The query: “At Auschwitz, tell me, where was God?” And the answer: “Where was man?” ― William Styron, Sophie’s Choice I have lived my life haunted by The demons of the past, that dark sky Of Auschwitz- those whistles at the crack of dawn Mournful, menacing, trying to warn Each one of us alive that we couldContinue reading “Forgiveness”
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What do they sell?
“There’s lots of bad reasons to start a company. But there’s only one good, legitimate reason, and I think you know what it is: it’s to change the world.” -Phil Libin, Evernote CEO Not long ago when people started a business There was a tangible product to sell for success There would be brick andContinue reading “What do they sell?”
A poetic tradition
“Family traditions counter alienation and confusion. They help us define who we are; they provide something steady, reliable and safe in a confusing world.”- Susan Lieberman So my six year old was given an assignment A poem about September he had to invent Nothing complicated, but it was great fun To put together rhyming linesContinue reading “A poetic tradition”
Decluttered happiness
“Three Rules of Work: Out of clutter find simplicity; From discord find harmony; In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.” – Albert Einstein Towards a goal of happiness I tried to evaluate what I did need The answer came to in the form of an epiphany indeed One day as I was trying to go throughContinue reading “Decluttered happiness”
The Motivational Speaker
Growing up in a world competitive Not enough slack she ever did give Herself, because her mantra throughout Was that patting herself on the back she could do without So she achieved new targets, never stopped to rest Reaching for a goal higher instead ** As time went by without realizing she Developed what appearedContinue reading “The Motivational Speaker”
Our assumptions
“Assumptions are the termites of relationships.”- Henry Winkler You meet each other after a while Greet each other with enthusiastic smiles You exchange usual pleasantries At the same time this opportunity you seize To appraise each other, to estimate What the other person has had on their plate While you were out of touch- moreContinue reading “Our assumptions”
Why verse?
I write in verse, and often question Myself on this literary format selection Why is it that I find myself unwilling To write in prose, why is poetry more thrilling? Maybe the answer to this question is embedded In my Indian heritage- intricate concepts were threaded In short verses (shlokas) in ancient Indian textsContinue reading “Why verse?”
Where do they pray?
They prayed in churches They prayed in mosques They prayed in temples They prayed in synagogues They identified their God They took their pick They carved separate faiths To which they would stick They segregated themselves Condemned those different Had fights in the name of religion That God Himself could not prevent Continue reading “Where do they pray?”
Travel bans
My six year old and I sat one afternoon Reading about deserts and sand dunes My son, a keen learner of geography Expressed interest in traveling with me To some countries where sand dunes could be found To which I replied we could travel all around The world, and go to any country we fancied-Continue reading “Travel bans”
Scars
“Without my wounds, who was I? my scars were my face, my past was my life.” -Janet Fitch They said time heals Gradually you cease to feel Negative emotions with the same intensity The scars fade, your exterior again looks pretty… She latched on to these words when despair Clouded her life- everything seemedContinue reading “Scars”
Always.. Indian
On the occasion of Indian Independence Day An expatriate like me should have nothing to say Yet the umbilical cord binding me to the land of my birth Is hard to cut off- I can state that whatever I am worth Today is because I was raised an Indian My sense of identity remains butContinue reading “Always.. Indian”
Mothering pains
I have a confession to make here There is nothing nowadays that I fear More than meeting other mothers on weekends For children’s activities- I’d rather run mundane errands For each time mothers meet, the topics of conversation Revolve around the extent of their enthusiastic participation In their children’s lives- soccer practice, dance recitalsContinue reading “Mothering pains”
Passion...unbridled 