I see distrust and fear seeping in between crevices of carefully built see-through walls of social distancing Love falls through cracks icy stares pierce maskless eager smiles forcing a retreat I write 2020 In the sand Is it a pause Or the end? https://onewomansquest.org/2020/06/15/vjs-weekly-challenge-100-pause/
Social media posts spoke about senior lives being silenced in corona-infested hospitals, as the medical infrastructure was inadequate to manage the load. It is the base thought behind the piece ... What were their last thoughts, when a needle pierced into their consciousness, transporting them to another level? They were old, and the system could … Continue reading Sunset
Yesterday, a friend lost his father. The parents were in India, while all four children are in other countries. None of them could reach for the funeral. He recounted that on his last visit home in December, his father's parting words were, "Will you come to perform my last rites?" My father-in-law was shifted to … Continue reading Premonitions
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
“Selective amnesia” …. a reviewer chose to say about the first draft of her memoirs. Delving back into the past is easy, but putting stories in right perspective is not so easy. I There are many other lives entangled with hers, she didn’t have the right to reveal all. She decided to approach some of … Continue reading Memoirs
I left behind most of them some achieved some discarded some taken away yet… new ones sprouting like mushrooms dot the mental landscape I left behind all of them Where are the old dreams? https://onewomansquest.org/2020/04/13/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-92-behind/
The future beckons, however attractive or difficult it seems at this point of time. Yes, we will be free – to drive around, work, meet people, shop, eat out. But the awareness of shackled feet intimidates. The psyche will surely carry imprints from this phase. Uncertainty will loom large, as newer methods of violence and … Continue reading Transported
imaginarydemons stoke revenge instinctsbut are so realif you go far back in timeif you delve deep in psyche https://onewomansquest.org/2020/03/23/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-89-imaginary/
-biological warfare -a conspiracy to induce mayhem in markets buy low for long-term prosperity -marriages break down claustrophobic with too much togetherness in stressful times authors spoke long back scripts written now for many more blockbusters to come all is well that ends well for certain deep pockets https://onewomansquest.org/2020/03/16/v-j-s-weekly-challenge-88-domino-effect/
freshness of outlook makes me what I am propels me ahead to unknown destinations How I wish mornings did not carry burdens of past nights feet not shackled by lost battles failures and slights How I wish I could carve a day with a new Sun on a new planet partner with aliens … Continue reading Unburdened
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