Why can’t you be like our grandmothers, he said They were content as long as the household was fed They existed inside those walls, devoid of ambition Immersed in household work, keeping alive cultural traditions Despite lack of independence, financial or otherwise They ran households, maintained close familial ties.. * Out of all the mythsContinue reading “My smiling grandma…”
Category Archives: musings
I have not arrived..
Middle age is catching up to me, I believe I wonder when I would be able to achieve That “something” in my life that would raise My standing in my own eyes, let me garner praise From my inner critic, that keeps telling me To constantly improve, does not let me be Complacent, or contentContinue reading “I have not arrived..”
My Indo-Western Fusion Life
I dabble in a bit of this and a bit of that Mostly in the middle is where I’m at “This” is the culture that now surrounds me “That” is the culture in which I’m rooted deeply “This” represents core American values “That” is the spectrum of Indian hues That color my life from insideContinue reading “My Indo-Western Fusion Life”
I did not say no…
You can say no quite easily, you know This doesn’t fall in your domain, and so You are under no obligation to go out of your way To try to do something that in the end may Turn out to be an exercise in futility Your skill-set may not in this case have utility ThereContinue reading “I did not say no…”
Overloaded…
My time at work is literally and figuratively full of “overload”. My patients have “volume overload” (swelling of legs due to weak heart), my clinic schedules, inbox, e-mail etc. are all overloaded, and with a phone in hand 24×7 for days at a stretch while on call, I have information and sensory overload. Then thereContinue reading “Overloaded…”
Adulting
This neologism in common use these days Makes me feel incompetent in many ways I entered adulthood decades ago, But “adulting” was something I did not know I was supposed to be doing actively It was the baggage that came with being free To make my decisions, vote in elections Not having the need forContinue reading “Adulting”
I still grieve..
Sometimes I just stop mid-sentence Suddenly I feel your otherworldly presence While saying something, out of the blue Without warning I am inundated with memories of you I remember phrases that you used to say I remember the rather quirky way In which advice you would give to me I could use some advice, IContinue reading “I still grieve..”
Those beautiful things..
Each time I pick up my phone and scroll around I see beautiful objects, temptations abound To make me loosen my purse strings I am convinced I need shiny new things In my life, these are things that appeal to me The world wide web knows my aesthetic, obviously So the advertisements I see whenContinue reading “Those beautiful things..”
Persuasion
Persuasion is an art, they say To compel someone to think your way Requires achievement of a balance delicate You have to first try to estimate How strong their beliefs are, how much you can sway Them in your favor, then you dispel their doubts away Regarding your opinion, simultaneously Let them doubt their ownContinue reading “Persuasion”
Misty
Driving in the dark on a morning cold and misty With the headlights on, with limited visibility I focused on what was visible, the car before me To see beyond that I was limited in ability.. My thoughts turned philosophical here Of the direction my life wants to take, I’m unaware The view of theContinue reading “Misty”
Anxiety..
Half a breath perpetually held Half of the mind preoccupied In fear of a disaster looming near Panic always simmering inside Life like a hurdle-race never-ending From crisis to crisis, life seems to go No time to catch a breath at all Just weathering blow after blow Tranquil moments lay forgotten Chaos rules the roostContinue reading “Anxiety..”
Selective memory…
Can I pick and choose Which moments to file away Inside the amygdala in my brain Let only pleasant memories stay Unpleasant situations are hard enough To deal with in the present I wish I would not ruminate Over unpalatable moments.. My composure, my state of contentment Is compromised in moments of discomfort When IContinue reading “Selective memory…”
