I miss Mom more than ever as I walk through Sakura-laden sidewalks. The extended cherry blossom season has brought in a fresh wave of tourists, and visitors in outfits from different countries liven up the landscape further. I stopped to see a girl child in a wheelchair. Her expression sharply contrasted with her mother’s morose … Continue reading Cheer
Who were those characters with dated looks and an outdated fashion sense? Their feet with toes turned backwards tell me who they are. I politely request that they return to their graves. I wake up in a different era. Mornings are challenging with many tasks to execute before 9 am. It’s not the time to … Continue reading Circles
The Sun shines with greater intensity outside. My insides are churned by reading and writing Women’s Day posts. I feel compelled to reflect deeper on things I’ve already known, experienced and discussed? Does it give fresh insights? Words dance to the beat of March madness, and assume different forms on the screen, in the head … Continue reading Pink Sakuras
I hear the whispers from a moonlit terrace party but cannot fathom what they are discussing. Young and old all dance the night out to welcome the New Year. I change the calendar but do not foresee changed schedules and a hidden agenda. They have imposed new rules, but everyone is silent about the lurking … Continue reading Burning Haibun
I don’t know why I thought of Trishanku today - the mythological man who wanted to visit Heaven physically but was stopped by the spiritual realm. If I were Trishanku, what would I choose in this zero-gravity situation? Like a celestial being, a saucer comes flying and encircles me with its airy, invisible tentacles. “Let … Continue reading Quirk of Fate
The sweeper looks surprised when I say, “Treat the dried leaves with the same respect you give the dead.” I hear the leaves crying out in anger when trampled by insensitive feet. The widowed branches are unsure if they want to mourn the departure of the old or welcome the new arrival. Seasons always put … Continue reading Seasons
The equinox always baffles me. It announces the beginning of a new season by declaring that black and white, good and evil, day and night, will always coexist in equal measure. The two sides play games, chasing and overtaking one another, creating illusions of victory and defeat and drawing minds to jump to conclusions. Ultimately, … Continue reading Autumnal Equinox
August brings heavy rains, but religion and patriotism endure it all to celebrate festivals. Some festivals are designed to break the monotony of grey clouds with colour. Being a Leo, I’ve grown to believe that August brings positive change, though every August of my life does not testify to this. This year's Mercury retrograde dampened … Continue reading August
Dawn breaks over the Seine, casting golden hues upon the Eiffel Tower. Athletes gather, hearts drumming in sync with the city’s pulse. The Olympic torch ignites, passing from hand to hand—a beacon of unity. The City of Light, adorned in Olympic splendour, welcomes the world. Streets echo with anticipation, a symphony of languages and dreams. … Continue reading Paris Olympics
“It is only a moment, not a day,” says Frank. I started wondering about the tapestry of moments we call a day and how we differentiate those from the night. Life is just a series of moments without reference to the sun's movement. The longest nights happen inside. solsticeswon't change equationssun deceives Haibun Monday
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