Category: life and its ways
When someone withdrew from you, And changed their focus from thou, It was half truths that got them away, Lack of openness to waylay. Its not always lies, but unshared information, That breaks the fragile bonds of connection. Reactive rather than proactive communication, Is not the hallmark of strong and lasting relation. We have learnt … Continue reading Half Truths
Inter generational conversations are an art, Topics and exchanges are a discrete craft. Older folks have a tendency to get preachy, Younger ones loathe anything that too teachy. Good conversationists find a middle ground, To keep chats going around, Is give and take necessary in every round? For all to feel valued, without feeling bound. … Continue reading Talking
A sari box got opened, And a revelation got made- Definition of a sari in a dictionary is wrong, Its not just a garment that’s about six feet long. It’s a harbinger of memories, A drape in its weft, weave and wrap carrying stories. My saris are not just cottons, silks, georgettes and chiffons, Each … Continue reading A Sari Box
I remember those highly awaited vacation days, Respite from school work and its ways. Days to only laze and play. Time of precious summer holidays! Days when the mind at its own pace could drift, Free of home work, worries and school yard rift. New thoughts and ideas to unfold, When regular life was put … Continue reading Vacation days
Habits make us, And also break us. We are prisoners to our ways, Yet, so vital is to regularly breakaway. Bonds of our ways and habits, Developed consciously or unconsciously in tacit, Determine a lot in our lives, Changing is not without some strifes. Some easy and comforting routine, Are nothing less than cocaine. Addiction … Continue reading Slaves of Habit
From a life that seemed like a constantly moving mill, A never ending hill. Allowing no time to stand or sit still. Demanding one more chore, one more bill-a constant drill. Lockdown provided time for contemplation, Away from external and nearer to inner connection, Hours were spent in reckoning and reflection, And also in self … Continue reading Lockdown Memories
Choice of our thoughts, Determines a lot. Thoughts may emerge from an unknown spot, But how we direct them, is in our pot. I can choose to be thankful, Or I can be resentful. We get opportunities to feel both, To like and love or dislike and loathe. Circumstances for sure determine our moods, But … Continue reading Thoughts
From the texts that teach, To the men that preach, Faith lies in between. From fervent declarations of love, To blood thirsty hate, Control like a trapeze artist balances in between. From zenith of joy and happiness, To depths of despair and sadness, Equanimity satisfies in between. From playful, carefree childhood, To pensive, responsibilities filled … Continue reading In Between
Beyond towns, cities and nations, We are all citizens of our minds. Here we live, imagine, speculate & interpret, Words, gestures, actions and reactions. We visit our mind’s rooms often, For the what’s, why’s, when’s and how’s of our lives. Positive thoughts are fleeting, but negative ones flow easier. Do you wonder why? An unkind … Continue reading Citizens of our Minds
Today’s events turn to tomorrow’s stories, Tales recalled of shared experiences and soirees. Build today that you’d want to reminisce as you age, Many remembrances can be relived as you turn a page, Fill your life with a legacy of love and grace, not hate and rage. Construe memories that bring smile and satisfaction at … Continue reading Today & Tomorrow
Rhythm & Rhyme 