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

Professionalism

Whatever you term as rich experience also means that you have a mind of your own. We don’t really need people who can tell us what we should do. We have it all chalked out, and just need people to implement it. Efficient rookies you know, who can put themselves out on the block for … Continue reading Professionalism

Real Vacation

It was that time of the year again. The boys would be home from the holidays, and create a ruckus around the house. They drag me along for their silly games and picnics. I hate carrying heavy baskets all the time, and lounging on the prickly grass. The mug-heads think I enjoy picking up the … Continue reading Real Vacation

Little Star

Camera bulbs were flashing all around, but he was too busy enjoying his unexpected freedom. He was kinda used to the flashlights. Celebrity kids grow up with those. He was the hero of several fan clubs, Instagram and You Tube accounts, which he was unaware of. Technology, to him, meant pulling off Dad’s phone from … Continue reading Little Star

Unhealed

he’ll never know I never healed when he ran away on his heels   lanes of the past still call driving me around in late hours   peaceful slumber evades on moonless nights when I should have just lain in my grave   Saturday Mix - Double Take at MLMM The ‘Double Take’ challenge focuses … Continue reading Unhealed