Change is the only constant in life, and who can tell it better than leaves! The little leaf in its budwas wary to show its green.Rest of the crop egged it onto show its lovely sheen.Softly, slowly she came outto face the warm Sun.Others too began to sproutand a new life had begun. As the…
Happy Mother’s Day to Me!
Nineteen years back at the stroke of 15:oo hours Abhay and I entered the maternity home. We both were super excited as this trip was going to be the culmination of nine months of one adventure and the beginning of another. Eighteen minutes later, I was shown a little baby who stared intently at me…
Random Thoughts! #1
There are times when one gets a random thought which does not qualify to be a full fledged post but does feel worth sharing. Life is a great teacherand I’m happy to learnfrom each setbackbut sometimes I do wishthat I were not born,so ignorant!
How are you?
“How are you?”, asked mom dad.Do you have enough? Are you well fed?Oh yes! Don’t you worry, the larder’s full and am having chicken curry.“How are you?”, asked my sis and my bro.Do you have enough? Want us to send some dough?Oh I’m good! Don’t you worry,work is good and I have to hurry.“How are…
Thoughts as They Flow
The best thing about teaching is that you keep getting great ideas being with kids. Luckily, I come in the acceptable teacher category and hence children come and confide in me their thoughts and ideas. Now if you have a son who only speaks of making games and pop culture references, I have to know…
Leaving A Legacy!
Everyone’s aware of the Jewish story of ‘The Old Man and The Fig Tree’ from the Talmud. Here’s a short poetic take on the same.Check ‘The Little Green’, another poem on nature at: https://soansrezones.home.blog/2020/05/19/the-little-green/
The True Me?
Sometimes I wonder if I really know myself, especially when questions like these plague me.
The Bangalore Bus Saga
Recently I got a like from a fellow blogger on one of my posts. Now as is the human nature, I went to explore his blog. He is a traveller who has been to many countries around the globe and chronicles his experiences on his blog. Being an Indian it was imperative that I go…
They!
I remember them perfectly, they were the cutest couple in the neighborhood. The boy was tall, dark and handsome. He had the looks to kill and she was just the opposite, plain, plump and short but very fair. And that is where their dissimilarities ended. They both had twinkling eyes and lips almost always curved…
Winds Of Destruction!
Another of my poem.
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