9th Finance Conclave Speakers
9th National Finance Conclave organized at KIIT School of Management, KIIT
November 25, 2018
November 26, 2018


When we found our home

In the gaps and crevices left by others

Drenched in dew drops

And tired from running

Wrapped in the 7 pm twilight

I was told we might never see each other again.


We realized that blue was not

Our favorite colour anymore

And we fled our separate ways into midnight

Where I sat under a tree

And thought about two magicians who fell in love

And you wondered if our song was playing on the radio.


I always loved my tea

With a spoon full of sugar

And when I spilled it on a road map

Full of places we’d never visited

You told me that I was a bad driver.


We found love

On our fingertips

In a dark room with missing corners

And nothing to hold onto

when I told you

have a beautiful voice

You called me a liar.



When we found our home

Pressed between pages

Of a well-read book

Between the green lines

Of an oft-read note

I sighed

Because I thought

I was only a tenant and

The house was not mine to keep


We realized that blue was not

The colour of oceans and skies

And space

That it was the colour

Of a two-star constellation

I sighed

Because I began to know love

And I thought

Love did not know me


I always loved my tea

In an earthen cup

In a thunderstorm

Under a twisted tree

With your soft scent around me

I sighed

Because your laughter

Is a quiet breeze

Beneath a sun-dappled canopy


We found love

On our fingertips and tongues

Written into our skin and

Our souls

In a silver room

With dark corners

And I sighed

Because I could see

Love had finally found me.


by Indrani Pati