I drove through the clouds at Khandala* fluffy white shapes around me, the valley below, strong and silent I was young, with aspirations and dreams, floating through the foggy density. feeling droplets on an extended palm, watching those catalyse creativity. The next time around, dark clouds acquired menacing shapes threatened to engulf me in obscurity. … Continue reading MUMBAI-PUNE EXPRESSWAY
I was beaten up, but I did not lodge a police complaint. I confess to having hit back a couple of times, though. You should take necessary action, and I will not stop you from doing it. But why didn’t you ever do it, Mom? In an unfortunate moment, I’d agreed to be his wife. … Continue reading I liberate you
My ambition of setting up an artificial ice rink is fulfilled after 30 years today. Congratulations, Dad! But this picture looks a bit jaded on the wall. LED screens with moving images will look better. Try and recognize your Mom in the picture. This is where we first met in Ladakh- on real snow. … Continue reading Real
Today’s prompt: Why do you think we feel so bad when we lose someone? Can you truly “lose” someone? I don’t think we are disconnected. It is just that the nature of connection has changed. We do not vibrate to the same frequency of thought any more. Repulsion happens only in the same field. I have … Continue reading Connected, yet?
He was a new entrant to the police force, enthusiastic about cleaning up the township of crime, and restoring law and order. “I’m surprised to see life sprouting in the underbelly of civilization. Condemn them, shoo them away, bury them out of sight, and yet they spring back. Some resilience…..” “The underbelly is not a … Continue reading Neanderthals
“Cinema in the eighties was blamed for propagating wrong values, and there was a huge debate on whether art imitates life, or life imitates art.” “In my view, art interprets life, shows unspeakable truth with or without a commentary and sets new benchmarks for life.” “We face another challenge today. Capturing everything on a small … Continue reading Virtually yours
I wake up early, leave the family sleeping and walk alone for miles on that beach. The morning is beautiful, but the beach is not. Low tides have left behind remnants of the visiting waves. I see jellyfish struggling for life, and decide to throw back a few in the water. The sight of a … Continue reading Contemplation
Life gives many disappointments to fret- Could it have happened? Possible is just a word to make us act or regret. In other words, fret at Patricia's Place
I’ve been called a gold digger. I would prefer diamonds anytime over those wretched men with bloated egos. And yet, they kowtow to me – for satisfaction of ownership, and completing their construction. My biggest achievement in life has been digging out the truth – shallowness in apparent depth, artificial roots of huge trees, fancy … Continue reading No wonder
I remained unseen, unheard bearing your fruit repaying debts of earthly existence. glow of womanhood inspiration of art passed through me yet did not etch defining lines of individuality. I’ve found my voice ask for my rightful share refuse to be trampled upon to satisfy your needs I hear collective echoes as the sisterhood says … Continue reading Collective echoes
