How We Measured Time by Sivakami Velliangiri: A Memoir, A Review

The author, Sivakami Velliangiri, a dear friend of mine of more than a quarter century is bonded poetically. Be it by the publications we get published in or the innumerable poems that we have written and read in poetry clubs. Until COVID stepped in we were time-immemorial regulars at The British Council reading poetry by…

Celebrating Teachers

Teachers come unannounced in our lives. We, after all, cannot choose our teachers while we are in say, school, college and the like. Sometimes, their presence can even irk us till no end because they usually demand from us discipline, academic excellence – some things that we are usually comfortable without when young. But later,…

Cleaning Your Home the Aromatic Way

Whether we do the cleaning ourselves or ask the maid to do it, it is a fact that we need to use chemicals to clean our home environment. Products like sprays, soaps and chemical cleaners usually form part of our household cleaning cabinet. But, are you sure that they clean well and don't leave behind…

Tuesdays with Shail 1.9 Little Girl

As we grow older, our friendship circle or close acquaintance circle either expands or recedes. We either move around in groups or with a friend or two. We have common interests, views, even common worries. When we are together, it seems as time has frozen, we can be ourselves even for a brief moment or…

Sunday Snooze 1.0 Finally, there is respite.

It is easier to dwell on bad memories, complain about things going wrong in one's life or simply give up hope. Fighting for respite, not playing the blame game and not indulging in self pity is difficult. And, when one sees the amount of problems that other people have or, the misery that they go…

Tuesdays with Shail 1.8 The Victim Card

I am trying hard to remember - when did I cease living for myself? When did my life become points which I remember more with classes passed, sickness overcome, hurt swallowed, bridges made between relationships... all for someone else. When did life become, 'let's get over with this finally, and get to lead my life?…

Clay Feet -Tuesdays with Shail 1.7

Clay feet. Who doesn't have them?! We all do. But, children don't know that when they are young. And, when they grow older say, from teens to adulthood they resent the fact that they were not told earlier that their Pa and Ma had clay feet! Shucks! I adored them and respected them for this?…

Smashing into the New Year- Tuesdays with Shail 1.6

We are coming to the fag end of this year and, like every year-end, I am wondering how the year went. Was I happy? Was I sad? Was I satiated? Was I disappointed? Any major goals reached? Any new friends made? Any development made in inner evolvement? Well, considering the fact that I am wet…

Finally, the wheels are rolling.

Yippee!! Finally, the boy is back to a schedule! Physical classes for colleges have begun and none can be more happier than me! I can't say the same for my son whose lethargic online classes for months had transformed him and children of his generation into lazy goons whose only friends were the K dramas,…

News In Verse – (the only news column in poetic format)

Intrigued? Want to know more? Then, click on this link and dive into my news column in verse for this week at DIFFERENT TRUTHS.COM https://www.differenttruths.com/literature/poems/puri-priest-robbed-executions-in-afghanistan-world-rhino-day-ashoka-pillar/#respond