Saturday, June 25, 2016

Borrowed thoughts

Your relentless war
killing, demolishing
anything, anyone
you feel threatened with...
and thus go on
with your borrowed thoughts.

Look inwards into your fears
perhaps you will find
better answers
that you do not see
in the chaos of your borrowed thoughts.

Look inwards what have you done
to others in the name of your fears
or are those your god 
or some denomination -
Creation of your borrowed thoughts.

Look inwards before it is too late
the wars you continue to wage
will turn around one day
when people will stand
against what they shouldn't tolerate anyway:
your borrowed thoughts.

Look inwards now
right now
and see the absurdity
the fears
the surreality of your being
You, product of borrowed thoughts.

(on learning about the demolition of the Dr. Babasaheb Ambedkar Bhavan in Mumbai on June 24, and the zillion other sad incidents that rest on hatred and fear across the world)

Monday, May 9, 2016


Choose leaders carefully.
Lest they assign 'important' tasks
Sense of worth, purpose
Chasing needless ideas
That hurt

Face down, on a crossroad
Lost time for companion
You inhale hard
For the smell of burnt tar
To feel the road
That slipped away
While you were drunk on their words.

Follow naught.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Equality vs Equality

Equality (noun): The state of being equal, especially in status, rights or opportunities - Oxford Dictionary
Equality (a noun turned abstract): A word that turns into a scary thought and an apparently impossible task for some, the moment one talks about practicing it - Me

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

IT and health care?

Recently found this journal, VOICES (Vol. 5 No. 2, October 2001), with an article I wrote 15 years ago, on the hype created around 'IT uplifting Health care' etc.  Serves an apt reminder of how new words / phrases are thrown around to make us believe that things are changing for the better.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015


You don't seem to understand
When I say darkness is approaching
When I try to light a lamp
And keep it burning.

The earth is round
Maybe on your ground
There is still some light
But day turns into night
We both know

It will envelope you too
Just a matter of time
We all know…
Unless, you never knew light.

War memorial, Vienna

Friday, October 2, 2015

An orbituary for a victim of fascism

Running through a busy street
Chased by an armed mob
I was surrounded by a deafening silence.

I might have escaped the mob
Your silence got me.

Parvez Imam
October 2, 2015

Monday, June 8, 2015

The Veils We Carry

Another day, same routine
Preset tasks, preset time
Must groom, must clean
Masters must be pleased
In lieu of cash or kind…
To survive another day, another week
Or a month at most
To earn the bread
And a roof above
To earn to groom
And continue
Daily battles with doom.

Walk into the chamber
Follow orders
Bend backwards, forwards
Lie prone, supine or sit
…Whatever the master likes
Must continue to bid
Without a sigh
Lips contorted in a permanent smile.

Day ends
Home beckons
Lonely, broken
Or back to children
Or family or clan
Either way, to mend the wounds
Eat, feed and rest again.
To reaffirm belief in life…
In hopes… in dreams of justice too
To another day, ahead we look.

Isn’t it easy to prostitute
Body or the sparkling soul?
Morality – a delusional veil
To segregate and celebrate
Your holy grail
From my daily toil.

Parvez Imam
(Jan. 18, 2014)