4 Years On WordPress

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4 years back in 2014, after being diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder type II and a severe clinical depression I was casually advised by my psychiatrist to write as a therapy. So in May 2014 I decided to open an account on WordPress and see if I can write something.

I must confess that I do not see myself as a true author, poet or even a blogger. I am a professional filmmaker, I make my living by writing advert copies and feature screenplays, and direct them for screen. But back in 2014, when I returned from Prague after finishing the film school, I was really down. I had a bad break up with my Russian ex-girlfriend and I was struggling to cope with the sudden changes. I started to write as an effort to preserve myself from my self-destructing thoughts.

Initially I started to write about what I knew most: Cinema and the art of it. Eventually I started writing poems, and some journals covering various things that interests me including wildlife and physics, sometimes short essays. Gradually I started to enjoy the process.

Since I am primarily occupied in the film business and also because I am too lazy, my poems/blogs are sporadic to say the least. To be honest I feel as an outsider in this beautiful community of amazing writers, poets and generally committed bloggers. But I love to be a part of it.

In 2015 I moved to Mumbai. During 2015 to 2016 I wrote and directed a lot of commercials and Television promos. In 2017 I wrote and directed my first feature film KARMA IS A SHE-WOLF which has been sold for distribution. Hopefully it will get a theatrical release this year. In the second part of 2017 and 2018 I was in Poland filming an Indo-Polish collaboration. Currently I am rewriting the draft of FM, which hopefully will be my next film. With all this chaotic happenings in my life I tend to skip blogging or writing poems, and I do not see myself becoming a consistent blogger anytime soon.

Today WordPress informed me that its 4 years that I have been on this platform and it made me happy for some reason. So I did an analysis of my blogs. 4 years, 175 blogs. On an average its 1 blog per 8 point something days. Not too bad to be honest, but yes the numbers could been much better. Good thing is I am in love with an amazing person from Prague, and that always make me write more. So lets see.

I have been reading on WordPress all these years and I found some amazing bloggers and their beautiful minds, made some friends, some acquaintances. So I would like to thank everyone who has ever interacted with me here, shared their struggles and fights, heartbreaks and solitude with me. Some of you have been very kind and supportive to my poems, and I truly appreciate you. You have been terrific and I am glad to be a part of your beautiful community. Thank you.

PS: The top picture is a screenshot from my film KARMA IS A SHE-WOLF. You can catch the trailer on YouTube:

Nineteen

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Being nineteen is magick
She is a girl, she is a woman
A quiet contradiction…or is she?

Her contours run through the Kalahari
Her contours breathe, they writhe
A wisp of lust seeps from her kiss
She marinates her lover’s tongue
They squiggle, they writhe
Two eels coil in the warmth of a tropical ocean
Twisting…turning…mellow burning
Volcanoes erupt in her body
Wildfire rages her skin
A whirlwind, a metaphor
A quite rose on the screen door

Being nineteen is magick
A crude grin of mischief
A rude power of sorcery
At nineteen she is a girl
At nineteen she is a Goddess

Featured Artwork: Portrait Of A Young Girl (1933) by Tamara De Lempicka

The Night Tram

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He was dark and brooding
She was stolid and light
They sat in a quiet disquiet
As the night tram cut through
A snow covered Prague
Nothing mattered anymore
He didn’t say a word
And yet –
She knew.

Photograph curated from internet, unable to locate the copyright owner, no infringement intended.

 

Vagon

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Vagon
Our old nightclub
Remember, this is where it all started

Smoke
Hang around us with faceless folks
We dance like there is no tomorrow

Sway
Like seaweed in an underwater cave
I swirl around your delicate body

Rustle
Your silky locks
Let me dissolve in their warmth

Wait
Hold on to me
Before I crumble into pieces

Wrap
Your arms around me
Bury me in your fluffy heartbeats

Burn
And set me on fire
So I can shine briefly in your beauty

Imagine
A missing frame from Amelie
A kissing scene from Casablanca

Tonight
We are a movie
From your early morning dream

Note: Vagon (spelled with a V) is an actual nightclub in Prague.