“Between Breath and Word”
掲載日：2026/05/04
Main bolta hoon softly,
but the air runs wild—
like Delhi dust chasing vowels.
You say “bus,” I say “buh-ss,”
our tongues dance in different time zones.
Main bolta hoon softly,
but the air runs wild—
like Delhi dust chasing vowels.
You say “bus,” I say “buh-ss,”
our tongues dance in different time zones.
Phonetics is not war,
it’s a love story of breath and sound.
Between voiced and voiceless,
we find our heartbeat—
ek saans, one sound.
Between voiced and voiceless,
we find our heartbeat—
ek saans, one sound.
