Indelible Musings

There is a sense of agony in my mind Trying to fathom the obvious I stumble upon memories That are not to be remembered. Driving me through those memories My mind wanders into another zone Where there is no grief, no sorrow Where there is only joy and smiles. I think harder, plunge deeper Deep into the zone which is unbelievable But in vain, as there is a void Before the zone, which takes me in. I had dared to overlook the void I had tried to trespass over it But in vain, as the void was clever It caught me off guard without a warning. Yet I emerge out of the void This time stronger than it imagined And as it tried pulling me in again I shunned it away Like there wouldn't come another day Like there wouldn't come another chance. Traversing my mind's path I see the zone which is unbelievable I move my hand to hold onto it Like a thin air, it holds my hand Takes me into the zone where there are no sorrows, only joy. It takes me deeper and deeper F...

I know its been long past the fifth day and I should have posted it before. But I couldn't manage earlier seriously and so I am a little later than never :) Day 5, Poem Five: I am your life Life isn't about what you have Life isn't about what you have not Life is all about living in the moment Life isn't about only sorrows and grief Life isn't about only happiness and need Life is all about coexisting Such is your life that you seldom find time Yet you behave like you have given all your time Time is important, for you and for me But don't make it look like  yours is more important than mine. Like you, I too am coexisting I may not be the happiest  I may not be the saddest  But what I am is your companion Longing for your belonging I want you to hold me within Like you hold you lover I am your life,  You exist because I do. Don't chide me away Like I am good for nothing Keep me in your spirits  Let yourself flow with time ...

There are days when you are low. There are days when you don't know how to keep up with all the good things happening with you. Then there are days when both the high and low come together and in the end, what you get is a fulfilled day. Today is one such day for me. I had been feeling very low since morning. Then came a lady to meet me and my son. This lady is someone I met for the first time today. Until today, we had exchanged only a few or rather quite a lot chat messages/whatsapp messages and a few phone calls after I was back in Chennai. In fact, she was the first to call me after I returned.  Isn't it strange how people you hardly know, make you feel special in their own little ways?  This lady, I call her aunty but I would prefer to address her as 'this lady' in my blogpost for now. We accidentally became friends on Facebook. She must be in her sixties but has a heart of Twenty something. She looks old but her enthusiasm, nature, always ready to help sp...

I have to confess. It's a tough deal to stay positive for a day, forget an entire month. I have been thinking everyday rather putting myself in the comfort zone and trying to be as positive and as cheery as possible. However, something or the other keeps cropping up and all my penchant for staying positive goes for a toss. I fail to understand why is it so tough to be positive everyday? Why can't we keep aside the negativity and move on? Why is it that if something wrong happens with us, we keep on to it forever and ever? We simply refuse to grow up, it seems. There's got to be something that drives us towards a positive outlook everyday. What could that be? It could be a warm hug, a gentle kiss, a cute smile, blooming flowers, so on and so forth. That's precisely what we should be looking for to have that zeal to carry on. As I write this post about being positive, my mind is playing a game with my heart. While the latter wants me to be positive, the previous has so...

Happy Children's Day to all! I know its a bit too late to wish now. But its better late than never. No? So, in my attempt to stay positive and keep calm, I am going to attempt my third poem in this post. Though the three days have been hardly anywhere close to being positive, I have at least tried being calm. It is as if no one around me likes me being positive or is it that they are jealous of me being positive? Who cares. Since, it being Children's Day, what better theme to choose for my third poem than the children themselves. Oh Lord, She's a girl She gasped for breath, Clutched the sheets,  "Push, Push" said the doctor She was breathing heavily Her noise was loud and clear; "Hold on, Hold on" said the doctor She was waiting for it to let go As she let it go, A loud cry freed her  from the labor pain, The doctor smiled, She faked a smile, The doctor held her little soul  cupped in his hands Her smile broadened  as she saw her ...

