Accepting the Blogging Challenge was one of the finest things I did as far as writing impromptu was concerned. With a busy professional and personal life, one can get really exhausted to even take the trouble to put down a few words on paper/ computer despite it being the only thing one would wish to… Continue reading Reflections: Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014
Unanimous in our greed, Unanimous in our desire, Unanimous in our wants, Unanimous in our misty mire, Why can't we be unanimous in our dislike for dark terror? Why can't we be unanimous in our peaceful perceptions about humanity? Unanimous in love, Unanimous in creation, Unanimous in death, Unanimous in recreation, Why can't we be… Continue reading U for Unanimous
Testing times- growing times, losing times, loving times, hating times, winning times, expensive times, hurting times. I thought I had passed the test, having wanted, got, seen and lived it all. What more could there be left for me? I wondered in nonchalant arrogance. From binding placenta to bonding finger, From erring pencil to refined… Continue reading Testing Times!
Parents name their children differently. Some name their children depending upon the planets. Some give their best friends' names to them. Others think a lot about the meaning of the name they give to their children. Still others name their children at random. Whatever the name may be, it gives a sense of identity to… Continue reading Shail it is….for S
Trying to do something again, even after life has dealt a severe blow is definitely not easy. The same goes for a heart that is broken and refuses to patch up a hurtful past and carry on and retry. Retrying can be frustrating and guilt prone for one feels that one is betraying one's past… Continue reading Retry Friend!
I remember making a similar kind of quilt in school in SUPW (socially useful productive work) class while I was in school. It was something new that we all learned. And I realize the value of it much more today. Way back, it was collecting old pieces of useless cloth material which I would cut… Continue reading Q for Quilt
She patted me on my back knowing how much it meant to me. To lose is not easy and if the game was life itself the loss more difficult to bear. I lost to the world. I lost my emotions to a society not worth crying for - all this and more she let me… Continue reading P for Pat….