Traveling unrestrainedThe vast wildernessFloating on cloudsMaking mistakesCapturing the blissOf throwing careTo the whistling winds!All our messy livesSeeking happiness!Failing to beholdNature that throbsWith the powerOf just being!
This week, I was on a fascinating journey in New Orleans of the 19th century, with a Creole girl and her Gift. The coming-of-age story of 15-year-old Gabrielle starts from a devastating flood in her hometown of Buras and ends in a New Orleans home.
This entire mental conversation was taxing because it was one-sided. She wanted to know why they were together and why they parted – and because he was the one who took both the decisions – why did he do it? She could concoct her own answers, place her own argument but she wanted to hear his story.
Did the strings breakOr the melody die outWere they so complexThe words and the sounds?Composing emotionsDid you fall into the trapOf raking up memoriesKept under a wrap?Now here’s a whimperThere a mad laughterGrief from the pastRises in dark spectre!
The book has good font size, smooth language, and dives into anecdotes and information from history, art, and architecture. A great memory refresher for adults with a few new facts and a wonderful book to make the children interested in our rich history, monuments, and the wonders of ancient times! I recommend this book for 10 years and above readers and even as a bedtime read for younger children.
Gulmohar trees swayingIn the summer heatTawny branches burstingWith fiery flowers,Crimson petals carpetingThe gray gravel roadGleefully picked upFor sword fightsWith tender stamens;The tiny tip breaking freeIn innocent gamesLosers none, all winners be!Green sepals becomeFake nails in child’s playIt is all beautiful, speckledLike colors of tomorrow!A burst of tanginessTingling the soul,Children head homeChewing sepals, petals;Just a flower,Continue reading “Gulmohar”
Take me to apple orchards,For walks in lavender fieldsShow me colors so idyllicMake me forget darknessOn the road and in my destiny!Adorn me with terracotta jewelsTrinkets of clay, as sublime, fragileAs my soul that will discardAll that seems so precious today!
This is also highlihted in Susan Cain’s book, Quiet, where she says that modern boardrooms should leverage the strengths of introverts, including complex problem solving, deep thinking and strategizing. Interestingly, in the first few pages the author narrates an incident where the introvert had to do the hard-sell talk and negotiate. It is not that introverts cannot talk; it is not that they are shy; they are observant, they are unassuming, and they are great listeners.
Let me now observeOngoings of our worldHas it gone insaneOr sloshed with disdain?How has it replacedAll the love with hate!When friends are foesFor opinions they spokeDo we bury the voicesOr risk being trolled?When men are up in armsDo we cower or take a chance,To make amends, to call outThe lies and cover upsThe slyness andContinue reading “Trolled”
Frenetic winds of chaosBlowing in our faceAn ever-growing frenzyThrowing us in a dazeStunned, a few wonderAt this tempest of hate;Where did we learn toSpeak in tongues falseWrite in crooked waysWhen did we go silentAnd chose to turn away?Is there hope stillFor truth and trust,To recover our lexicon,Or all is lost in this storm?