It was a day not so brightWhen she found her inner lightShe gathered the courage to sayThis is not what makes my day impervious eyebrows raised in alarmher audacity left them less than warm“Holy fish!” fear gripped their insidesindependent thoughts cause landslides She spoke and wrote, words rained awayTheir self-righteousness drained away“What is it that … Continue reading The Plight of Starlight
Muddied boots tell us stories about the journey. There could be invisible germs in the dirt that must be washed away - truth contaminated by imposed versions. Autobiographies are often selective memories with a lot of amnesia. Let the storytellers go, let the dirt speak. Who deposited it there? Who did it meet and gel … Continue reading Is that an autobiography?
I am sure, shadows retreating slowly, stealthilyI am sure, shadows retreating slowlyI am sure, shadows retreatingI am sure, shadowsI am sureI amI …. II amI am sureI am sure, ShadowsI am sure, shadows retreatingI am sure, shadows retreating slowlyI am sure, shadows retreating slowly, stealthily stealthily, slowly retreating shadows, sure am Islowly retreating shadows, sure … Continue reading Optimism – Mantras to beat the shadows
crossing overto your side of the moonI want to seewhere darkness hidesbut sunlight blocks my pathblinds me yellow I ache for reliefof the nightto crouch under constructed blanketsto sleep over demolished dreamswake up with scaleslending unique vision I see what I want to seesay what denigrates lightwanting my wordsto lacerate sanityit is no mean featto … Continue reading Pessimism – Part 2
the cat languishingunder the treearouses envythe birds flying overheadtweet calls for freedomthe sun sneersthreatening to withdrawunappreciated, unutilisedgenerosity it is no mean featto stay enveloped in darknessblame the world for your plightturn off all sources of lightwallow in self-pitydenigrate cheerhold what’s dearso tightthat they startfighting for their right it was not a sunny daywhen you arrived-gloom … Continue reading Pessimism – Part 1
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ladies of leisurelanguorous afternoons callversion of playdateswith like-minded lovely palsall planning the next party Photo Challenge #497
A breakfast of Aloo Tikki and Halwa feels heavy after the festivities, but the New Year also needed a traditional start. I brood on the pulls between the past and future that we often experience. This morning is no different. I try to recall my thoughts on the first of January through the decades spent … Continue reading Connectors
a day, a month,a year, a decade,a century, an ageride on predecessors-carry bits of themlike concealed colorsof a spectrum-highlight their gold-leave imprintson transient sandknowingthe future will interpretstories as they like the intentthe actthe messagethe artmay oscillatebetween black and whiteyet a part of them remainsin universal psyche I may come back againstories buried in sand grainswill … Continue reading Eternity
Life is not a jigsaw puzzle to be solved. But putting together pieces of what actually happened and how I would have liked them to be compel a lot of reflection. Because there is a why attached to every conclusion. The preceding observations and hypotheses jump into the picture. Sadly, the frameworks or contexts where … Continue reading Moving goalposts
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