Books, Paper, and Pens


I have a Rumi Pocketbook in my desk, since more than two decades, and once upon a time it gave me much succour. That was before the age of the madness of devices. It moved around with me one house to another, packed in boxes. Then, it lay quietly in a drawer, waiting, holding words of wisdom in it’s bosom, until my 11-year old son retrieved it and asked if it was age-appropriate for him to read! My heart overflowed with joy!

It is important to have books in the house – hardcovers, paperbacks; diaries, 📒 notebooks and stationery – little treasures, waiting to be discovered. Let your children unearth the bounty, find solace and refuge in the power of the written word. My son writes in his little Harry Potter themed journal or blogs only after jotting down ideas in a notebook. He loves glitter pens and gel pens, and no batch of bookmarks🔖 or post-it notes are ever enough. We share our love for stationery and to his credit I have introduced him to the indulgence. I blogged about this earlier also.

I am giddy with excitement. I cannot wait to introduce him to the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam and the masterful works of Kahlil Gibran. Specially, the latter that gave me so much support and strength in difficult times of my youth.

I discovered so many books at discount rates, strolling down streets, looking at colorful displays on rickety tables by the roadside. Buying a book and bringing it home, to snuggle in bed and read gave a sense of accomplishment, of fulfillment. Those were the days when the eyes were not blinded by artificial white glares. Those were the days when the mind was still open to discovery, untarnished by the need to engage in mindless and useless online debates. Books were bought with care and cherished; not hoarded into digital spaces because someone recommended the next best-seller. Reading was not competition; it was relaxation.

Today, my son does not appreciate free verse because Grammarly does not give the writing a full score. He is too young to understand metaphysical and spiritual concepts, the yearning and the response of the poets, but now he has set his eyes on these books and recognized these writers, he will reach out to them again and again.

This will, however, take some time. I am sure of that. Because, right now he is absolutely engrossed in the Captain Underpants series! I will patiently wait for Rumi, Gibran, and others to enter his life and give him solace.

Published by Aneesha Shewani

I am just ME … a soul streaming across constellations, over eons of turbulent changes and tranquil noises, perturbed by the visions that engulf me and ruffled by the oft complacence that challenges the change. Yet, I must travel further across the galaxies, in search of the ultimate metamorphosis. Until then, I sojourn in this life, engrossed in my earthly callings of a wife, mother, professional, writer, dreamer, and seeker. On this blog you will find a spectrum of fiction, poetry, reviews, thoughts, snippets, inspiration, experiences, voices, concerns, excerpts, and everything that the soul has gathered in her fold, over years of reading, searching, finding, losing, and discovering. I regularly indulge in various creative pursuits, like crochet, experimental cooking, reading, and writing, and I hold a managerial/editorial role in a financial services organization with a global footprint. For a long time, social media hijacked my personal writing space, as I was sharing more on Facebook and writing Tweet-sized poetry on Twitter. Social media is instant but temporary gratification. Ultimately, a writer needs their own space, and personal blogging provides that space. I had started a blog more than a decade ago but all things need to be infused with new life, emerge in a new avatar, and so it is with my new blog space. Let your love and encouragement pour into Blue Pen Strokes. Check out Aneesha Shewani (@felinemusings) 

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