A virtual festival of dance, music, and arts

MISF 2020

Margazhi is the most auspicious month in the Tamil calendar that commences around mid-December and ends by mid-January. It refers to a particular festive period during the winter months when back in Chennai, India hundreds of artists including musicians and dancers from around the world start gathering in large numbers to celebrate the very popular South Indian classical music called Carnatic music along with the traditional dance form of Tamil Nadu called Bharatanatyam. …

Day 8 of NaPoWriMo 2021


“that smile… that damn smile.”

I fell for you the first time I saw you
Head over heels, in heavenly love.
And just when I thought I couldn’t possibly
Love you more than I already did,
Baby girl, you looked at me and smiled.
Who knew an innocent toothless grin
Would make my heart explode!
Every time you smiled, I noticed
Little crescent moons on your cheeks.
I would stare endlessly at them,
And every time, my heart skipped a beat!
You were naughty and mischievous
But every time I thought of scolding you
You flashed your toothless grin,
And that smile… that damn smile
Made me trip and fall all over again!

Day 7 of NaPoWriMo 2021


“welcome to the mess in my head”

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen
I am your captain Nidhi Menon.

I welcome you aboard the flight of the year-
“The mess in my head”!
We will be taking off momentarily, so
Please be sure to turn on all electronic devices.
If you are wondering why you don’t have space
In the overhead compartment, I must tell you
That the flight is already at its maximum capacity
Due to the weight of my emotional baggage.

Special announcement for all excited travelers:
Kindly stow the weight of societal expectations
Under the seat in front of you…

Day 6 of NaPoWriMo 2021


A poem titled briefcase

The shining sun seems to smile down brightly at her
While the early morning autumn fog clouds her sight
A coffee mug in hand, newspaper fluttering beside
Seated on a rocking chair, she wonders at her plight.

The scenery outside sure reflects the thoughts in her mind
For the contrast both present seem samey to the eyes
Besides the window, behind the curtains she smiles with ease
But could sense within her a turmoil of emotions rise.

Her gaze though seems to wander around the garden below
She alone knows of not being in the present, but…

Day 5 of NaPoWriMo 2021


“okay, so, here’s a confession”

Okay, so here’s a confession…

I notice that my heart skips a beat every time I get your call
I feel butterflies in my stomach every time we meet
I catch myself gazing into your eyes, like a sailor at the sea
I hold onto every single word that you speak, and
I inscribe them in my brain so I never forget them again.

I stay up late just so I could talk to you for hours on end
I think about you while late at night I scribble a poem
I watch a sitcom just because…

Day 4 of NaPoWriMo 2021


“do I really love you, or…?”

I sit here today in silence, fiddling with my wedding ring
With restless hands on my lap, and a deep frown on my forehead.
Was our story always meant to end up here this way?
I can’t help but wonder, when did it all go so wrong?

Was it when we were dating, and I wanted more?
Was it during the unhappy moments we had at our wedding?
Was it during our first fight or the brawl we had last night?
Was it when you first yelled at me, or when you first hit me?
Was it after…

Day 3 of NaPoWriMo 2021


Describe a photo from your camera roll

It was December of 2016, the last winter break we had
Before I left India to come to the USA for my Masters.
So my family finally decided to take that trip I had waited for so long-
A trip to the beautiful hills & valleys of Northeast India.
It so happened that to get there we had to go via Kolkata
So just like that, unexpectedly and completely on a whim
We decided to take a short layover there before our onward journey.
And what do they say about unexpected roads again?
Yes, of course, they say it leads us…

Day 2 of NaPoWriMo 2021


You, and me… and screens

A mixtape of nightmares from the past bundled together
Turn into a weighted blanket that pulls me down at night.
The empty nothingness clamps down on my heart
Like a fitted sheet that clings onto a mattress.
I let out a muffled cry into the darkness of the night
When I wake up, my pillow is damp and cold with tears.

Ma, the last time we met and said our goodbyes
Little did we know that we would have to hold on to it for so long.
I miss your early morning hugs and sweet goodnight kisses

Day 1 of NaPoWriMo 2021


A poem around what life has been like in the last one year

The earth continued to spin on its axis
The sun rose and set every single day
But the last one year, from each other
We humans sadly had to stay away!

The flowers bloomed to spread hope
The trees swayed and danced away
The birds chirped their happy songs
And we all rose to see another day.

But with deserted roads and quieter streets
Something wasn’t quite the same
For the world around us was getting ill
And we all had a virus to blame.

We sat…

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In March of 2007 when she was recruited by the…

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