5 October 1999. Two tranquil hours past midnight by Ghantidas.

5 October 1999. Two tranquil hours past midnight by Ghantidas..

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5 October 1999. Two tranquil hours past midnight by Ghantidas.

5 October 1999. Two tranquil hours past midnight by Ghantidas.

But love is like poetry. Like verse. And even the blankest of verse has some metre, some rhythm, something to measure it by. The champagne must fl ow at a patient pace in order to intoxicate and sustain itself in … Continue reading

Oranges can do wonders.

Nayan too wrote him letters. In invisible ink. With a pen
dipped in fresh orange juice. Letters that could be read only
when passed over a candle flame.
‘Your letters are so delicate, your poetry so fragile that I fear
ruining them as I read them over and over again out of greed
for more and more of you. I treat them as something alive. I
show them the cool moonlight of midnight and the satin first
light of the sun at dawn. I fear getting overwhelmed when
reading through them, I worry that a careless drop of tear will
smudge the ink,’ she had written in invisible ink.

Salil had not known the trick. Did he ever get to read the
letters then? Maybe.

21 August 1999. It’s midnight, says Ghantidas.

You’ve been walking on the moon tonight,
I know.
You’ve been strolling out there tonight,
I’m certain.
You have been walking up and down,
Sulking about something,
Pondering over some sonnet,
Some unfinished, silly lyric of yours,
Stamping, rubbing your feet
Out of irritability, I know.
’Cause the moon has come down tonight
Hanging from the branch
Of my neem tree,
Cribbing about those aching footmarks
On his shoulders.  

From Lovers Like You and I 

 
‘Love is the magic word. Minakshi Thakur has revealed the hearts and souls of lovers like you and I. When love is real, the lovers are so unreal. Salil and Nayan never think of the thinkable and tangible. It’s a novel with a rare ambience of art and love.’ – Gulzar

‘Love is the magic word. Minakshi Thakur has revealed the hearts and souls of lovers like you and I. When love is real, the lovers are so unreal. Salil and Nayan never think of the thinkable and tangible. It’s a novel with a rare ambience of art and love.’ – Gulzar

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