Thoughts

एक नज़र का असर है बाकी
थोड़ी शोखी कुछ बेबाकी

अक्स तेरा क्यों ठहर गया है
वक़्त गुज़र गया हालाँकि

मेरी पलकों में अब भी है
पहली मुलाकात की झांकी

तकता हूँ मैं खाली प्याला
संगदिल निकला मेरा साकी

क्यों है जुदा दुनिया से अमित
क्यों न सीखी कुछ चालाकी

In response to:Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 53

Use the following as a stimulus for a piece of writing:

I am a special mirror. People move through it, leaving reflections of their psyche.

The inventor who created me committed an error. The images that pass through me remain locked there, even after the person has moved away. These images speak to each other, interact and create a lot of turmoil inside me. Their inter-related states are known only to me.

Look there …

Mandakini, Rukmini and Renuka are walking together in the garden. They do not belong to the same era or same geography. But they have come together. They know that they are not rivals or opponents. They are just reflections of each other, as they moved over to higher stages of evolution. The core is the same, an independent entity demanding recognition. Their existence is not relative to any other human being or object. They are…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge

I stopped in my tracks, on seeing this very intriguing picture. I’m sharing it will all of you as a prompt for this week.

It raised a lot of metaphysical questions. I wonder if there could be a light-hearted response to this, such as

As long as Later does not arrive….. And if Later is late, Now gets an extension, and escapes being pushed over the ledge, like it happened to Then. It is a path of no return. But one never knows what really happened in that valley. People just superimpose their own stories on Then.

But again, is this really light humor? I leave it open to you.

As usual, create whatever you can – a story, poem, anecdote, memory, picture …. Yes, a good picture that illustrates the point is also welcome.

Write a post on your blog, create a pingback or post the…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge

I feel uneasy today. I hope it is a passing phase. But the prompt I chose reflects it. Let it remain on record like a journal.

There is one picture and two quotes. Choose any one, or choose all three, and create whatever you can. I would like to see a simplification – in the form of a story, poem, anecdote, memory, picture …. Yes, a good picture that illustrates the point is also welcome.

Funny how they only see the flames, not the body inside.

Is there a body inside? Am I real, have I once been real or is this just a memory of some of being, planted inside this body which exists – or not – depending on the day? The  hour? The moment of being?

My soul shivers.  A wadded up ball of soul, tossed aside. Nothing.

There is no more pain. No…

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 52

Now is just as much long as much anxiety/ happiness you allow for it.