Welcome To July Blog Party & Book Cover Reveal

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Welcome to July’s blog party and the book cover reveal of my second poetry book.

Party Time

Can you believe that we are already done with the 1st half of this year? It’s been a roller-coaster year, but we must keep thankful for where we are, for each day and the opportunities that come our way.

Let’s kick in the next half with good positive vibes, motivation, focus, and gratitude.

I would love to thank all my newly acquired blogger friends. I appreciate your taking the time to connect with me on my blog. This is a blog that offers the opportunity to connect with others through monthly blog parties, featured posts,posts that caught my interest and author zone. Feel free to avail yourself of any of these opportunities.

I believe that we grow by supporting each other and I hope that you find that support here.

Do make yourself comfortable. Refreshments…

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Apathy

The news headlines are depressing, and I imagine a world with synthetic food capsules. India, after gaining independence in 1947, remained a predominantly agrarian economy for 20 years. In 1965, Prime Minister Lal Bahadur Shastri gave a national slogan of “Jai Jawan, Jai Kisan’ (Hail the Soldier, Hail the Farmer). It acknowledged that border security … Continue reading Apathy

 Simplicity Paradox

The reader just flows with the thought process ….

Savvy Raj's avatarSavvy Raj


Are we actually simplifying complexities or complicating simplicity?

Simplicity dwells in the complexity

And complexity is just tangled simplicity

In the designers intelligence

Both dance hand in hand

The meaning we choose to perceive

The connect we choose to establish

The intention we choose to deduce

At a point in time

Can make it irrefutably simple

Or irrefutably complex in the understanding

The Simple truth holds all the complex potential

In an untangled arrangement

The very arrangement is a fodder for imagination

For continuity in ingenuity

In the momentumn of thoughts

The complex gives birth

To new pathways in the patterns

Promoting in the propelling

A curiousity in exploration

Of simplifying the confounding complexities.

History is replete with stories

Of complicating the simple truth

Of the being …in the boggling for answers

In refuting and regelating

Our beautiful ball of blue

This Circle of nature was assumed

Once as square…

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Colaba Fort, Alibag

Alibag Fort is in midst of the sea, and is usually not approachable during high tides. Unmindful of the warnings, I walked towards it in the water, and so did my team, on that fateful picnic. On reaching the fort, we realized that there was no going back till the waters recede. The fishermen folk … Continue reading Colaba Fort, Alibag

Un-networked

What if Graham Bell had never discovered the telephone? Worse still, what would have happened, if the internet had not connected the world? You and I would never have known of each other’s existence and thought processes. Our thoughts, talent, struggles of life, tidbits of the daily grind would all have remained confined to a … Continue reading Un-networked

The Bravest Act

What is the bravest thing that I have ever done? Bravery is a relative term. Acts that came naturally to me, appeared bold to some. I have been labelled a ‘born rebel’, for the simplest act of speaking my mind. Whatever I said could have been against a family elder or boss, but did that … Continue reading The Bravest Act

Jacqueline’s Blog Party

https://www.youtube.com/embed/ebIW_cNHcaE?version=3&rel=1&fs=1&autohide=2&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&wmode=transparent Hello There. Welcome. My end of the month’s blog party had to be postponed to this week due to some rickety behaviour of my system last weekend. It’s all sorted now and nothing is going to stop us from having a good time. Do make yourself comfortable. Refreshments are nicely arranged down the page: … Continue reading Jacqueline’s Blog Party

Microfiction #writephoto: Obelisk

Just focus on the metaphor running through the piece, and the interpretations of the picture. Beautiful!

Jane Dougherty's avatarJane Dougherty Writes

For Sue Vincent’s photo prompt.

obelisk

It was the first thing they saw when the sun rose. It was the last thing they saw when they left. Their forebears had built it, an impregnable structure with a message it seemed only they could decipher.

For millennia, humanity had broken against this cliff, scratched and scraped at the smooth material of the obelisk, pored and scratched their heads over its inscriptions. Now they were gone; it was too late to save them. They had come so close to enlightenment, but wave after wave of senseless violence and hatred had consumed the feeble flicker.

With one last, sorrowful look back at the beacon of hope as it glittered in the evening light, they left it to the waves and the sunset and continued their journey to visit the other beacons scattered throughout the universe.

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