Author Archives: Docpoet

A poignant collection of childhood memories Imprinted on a backdrop of luscious green trees.. * The wide expanse and aerial roots spun From the branches of the majestic Banyan The sacred Ficus religiosa or the Peepal tree Its shade harboring a shrine invariably Mango trees laden with fruits in varying stages of ripeness The canopiesContinue reading “The Storied Trees of my Life”

One lesson I have with difficulty learnt Over the years, after repeatedly getting burnt Is that when people ask for your opinion They are looking for support and validation Rarely the brutal, honest truth they seek Therefore, before I open my mouth to speak My honest thoughts, I must temper down So that intensely criticalContinue reading “Don’t Want an Honest Opinion!”

It has been found that for a given position women don’t apply Until they are certain they are one hundred percent qualified Or even overqualified, while men don’t harbor similar reservations They are known to apply if they have two-thirds of the qualification That the job demands, confident in their ability To learn new skills,Continue reading “When men and women apply for a job”

In a consumerist society, conspicuous consumption Comes naturally to us, the assumption Is that access to a wide variety of goods is an indication Of abundance and economic prosperity in the population We consume, and help the economy thrive The desire for consumption gives us the drive To work harder, earn more, and invariably stayContinue reading “Create, not consume”

Each time I turn on the radio or television to check out news There is doom and gloom, I can only choose Between negative news stories and chronicles of tragedies profound There are crises and disasters unfolding all around Senseless violence, extreme weather patterns, unpredictable floods and fires The toll on lives and property risingContinue reading “No news is good news”

A relentless focus on productivity keeps me wired Rest does not refresh me, I’m always tired Rest is something that needs to be earned This is the unspoken lesson I’ve learnt It is woven into the fabric of my existence Such that rest causes feelings of guilt intense * I must be productive throughout theContinue reading “Rest does not have to be earned”

I was told to fit into a box but within its confines I could not stay I stretched and strained until the walls gave way I thought I would exit the box and break free But in a plot twist of sorts, that was not meant to be * One foot came out, and myContinue reading “Boxed In”

Sometimes the best therapy for my anxious mind Is to read a work of fiction- often I find That in the lives of the characters I get immersed And my problems recede in to the corners of the universe In the manufactured dilemmas of my protagonists I get involved Instead of my own, their predicamentsContinue reading “Therapeutic Efficacy of Books”

Although I like stories of all kinds The ones that most engrossing I find Are intergenerational family sagas that span decades In which richly textured plots have been laid On a backdrop of historical events That are to each generation relevant Epic tales that delve into the trials and tribulations Of one family through variousContinue reading “Family Sagas”

It takes tremendous willpower not to react Emotionally to provocative words, but when I manage to do that Words lose their power over me, I realize Each time it still takes me by surprise * Words are often used cleverly to evoke Strong reactions, superlatives can provoke The best of us to anger or indignationContinue reading “No Emotional Reaction”

Many of us are conditioned to view the world through a lens of fear We meet people with caution, the world to us treacherous appears We are molded by trauma from experiences past Some our own, and some that have managed to last For generations, through complex transmission We navigate relationships on a backdrop ofContinue reading “Curious, not Afraid”

There are so many lofty projects in my mind That I want to complete, but I do not find The time or energy in my day Therefore my goals idle dreams stay.. Once in a while I gather motivation In such rare moments, in a burst of inspiration I start out with gusto, chalk outContinue reading “Consistency is the Key”