Frog in the Well

It was fun to pose as a frog prince, and let all the young girls kiss me. But then.... I did not turn into a prince. The girls were furious at being tricked, and threw me into the nearest well. I've been unable to jump out despite all efforts. Memories fade, and dreams change. The … Continue reading Frog in the Well

Princess

Czar’s nostalgia brought forth a trail of tears which dissolved in dazzling blue oceans   He saw his war-ship Black Beauty sailing over the horizon in search of a wizard to concoct potions of victory in an uncertain world   There are no enemy nations and his purple sword lies unused yet there is un-ease … Continue reading Princess

Bits and pieces

This is a no-sweat post for me. A close friend celebrated his 52nd birthday yesterday, and his daughters cobbled memories together for him. Tanvi & Pallavi Pati memoriescobbled together-a treasuretrove of love-to be cherished for nourishment in times to come All image rights are with Ipsita Misra, and the picture cannot be used or reproduced elsewhere … Continue reading Bits and pieces

Frames

her moodsvividmemories- going back revealsshadows which have ceased to existit's my insanity scrambling to enter those frames https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/12/photo-challenge-315/ https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/05/11/what-do-you-see-29-11-may-2020/

Self-inflicted

It is terrifying to see him slip into depths of insanity. Others-centeredness has destroyed his core. The youngest child raised in a large, joint family – he was taught that being good meant being obedient and servile. He always needed a god to worship, and a cult to follow. Shorn of deities after his parents … Continue reading Self-inflicted

Nourishment

The monk has travelled across the world in search of meaning of life. Gone are the days when people congregated in an ashram to partake of wisdom… there are umpteen agencies to get him online and share his learnings. The digital marketing campaign lasts 90 days to generate a feeling of emptiness in people, and … Continue reading Nourishment

Fly my kite

The wind was a howling wolf sounds pierced eardrums but could not enter precincts of my soul emptiness evident it was all noise and no words sounds become music with a rhythm with a connect with energy to move something within   O wind, travel back and find meaning in the skies in the planets … Continue reading Fly my kite

Surrender? Not needed…

“I gave up on feeling brave a long time ago.” “How exactly do you feel now?” “I go with the flow. Que Sera Sera….” “And does the surrender infuse a sense of calmness?” “Sometimes, yes…. “ “What makes you surrender?” “I failed in all my attempts to bring about change.” “If you had not failed, … Continue reading Surrender? Not needed…