Why are words so important to women everywhere? Why do they need words from us, to show that we care? Why the need to spell out, that what we feel What is it about ‘saying’ what’s in our minds and our hearts What’s the big, bloody, deal??!! We order black coffee because you like yours…
Shine
It had come to him prematurely. He shone in an area which was dreaded by others, who wondered how he could be so unaware of his achievement. His Mother thought he looked more like his father now. He wondered why his wife seemed disgruntled with him lately. He liked the shine of his Bald head….
Millions
Your strength is in being together! You are nothing on your own! Some of you will leave us, most of you will stay, while still others may move on to be part of bigger things.Thus started every morning, with the Head Particle of Sand shouting out this message, to the Millions of particles listening. Written…
The Good, the Bad & the Quirky sides of Me!:)
I saw this post on fellow blogger Vasantha’s blog and knew I wanted to write my version of 21 random Facts About Me. for FridayReflections hosted by Corinne and Sanch 1) I am not a fussy eater. I can be force-fed food I hate, brinjal, bhindi, karela and the like, with emotional words, gory reminders…
The Writer
I see I observe I feel I absorb I write Some of my own Others I borrow from your life An actor A spectator Sometimes a playwright I play various roles In this movie called life A silent observer An emotional voyeur An active participant Your emotions are my need A thought springs from a…
Late
Viren was your quintessential Late Lateef. Late for appointments, late for work, late for everything. Why, he was even born two days AFTER the due date given to his mother for her delivery! It was a long-standing joke among friends that Viren would even be late for his own wedding and funeral. Well, at the…
Homecoming
I HATE YOU!!! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I REALLY DO! I HATE YOU! The words still reverberated in Nishka’s ears as she remembered her last day at home. ‘Gosh! It’s been 5 long years’ she said to herself. Like she did every time her memory pulled her back into the past. . Nishka…
The Ragpicker
With each new day I start once more the salty sea air my perfume my riches strewn on the shore Your waste is my treasure your thrash brings me pleasure You use and throw my mountain of joy grows Crumpled candy wrappers like diamonds they shine the candy, your child’s reward the wrapper, mine A…
No Dairy, Sugarfree Ice-cream : Recipe included
I have a sweet-tooth, with a special weakness for Ice-creams. With Summer making us sweat I crave for a scoop of Ice-cream often. But we know that eating Ice-creams too often is not such a great idea, for your weighing scale. A few years ago when I came across this recipe for ‘ice-cream’ I was…
I want my words to…
Pic Courtesy:Google I want my words to touch you caress you like silk I want my words to burn you till under the fierce flame of them you wilt I want my words to drench you when you didn’t even realize there was rain I want my words to help you erase all your pain…