The idea of just wandering off to a cafe with a notebook and writing and seeing where that takes me for awhile is just bliss. J K Rowling When I was young I used to strive To bring my thoughts on paper alive In the best handwriting I could manage Filling lines neatly, page byContinue reading “Write, right”
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A Time to Celebrate
(I just completed five hundred posts on this blog..) I started this blog just for a lark I had no desire to make a mark Was searching for an outlet for self-expression, And as reading blogs had been an obsession I decided to take the plunge and start- My aim was to write about anything close toContinue reading “A Time to Celebrate”
Writer’s block
I dream of sitting by the side Of a tranquil lake, its expanse wide Stretching to the horizon Its waters resplendent in the sun Writing in my journal, with inspiration Derived from the picturesque location Surely the landscape’s sublime beauty Would spur me to pen soulful poetry Maybe I would strike a creative goldmine AndContinue reading “Writer’s block”
The Book I Read
“Between the pages of a book is a lovely place to be.” So I read a book and tears sprung The story touched me, the words just stung Somewhere, in between the pages, somehow Somewhere, between the beginning and now I had entered the world the author had portrayed From the realm of reality IContinue reading “The Book I Read”
Parent-teacher conference
So I am expected to attend As a kindergartner’s parent A parent-teacher conference next week I panic, wishing some counsel I could seek From parents who have been there before I don’t know what the meeting has in store For me, all my insecurities come to the surface What is in the classroom my child’s place?Continue reading “Parent-teacher conference”
Words..
“What passes without being put into words, without being transformed and, in a certain sense, purified by the crucible of writing, has no meaning for me. Only words that endure seem real.” From: In Other Words- by Jhumpa Lahiri When I find myself stumbling through life without direction When I feel detached, and need toContinue reading “Words..”
A fallible mother
As a parent a constant conundrum I face Of finding the middle ground, that perfect place Where on my child, I do not put extra pressure Yet disciplined learning I somehow ensure There’s so much to learn, so much to imbibe For a five year old, sometimes it’s hard to describe Things in a way suited forContinue reading “A fallible mother”
Stereotyped
“Stereotypes are fast and easy, but they are lies, and the truth takes its time.” Deb Caletti How do we learn, I wonder often To put them in boxes, all women and men Straitjacket them by country, race, color By height, build, hair texture, gender.. Make some assumptions right off the bat At times subconsciously,Continue reading “Stereotyped”
A devoted pupil of life
“If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same”- Rudyard Kipling, If There was a time when I thought that I Was successful, I was soaring high In my own abilities, I was overconfident Unable to realize the true extent Of my skills, the world was myContinue reading “A devoted pupil of life”
Taedium vitae
“It’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”- Marilyn Monroe Getting bored is a dangerous thing- First, it makes me loosen my purse strings Shop online for things I don’t need That’s pouring money down the drain indeed Second, it makes me mindlessly chew Food of all variety, anything edible would do The fullnessContinue reading “Taedium vitae”
Chained
So my inner voice has been talking to me quite a bit-here’s another dialogue that we had when I felt (unreasonably) tied down to daily life… To this tyrannical life I am chained, I lamented one day in a voice pained- Caught in the endless web of life’s daily woes Between home and work, I find myselfContinue reading “Chained”
Creative life
“To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.”-Joseph Chilton Pierce Conform, blend in, behave- so goes the litany Of commands handed out freely To children, by adults who are anxious To mould them into citizens conscious Of the unwritten laws of the society To make them abide by rules of propriety- So withinContinue reading “Creative life”
Passion...unbridled 