Author Archives: Docpoet

I believe that healing from grief requires embracing it, and going through it, in order to move on. From childhood years I had been taught You had to look happy, even when you were not The world would soon get tired of your grief This was what I had imbibed, this was my belief.. *Continue reading “Journey through Grief”

Thinking about my life never fails to remind me Of the place I call my hometown, this incredible city * Far I have flown from its folds, yet I remain beguiled By its timeless appeal, the history of India is compiled Within its perimeters, the seat of power is here Delhi fueled my ambition, madeContinue reading “The city of the large-hearted- an ode to Delhi”

To long meandering sentences I am averse These days I find when I want to converse With other denizens of this universe I choose not prose, I choose verse.. * When I am caught in situations terse When I am dealing with circumstances adverse I try to organize my thoughts in verse This exercise thenContinue reading “Verse on verse”

We are taught to strive for balance elusive Leading a balanced life seems to be the right way to live.. Let me, for a moment, present the opposite point of view Balance is beautiful, but imbalance is necessary to Keep the universe in motion because a universe in balance perfect Would be static, become stagnant,Continue reading “Tip the balance”

Wish I could channel my hidden diva in such a way That my inner beauty would shine every day And all the external processes of beautification Would be rendered unnecessary, with resultant simplification Of my life, oh what a joy it would be To be able to get some time free To spend with myContinue reading “Skin deep..”

Quiet and dignified Speaking volumes Without making a sound Never conspicuous Never outrageous Yet with impact profound Its presence obvious In the indifference In understated confidence In self-assuredness In expression of views Genuine, or under pretense Of concern for everyone With incomplete understanding Secure in the knowledge That they are exempt From the burden ofContinue reading “Privilege”

You think of life’s momentous moments The ones in the limelight, the ones that steal the show They make a loud noise, garner attention But they are not the moments when you grow Personally- understanding the deeper meaning of life Growth in personal and spiritual spheres Occurs during ordinary moments from day to day WhenContinue reading “Moments of personal growth”

Writing is rewriting Of stories lived Emotions experienced Making tangible nebulous thoughts Stringing together words and phrases Scattered in the mind Into sentences on paper * Writing is rewriting Reviewing, revising Scratching off lines Tearing off pages Deleting documents Absorbing the first draft Distilling core elements Repurposing words Reframing sentences Tweaking ideas Morphing the narrativeContinue reading “Writing, rewriting..”

It was so easy to say, “This is not my job” that day The client needed assistance, it was clear But her need was outside the sphere Of my work duties, I would not be looked at unfavorably For not providing requisite assistance, you see… ** I prepared to conclude the meeting, expressing regret IContinue reading “One small encounter…”

How could I forgive, I would say Those who harmed me that day They were people who robbed me Of my life as it was meant to be.. I had nightmares, I could not sleep The wounds from that insult did run deep… Angry I remained, I could not move on I wanted retribution forContinue reading “To Err is Human, to Forgive Divine”

I do not feel pretty, but I yearn to somehow be At least in pictures, the epitome of classic beauty I twist and turn, make poses that I believe Would make me be more attractive perceived I smile unnaturally, tilt my head or stand With my arm on my waist, as I understand That wayContinue reading “On instagram I’m briefly pretty..”

Be consistent, I had heard- because consistency Leads to results, it is the key That unlocks the secrets of success I dismissed that advice as idealistic jargon, I confess The truth is consistency was difficult for me To sustain, I was constantly seduced by novelty Consistency implied something predictable and repetitive To living an interestingContinue reading “The Importance of Showing Up”