Museum of Broken Relationships

What would you leave
In the Museum of Broken Relationships?
She enquires

Probably
Another Museum of Broken Relationships.

Nothing less.

Notes on a Travelogue

We travel through each other
In this flat world
To discover ourselves.
At times bodies seem like beaches
One hasn't visited yet
But speculate somehow
That the sea would be waiting
For visitors to come
If not for the foam.

We are all travellers
Travelling with borrowed money
Trying to understand
The worth of our heels.

Misquoted

Shakespeare said
Kashmir is a fiction held up to nature.

Voltaire said
If Kashmir did not exist it would've
Been necessary to invent it.

Nietzsche said
There are no kashmiris only interpretations.

We are
What we misquote.

Don't

Don't read books.
Don't watch movies.
Don't travel.
Don't socialise.

If you miss someone
Don't do all this.

Stay alone
Waste time.

Weep.

Long Take

Something too real to be true!
So much beauty around.
Such scintillating scenes.

Sometimes
I wonder
Even God knows
How to make successful
Big budget movies.

At times
However
The CGI sets don't work
The green walls come down
And blood creeps in.

For Alejandro Zambra

Sometimes
I feel
As if
You and me are
Inside this enormous Zambra novel
(Enormous obviously being a pun here)
Where I'm busy pruning the bonsai
While waiting for you to come back from your art class.

This however happens sometimes only.

Rest of the times
We are inside this world.

Season of Migration

To think about you
Late nights
Is to snatch foreign lands
By the fist.

Countless mornings
I’ve woken up with
Migratory birds in my mouth.