Category: life and its ways
Life revolves around tales, Our biases adding color without fail. A story can have varied flavor, Like multiple tastes to slowly savor. So many anecdotes to share and hear, Narrations changing from mouth to ear. Molded by observation and interpretation, Contoured with varying perception. Chronicles continually change version, Of the same event, place or person. … Continue reading Stories We Tell and Hear
A friend and I met after ages, Hugs and smiles were initial exchanges, She said-you look the same, You too- I responded in the conversational train. Meeting old friends is magical, In a few hours, we can go back in time, Recollecting old days is sweet and sentimental, These trysts of shared memories is sublime. … Continue reading Sweet Little Lies
Another year coming soon to an end, and a new one just around the bend, as we each other good wishes send, In keeping with annual trend, I like to retrospect year going by's reels, replay both facts and feels, varied events hold different appeal, and truths slowly simmer and reveal. All actions have some … Continue reading New Year
Thanks for this life, For all that has been rife, Thanks for the lessons, Without them, I would not be this person. Feeling gratitude is not tough, Once we look beyond the rough. Roses too come with thorn, Challenges in life are to be borne, Some days will be fast, others-slow, Some bring contentment, others … Continue reading Thanksgiving
Is maturity, a gain of perspective? Does it mean-more objective? Less reactive. More introspective. Do we finally begin hearing more and speaking less, Caring not just for outer, but how we insides dress. Can we casual comments and actions ignore? And not let every word or action, harbor, linger or store. Do we become more … Continue reading Maturity
Sibling bond is special and unique, With shared history of pleasure and pique, Though relations change with time, Fond remembrances remain of when it was prime. So many memories of pranks and play, I recall today, on your birthday, Hiding grades from parents is just one, Shared secrets of mischiefs are in ton. Many incidents … Continue reading Sibling Bond
Going for a walk with my mom was not easy, Frequent stops of hellos would make me dizzy, I wondered why she would smile at so many, Time is also a precious penny. Now I understand why she stopped to greet, For many, her smile and hello was their daily treat. She understood-old age is … Continue reading Walking With Mom
Balance in life is a tease, Not practiced with ease, Since we like routines that please, Over stretching to the point of disease. Equilibrium is the art of a trapeze artist, Trying, falling, and retrying the circuit, One can see- it’s not easy to travel this orbit, Balancing our heads and hearts is the hardest, … Continue reading Trapeze Artist
Bench in a park has a dedication, In memory of a loved relation. Honoring departed ones are an old tradition, Motivation can be a connection, a perpetuation. Relationships do not end with passing of a person, Sometimes, it can even stir deep latent emotion, Propelling new work and action, To carry on a loved one's … Continue reading Legacy
What do you call a home? A place to rest, after you roam. A pad to share with those with a common genome. Or is it firstly and fore-mostly - a feeling, a syndrome? Rooms, furniture and furnishings make a dwelling, What makes a home a deep, special feeling? With what and how much effort … Continue reading What is a Home?
Rhythm & Rhyme 