Piece on Peace…published!

In 2008, I was the class teacher of 2A, don’t remember whether I used to teach English, Math or EVS but that doesn’t matter. It was the day of Parent Teacher Meeting. As is my habit, I was a quarter of an hour early in the class. Even as I was settling a lady asked…

Peace, please!

One of Abhay’s cousins is an artist. She not only splashes colours around but also keeps spreading thoughts. To her a thought is a thought and art is art irrespective of the medium. Recently she started a kind of campaign on Instagram under the title ‘healingwiththedove’, a peace initiative. She shared a template bearing the…

Random Thought! #26

I push every thing under ‘Random Thought’ when lazy to think of a title, or at times when the head is occupied. There are dragons in the head who dance in the pale moon light. And their shadows play, when the sun is bright! If only I could sit unmindful of them, in my world….

Wishes!

Yesterday I planted a seed of happiness and hope too. Today it’s blooming out of earth. especially for you! May it bring you peace and joy, and much luck and love. And also many blessings from Above! Happy New Year!

Christmas Star

When it’s cold and dark and sad, when thousand things are left unsaid, the tears, the pain and frustration tooAnd the times when I lash at you. Knowing full well you too are in fight, yet I moan and I slight. You take it all in your stride and keep burning bright. Telling me, all…

In quest…

A mind full of whys, and nays and ayes. What is right, what is wrong or are they for ‘who’ to belong? A buzz, a whirr, a crawl, a creep. the questions that refuse to sleep. I wonder where to go? Where’s that rishi, the yogi, who for sure would know. Every door shut, I…

Feathered Endurance

Am still looking for a suitable title if anyone can help!Thank you Mark Ryan @ https://havocandconsequence.wordpress.com/ for the title! A step forward and then three back A glimmer of light and then darkness This is how life’s meant to be? Don’t expect love, fame or pity, nor ever feel guilty. Life is yours as you…

Vicious Cycle

She was respected for her grace and loved for her charm. She was lusted upon for the treasures inborn. Men would kill one another for her attention, even if a cursory glance. But it didn’t matter to her, there was only one for whom her heart would dance… the hermit who lived at the edge…

The Monomyth

When every breath is laboured & you are tired from head to toe. When every step is a burden yet you push yourself to go. Deeply wounded still you fight and keep doing what is right. Unknown, uncared, unsung, there may be no glory, nevertheless you areā€¦ the hero of your story.

I am!

I’m the fire and the ice. I’m all sugar and the only spice. I am the confusion and also sense. Don’t fear me, I’m for defence. I am the noise and the silent word. I am the only wave in this tranquil world.