Un-bridged

There are victims of amnesia on the other side of town. The precious moments spent here are lost in the melee of development. Why don’t you cross over to meet them? I did, but claustrophobia drove me back. Build something here to attract them. I cannot stand their derision on things they don’t understand. The … Continue reading Un-bridged

Wings of peace

heaviness of peace weighs me down where battles define existence   unanswered questions are buried to hoist flags of victory on uncertain grounds   wisdom gives way to a myopic future zipping with lightning speed on information highways   Photo Challenge #225

Firestorms

I hear that energy is indestructible. It changes forms, but remains somewhere in the universe. Some people claim to hear the sounds from history. I wonder what the Hiroshima victims would have said, and is there someone around with the sensitivity to get the message? Did they say something about the immense pain of being … Continue reading Firestorms

Hot Stuff

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She walked through fire, but was not burnt by it, which leaves me with three possibilities of how this occurred.  The woman had this mysterious skill which allowed her to become the strange fire walker of Borneo.  She started out walking barefoot over a bed of hot embers or stones and kept pushing the limits of physics, till her whole body became completely resistant to any flames.  There were other fire walkers around who were able to limit the amount of time that their feet were in contact with the hot coals, staying below the threshold time where it was not long enough to induce a burn, but she was a whole level above her competition.  Maybe this chick who played with fire and did not get burned was just someone who not burnt out, meaning that she was not completely exhausted due to being overworked.  That brings us…

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Poetic Expressions

poetic expressions drive imaginative interpretations Poets stage acts with elements of nature in lead roles evading judgement highlighting truth in circles and ellipses with linear impact   Weekly Writing Prompt #153 (5) Words: | VERSE | ROUND | TEST | FORCE | STAGE | Synonyms allowed

Code of Ethics for a good Financial Planner

I was pushing the Certified Financial Planner (CFP) course in 2002, and it was not a very successful venture. It was seen as a concept, whose time had not come. The career path for CFPs was, and is still not clear. I scanned job postings for CFPs, and found only a few wealth management firms … Continue reading Code of Ethics for a good Financial Planner

Reena’s Exploration Challenge -Week 48

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge -Week 48

Today’s challenge is fairly simple.

Just use the given sentence somewhere in your piece – poem, story, anecdote, memory, quotation or anything else. You may choose to just take the theme, and not use the words in your piece.

She walked through fire, but was not burnt by it……

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Whenever mother, reciting Epic Ramayana  in her enchanting way came to this part:

‘She walked through fire but was not burnet by it burned.‘, and thus proved her chastity.

But we never got beyond this.
Other parts were not interesting for me.

We will indulge in argument, no , discussion as we both were on the same side. 

It was hard to  believe that Lord Ram with his perfect, par excellence character, equality and liberalisation for women and in particular his love for Sita could ask her wife to enter the fire to prove…

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Dyslexia-Megha Sood

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“We often confuse what we wish for with what is.” 
― Neil Gaiman, MirrorMask
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I’m suffering from the dyslexia
of emotions
always getting confused and
bewildered
when the pain crosses the boundary to
get mixed with the love
when my longing  for the company is
oft met by your absence
and a flurry of excuses
for us to be apart

I’m suffering from the dyslexia of emotions
when the intense passion
and desire longed by my heart
gets confused by the mere
entanglement of our body parts

I’m suffering from the dyslexia of emotions
when my attempt to surprise you
and  feeble attempts to win your heart
gets lost in the incessant
screaming and shouting
tearing us apart

I’m suffering from dyslexia of emotions
when every feeling of joy
of togetherness
gets mixed up
burned,
and gets scarred.

I’m suffering from dyslexia of emotions
when joys and pain are hard to tell apart.

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Fusion Food

    Chicken tikka with garlic mayonnaise Masala Pav with Parmesan multigrain bread Steamed Hilsa with sautéed Bok Choy and grainy mustard sauce Dosa Spring Roll Chicken Tikka Masala He was impressed with the contents of the menu card, till he looked up to find Amy smiling at him. “Are you new around the place?” … Continue reading Fusion Food