Collections gather different pieces around one emotional gravity. A poem may belong to more than one world.
Not chronology. Not format. These are curated worlds built from poems, shayari, fragments and essays that belong together.
Monsoon, windows, wet streets and all the things weather remembers.
Words that arrived after the address stopped mattering.
Urban poems for crowded places and private absences.
Waiting, typing, deleting, and the archaeology of almost.
The emotional vocabulary of men taught to repair, not reveal.
Desire, distance and two old symbols refusing to stay metaphorical.