For readers’ comments, click HERE for the blog’s previous version. Prologue As you can see I am blogging daily now, at least am trying to do so for a week-long challenge at Write Tribe. Though I generally prefer to write at my own pace, I have learned that once in a while participating in… Continue reading De-cluttering on My Mind
To see readers’ comments on this post, click HERE for its previous version. There is something about spending a few weeks in your hometown, not really doing much but just being in the home where you came of age, where you lived for about 18 years and which was always your go-to place even after… Continue reading Of Homesickness, Hemant Kumar & Geeta Dutt
They suggested I should write about writing. Writing, in this moment, means only one thing – to express what fills my heart. ***** It has been more than 10 months. Soon it will be a year. Her presence is everywhere, in each corner of this home. Her presence will be till the home remains. But… Continue reading Because I Must…
For readers’ comments, click HERE for the blog’s previous version. “Hello Miracle, my old friend. So good to see you! Long time, where had you been hiding?” “Hello there! I suppose I could say I was just hibernating, taking it easy, you know! How have you been? I see you look quite hale and hearty,… Continue reading Hello, It’s a Miracle!
So many observations. So many thoughts clouding the mind, so much churning in this thing we commonly speak of as heart. About life and its pressures, aging and mortality, family, relationships and their impermanence. About expectations and frustrations, silences and unspoken words, words and why we need them, or not. About love that is human… Continue reading A Personal Kind of Post, and With Gratitude
Cushions. Check. Colour. Check. Wall-art. Check. Pizzazz. Check. Midnight. Even the most inviting divan couldn’t do it. Her monkey-mind kept running over many details. Her tired body, aching knees, sore back….all were craving for rest. But she was too restless. And then the music began… Three days later, their dream-home was almost all set. Back… Continue reading From Those Other Worlds
For readers’ comments, click HERE for the blog’s previous version. Today on this World Environment Day, I certainly feel rich! I feel rich when I see the beauty and blessings of Mother Nature in my little garden. Today I remember the little sapling of Rangoon Creeper that we had planted in a little corner of… Continue reading Do I Feel Rich Today?
Source I have been away for months. Time now to face the empty home. Without her. Alone after half a century, with lifetime of memories. The walls, the rooms shall speak loudly of last year, of her battle with the disease and her going. Sadness, anxiety, pain, worry, fear… yes, all these but… Continue reading Slowly, with Time
I admit it. Patience is not something that comes easily to me. No, I should be more honest. I am quite impatient. But I value very much the quality of patience and would like to become more patient. Ever since moving into this house two and a half years ago, I have found a very… Continue reading A Fragrant Lesson in Patience
1 – Devi with the Ivy “A garden without its statue is like a sentence without its verb.” ~ Joseph W. Beach My little nephew, who is almost two years now, likes to speak in sentences without much use of verbs. That’s okay for a baby. Even okay for casual speech or writing by… Continue reading Verb in the Garden
To see readers’ comments on this post, click HERE for its previous version. Photo by Hengki Koentjoro Sometimes a song just stays with you, lingers on, in your memory, in your thought…perhaps for no particular reason, perhaps for some reason that you may not be fully aware of, or perhaps simply because it does! This… Continue reading Come Home, with Pancham
This post was re-published in Writer’s E-zine Ma in my home, Diwali 2013 (Photo by Suhas Mehra) It has been exactly a month. Exactly a month ago she was sitting at the same place where she sits today – this spot at the Bangalore airport, waiting for her next flight. Then too, like today, she… Continue reading Home Revisited, Twice in a Month