You grow up, find the right man, get married You grow a family, soon you are a mother harried Your life revolves around work and family When one fine day, quite suddenly There comes a message out of the blue From your old friend, reminding you Of priceless moments spent in the company Of each other,Continue reading “Girls of a feather”
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Wrinkles
Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.- Mark Twain I examined my face in the mirror one morning Before lathering on mandatory make-up, wondering When those fine wrinkles had stealthily appeared I was growing older faster than anticipated, I feared Just the site of those wrinkles around my tired eyes Made all theContinue reading “Wrinkles”
A tribute to Indian folk art
I traveled through India, often complaining About the lack of infrastructure, feigning A Westernized approach to the land, I should say (Not proud of myself as I write this today) Then there was something that left me Mesmerized and amazed, when I did see (Again like the typical Western traveler) Folk art in its unadorned splendorContinue reading “A tribute to Indian folk art”
The Relationship
Introduced to each other by a mutual acquaintance Both accepted the introduction with mutual nonchalance Not particularly inclined to strike a meaningful conversation They made small talk out of politeness, with some hesitation Then came the innocuous comment that inspired Both of them to laugh- in that moment fate seemed to have conspired To drawContinue reading “The Relationship”
Musings of a doctor
(Painting by Luis Jimenez Aranda- The ward in chief doctor visit. 1889) I think in my daily life I crib enough That life as a physician is pretty tough Running at times purely on adrenaline Assisted by a hefty dose of caffeine Trying (and failing) very hard to squeeze Sixty minutes of work in fifteen isn’t aContinue reading “Musings of a doctor”
Out of choice
“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Sitting at my desk, sometimes I am lost in reverie As to where in the world would I be If I had taken the other road, the one Less traveledContinue reading “Out of choice”
I’m afraid when I hear…
There are some phrases that come loaded With premonition of a bomb that has exploded My adrenergic system promptly goes into gear When these ominous phrases I hear Fear grips me, I start to prepare For what could be my worst nightmare- “I need to show you something” is one I wonder what error of commisionContinue reading “I’m afraid when I hear…”
The Weight of Expectations
Fed on a steady diet of regulations and norms Presented in every manner and form From what to say, how to, to whom, and when From how to be seen and not heard as a woman Sartorial choices, type and level of adornment, Narrowly defined, giving way to resentment- Navigating the narrow alleys of behaviorContinue reading “The Weight of Expectations”
On Women’s Day
Worldwide we celebrate the day today As International Women’s Day, Calling to attention the valuable contribution Of women to our society and organizations It is supposed to be a day to applaud women All over the world, in a world dominated by men I personally find this celebration offensive Somewhat, let me explain without being tooContinue reading “On Women’s Day”
Mom guilt
“Guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine.”- Fay Weldon I dream about a day that I Can fulfill all my obligations under the sky Without being interrupted frequently By motherhood and its myriad responsibilities I sit at my desk trying to type out An intellectual paper, but am interrupted by a shout From myContinue reading “Mom guilt”
The Big, Fat Indian Wedding
Read the phrase “wedding bells” somewhere And all of a sudden, out of nowhere An extraordinary urge gripped me To attend an Indian wedding, and see Fine silks and jewelry opulently displayed A profusion of colors, in every hue and shade Food and drink flowing in quantities that appear Limitless, for guests to gorge onContinue reading “The Big, Fat Indian Wedding”
Postcards from nowhere
Days and nights stretched out endlessly As she sat in a corner, listlessly Knees drawn to her chest, a vacant gaze The world outside whizzed by in a haze She occupied her corner wishing she could Perish without a trace- at least that would Put an end to her misery, stem the torrent Of guilt andContinue reading “Postcards from nowhere”
Passion...unbridled 