The Masquerade


How long can I pretend that I don’t love you?

How long can I act calm when inside my heart suffers a thousand stabs?

How long can I keep my feelings for you hidden?

Why do I keep waiting for you despite knowing that we’ll never be together?

-D. Kulbushan Luximon


Art Exhibition

This past Wednesday was the opening of an Art Expo that was accessible to the public from 21st to the 23rd of Sept. The students of the School of fine arts, MGI (an art institution) displayed their best works. As expected, I attended the opening ceremony and I believe that I should share with you guys, some of the pictures I took. A big applause to all the artists.  Enjoy…Cheers.


Her Expectations…


“What do you want?” I asked.

I want my heart to skip a beat every time you call my name…

I want you to support me every time I stumble in life…

I want you to be the reason why I wake up every morning…

” I want a love beyond words” she said, smiling.

-D.Kulbushan Luximon

The Undaunted


She was hurt…

But she wore her scars proudly.

She was brave…

For she fought through her tear-filled eyes.

She was determined…

For she conquered all her battles.

She was beautiful…

Not by her looks but by the way she faced the world.

And every time I looked at her, I could only contemplate how strong she was.

-D.K Luximon

And yet She smiles


Your breath reeks of her lipstick

Your eyes reflect your treacherous encounters

Your touch still repulses her

You left her broken

And yet she smiles because she knows she deserves better…

-D.K Luximon

Never Forget Me

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If ever I am gone…

Don’t let go of my memories.

If ever this is my last sleep…

Let me dream about you.

If ever I am far away…

Feel me in the rain drops and sun rays.

Just never forget me…

-D.K Luximon

The Church

The Church

It was a stormy night. The wind was howling with all its might and the splashing rain felt as if someone was hauling pebbles from above. Kay was on his way back from work when his car started acting weird. A clonking noise to be precise. The road he took passes through a deserted village. On the right side of the road was a deep drop culminating into a river. On the left side was a graveyard followed by an old church.

Driving through the road, Kay couldn’t avoid having weird and scary thoughts cross his mind. Thieves, pillagers or even ghosts. His focus was awry when a lightning streak shook him back to reality. He applied the brakes and swerved onto the graveyard. However, his brakes failed and he crashed into a tree at the edge of the graveyard. The bonnet popped open and thick steam was escaping from it. Kay got out of the car, locked it and darted for the church. Its doors were ajar and the wooden window shutters were fluttering about under the howling winds. Kay didn’t let his eyes wander about and focus only on the church. Inside, the church was dimly light; a few candles here and there. But it was warm and dry. He sat on one of the pews and rubbed his hands together to warm himself up. He was in a slouched position when another lightning struck and he bolted into an upright position.  The church lit up momentarily; enough for Kay to notice he wasn’t alone in there.

His heartbeat went up a notch. There was a woman in there, with him. She was sitting a few pews ahead, her head bent, as if in prayer.

“This is the house of God”, Kay thought. He dismissed the weird thoughts and walked up to her.

“Hello. I’m Kay”, He said.

But the woman didn’t respond. She kept her head bent; she didn’t even look up at him.

“Hello,” Kay said, again. “I’m Kay.” But this time, he gently touched her on the shoulder. She lifted her head and looked straight ahead and replied with just a “Hi”.

“Are you okay?” Kay asked.

“Yes. Just a bit scared, is all.” She replied.

“Don’t be. You are safe in the house of god.”

And then, out of the blue, there was a loud scratching noise. It sounded as if something outside wanted in. the woman grabbed Kay’s hand. The latter gently patted on her hand and reassured her it might be just an animal seeking shelter from the storm. The scratching noises faded away when the bell gonged to signal time; midnight.

“See. Whatever it was, it’s gone.” Kay said.

“No. You are wrong. Whatever it was, it didn’t want in. It was already in. It only wanted out.” The woman said.

“WHAT?” Kay exclaimed.

The woman was now facing him. Her pale face was in contrast with the dark circles around her eyes. And the blood. THE BLOOD. There was blood dripping from her forehead. Kay stumbled away and fell back.

The woman’s head was now tilted to the right and a snarly grin appeared on her face. She lifted both her arms as if beckoning her companions. And before he knew what was happening, Kay was surrounded by pale people, or dead people if you will.

“Wait…WAIT!!” Kay yelled, as they closed in on him.

“We regroup inside the church at night; where lost and scared people seek shelter.” She said.

-D.K Luximon




Forgive me,
For pretending to love you.

Forgive me,
For making you believe we had a future together.

Forgive me,
For using you only to quench my lust.

Forgive me, he said, as he set her pyre on fire…

-D.K Luximon



The one you forgot
kept you alive in his reminiscence.

The one you left alone and moved on
Stood inert and watched you walk away.

The one you left for the world
Would leave the world for you.

-D.K Luximon