Being part of an Open Mic is always fun! Because you get to meet different kinds of people. Because you are exposed to varied kinds of talents. Because it is wonderful being part of something that makes you feel happy. And, more than anything else, because it helps you express yourself freely, without limitations. So,… Continue reading Soulistic Poetry
A twirly tweak of sunshine plays outside my window today which saw only rain, gloomy clouds and water that filled up roads, drains and potholes a week or two back.During one such day, 5th November 2017 to be precise, there was an Open Mic event (LIT) where I had to present my poetry. It was… Continue reading Hot soothing tea with poetry trails
It has been ages since I drew, sketched or painted. Watching my son do some sketching made me relive the moments, years ago when I painted and sketched with joyous abandon. So, I made a beginning. Once Again. The sketch is titled A Beginning
I was getting late (as usual) although all things had been taken care of at home. What the heck! I was going out for an Open Mic after a very long time. Reached the venue just in time. And, was I glad that I made it! Before I delve any further about the programme I… Continue reading Right Here. Right Now. Open Mic – LETS TALK LIFE!
DAY 13 I wouldn't want anything else but you, my love. Your presence is all I seek even if my love appears to you all Latin and Greek. Know that I love you with all my soul in part and in whole. It doesn’t matter that your body ails. I can sense your thoughts, feel… Continue reading LITERARY FAIRY TALES:Picture Prompt
They nailed her in. Again. Not new to the vicious game. She had been nailed in. Before. When academics she wished to pursue the world had nailed her desire. To no one she could display her aching ire. Weaving dreams in tinsel town she fell in love, was pulled down. Was the love of his… Continue reading TRIBUTE TO JAYALALITHA – NAILED IN
Oh! Lord Ganesha, your long elephantine trunk blesses me limitlessly; those big flappy ears of yours – “Listen” they say, “talk less; forget the ‘I’, the ‘Me’. That precious ivory tusk which you broke to pen an enormous mythological tale still stands true teaching me to make good with what I have. That broken… Continue reading THANK YOU GANESHA!