Category Archives: musings

While authenticity is seemingly a topic hot True authenticity is increasingly hard to spot * While hashtags scream “be yourself” everywhere All the content that with the world people share Is carefully constructed to display positivity Airbrushed and filtered, arranged skillfully To give everything a hopeful twist A complex narrative narrowed down to a gistContinue reading “Truly authentic?”

It takes courage to admit you do not know Rather than feigning confidence to show That you are in control when you are screaming inside Afraid of your ignorance and wishing to hide Projecting false confidence works to some extent But the eventual solution to your predicament Is to actually learn what you do notContinue reading “I don’t know…”

Patience is a virtue I cannot claim My impulsivity is hard to tame Caught in a situation less than ideal for me I want to change it immediately Waiting patiently for the right moment Unfortunately leads to much discontent To do nothing goes against the grain Of my being, it tends to drive me insaneContinue reading “Impatient me!”

When I talk I have a tendency To be long-winded and wordy Even when there’s little to say I cannot condense What I mean into a single sentence I am working on being more aware Of my verbosity, choosing words with care.. * I’m quite the opposite while writing though My loquaciousness in writing doesContinue reading “Brevity..”

(Just two days ago I wrote about being vulnerable to explore my creative side. That was the first time I encountered vulnerability in a book on art. Since then I have read it in reference to writing a memoir, heard about it in a song and also heard about it in a radio program aboutContinue reading “What are you trying to tell me, universe?”

Van Gogh was an artist par excellence But suffered from mental illness, hence Giving rise to the myth of a mad genius Which is a misconception dangerous And wildly misleading as well- Mental illness and creativity do not dwell Together, Van Gogh succeeded despite His illness, not because of it, he had to fight AllContinue reading “The misleading myth of the mad genius”

Someone would always tell her to be This or that, give advice contradictory Advice based on their own lens Was for her freely dispensed One thread was common in all that advice She was expected to be submissive and nice All advice expected her to conform To society’s narrow social norms * She did notContinue reading “Who would she be?”

I kept pretending to be strong I had imbibed that it was wrong To display to the world your vulnerability So I carefully cultivated the inability To talk about how vulnerable I felt inside It became such an ingrained habit to hide My sensitivity, my weakness that I would not Acknowledge it even in myContinue reading “My vulnerable side”

“The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.” Maya Angelou When I am full of energy I want to explore New cultures, new places, new cuisines, I want more When things are going well I want to expand My horizons,Continue reading “When we ache for home..”

If my ambitions I voiced out loud I would be subject to ridicule, no doubt For some sarcasm, myself I would brace Snide remarks I would have to face This is what would happen, I am afraid If my ambitious plans before people I laid People would misconstrue my dreams to be Too audacious, tooContinue reading “Hidden ambition”

My moral compass wakes up pretty quickly Whenever I tell a lie, to remind me That lying for any reason is wrong And while I may have an aversion strong To outright lies, in a different light I see A half-truth, a stretched truth, hyperbole Sometimes the truth unvarnished and plain Is boring, difficult, orContinue reading “Telling a Lie?”

Ah the oppressiveness of a predictable life Monday through Friday work, nine to five Socializing on weekends, trips twice a year Goals in life inflexible, unflinching and clear.. To own a house, save for college and retirement To live life ensconced in stability being the intent Finding fulfillment in family, work and community Never exploringContinue reading “That predictable life..”