My son and I have much in common – from our introvert temperament to love for reading and writing. Last summer during a long Covid19 lockdown in India, which was labelled by some media houses as one of the toughest, my son asked me about blogging. I explained it was an online journal, diary, orContinue reading “Nurturing a Young Blogger and Reader”
My mind melts, like ice on sherbetUnder a pink moon, in a summer glazeA resolve that breaksA resilience that failsPoison on the rocksTrickling into nooksGolden liquid, crimson tearsSoothing with shallow intoxicationPain of the mind, not of the soul!
An Exercise in Self-Indulgence or a Supremely Intellectual Modern Satire While going through a spate of reading mythological literature and fiction, I came across Amazon’s recommendation to read Shashi Tharoor’s The Great Indian Novel. Curiosity made me purchase the novel and few pages into the book I was recommending it to all readers with similar bookContinue reading “Book Review: The Great Indian Novel”
I am wandering, wonderingHow to balance lifeTo surrender or striveTo capture the momentOr let the memories fly by!In the space between thoughtsWhere I often feel lostI am seeking answersTo saunter, gallop, or stop?
Sublime requestsOf my creative mindOverturned by demandsOf a cerebral strife.Shackled to cubicles,Paints and brushesPaper and inkYarn and hooksPainfully exchangedFor butter and bread.Amusing musingsGarrulous silenceThoughts playingHide and seek inMy restive mindWanting to break freeOf the daily grind.Unfinished pages nowBrittle and yellowMocking blank canvasWaiting for a splatterOf pictures and words.My mind is whereI left the crochet hookAnContinue reading “Daily Grind”
Mothering a Muslim by Nazia Erum is an important book in our times. As the world embraces Islamophobia in daily rhetoric and our own nation walks a thin line of communal irrationality, Muslims are increasingly living threatened lives. The fear embeds in the minds and hearts of mothers, who face simple but difficult choices evenContinue reading “Book Review: Understanding Bullying on Religious Lines”
Time after timeI return to the gladeOf joyous thoughtscapeSilver dandelionGolden sunraysAroma of a picnic lunchLove notes in the basketIn windswept lettersOn fragile paperGossamer storiesOf loving, leaving, longingBlowing in the breezeWith yellow petalsWrinkled memories
Rescue me fromThe web of cerebrationCrushing my innardsClutching my heartMaddening my soulWith another boutOf stifling anxiety!Thoughts growingLike tendrils within meSqueezing, squishingBody, spirit, inside outSquirming in my brainTwisted imaginationTriggering a volcanoOf anguish fear, guiltThe demons they win;Primeval joy, lost in the din!
Time for strawberry mojitosMulberry plucked from treesPalash flowers and tomatoesAblaze with red so deepLavender teas, minty greensBrown delight of cold coffeesSweet fruits of labor, nowTangy orange preservesThe sun seeping in nectarTo return from slumberWith full force of summerUntil then let me swingIn the silver hammockWherever the wind swaysAn open book, still unreadAs sparrows make acquaintanceAbuzzContinue reading “Spring in the Air”