mid-day meal laced with Phosphate. And yet a little flower growing on your tenth floor apartment balcony fills you up with inexplicable joy and hope.Happiness in the midst of despair, love in the times of hatred, compassion in the face of intolerance. These collection of poems, like bullets, pierce your conscience, question your beliefs and shake you out of your inertia.