Niharika was late for school today. Unlike other days, she dozed off moments after her alarm went off. Her mother finally woke her up from her dreams and asked her to get ready as soon as possible. It was quarter to 7 and her school bus would be here any minute. She walked up to the dining table where her father was reading the day's newspaper. She stood for a while looking at her father, whose eyes were glued on the front page of a leading daily. Realising that he would never look up, unless she made a move, she coughed a little to distract her father's attention. "Yes, my darling. You aren't ready yet? Isn't your school bus about to arrive?," said Sanjay Rao, Niharika's father. "Daddy, I was thinking if you could drop me to school today? Please?" said Niharika making a puppy face. "Well, that would require some bribe." "No Daddy. Taking bribe is an offence. Mam told us." "Oh yes sweetheart, it is. But a sweet little...

It's that time of the year, when the entire India witnesses Autumn but our very own Madras (Chennai) has its share of monsoon. And, It's rained hell lot since yesterday. So much so that the schools were shut (same old story) and there was water everywhere (Nothing new here too). But amidst that rainy weather, like how rains usually lighten up your mood and brighten up your day, there were several of those winged wonders huddling on the parapet, the trees, the shades (wherever they could find it) and shutting themselves from everything around. I couldn't help but stare at them and how they moved to remove that one drop of water which probably had fallen on them while they flew from one tree to the other looking for a shade from the incessant drizzle. But still they showed no sign of distress, because they believed they were in safe haven.  Inspired by those winged wonders, who believed, is my second poem:  That bird on  the Peepal Tree Seven 'o' clo...

Are you wondering where is this coming from? Well, well, well, I am inspired. A bit too much. I started reading "The Secret" by Rhonda Byrne (okay now don't give that 'I-should-have-read-it-earlier kind of look). I am done with reading it. What have I derived? Positive vibes. So much so that I am inspired to write an entire blog post on it. Rather, I am inspired to 'Stay Positive'. Going by the kind of person I am, I thought of challenging myself a step further. Hence, I am going to definitely follow what I have been inspired to do. Not for a day, but for an entire month. Thirty Days. Period! What new am I going to do in these thirty days, I haven't yet thought about this. However, when a day of being positive can make me write this post. I wonder what can a month long of positive feel can make me do. I remember a friend of mine doing a month long culinary experiment on her blog during our Durga Puja festival. Now, my month long 'Stay Positive' ...

Let me confess. I have not read a single book by Devdutt Pattanaik. However, I have heard a lot, and when I say a lot, I literally mean 'a lot'. His books were on my list of "to-read" for quite some time now. Hence, when BlogAdda  announced that they had 25 copies of this book to be reviewed, I registered instantly. Knowing well that I am not used to read mythological books, I gave this book a try. I must admit, I don't regret reading it. So, here goes my review of the book. The book, 7 Secrets of the Goddess, is divided into seven chapters where each chapter talks about seven different goddesses- Gaia, Kali, Gauri, Durga, Lakshmi, Saraswathi and Vitthai.  The book starts off with Gaia, which seems to have been added to make the book more 'inclusive'. Gaia or the earth mother from Greek mythology, is represented as the primal female deity. The chapter then goes on to explain the various other mythologies and tribes across civilizations to show the impor...

I bury myself on the comforting sofa Trying to keep the lights dim But I realise that it's already dark As dark as the no moon night Now I want to keep the room lit Brighten it up with lamps and lights But however much I try This light eludes me It looks at me from a distance Laughs an evil laugh Speaks up just when I try to grab it "Didn't I tell you before? Keep me with you, I'll lighten up your world" I argue with it to come back to me I promise it to never let go But it has had its share I have plunged into the darkness, it says Have I really? I think I hear a cry as I think A cry loud enough to wake me up From my dreams As I open my eyes, I see only lights My room is lit bright Now, I laugh an evil laugh and say "There is light at the end of every tunnel"

Ravi Subramanian has managed to do something that till date no other author has been able to do to me- sit straight and finish a book in one go. Well, yes. I take quite some time before I manage to finish a book that too in one go. Moreover, if you have a five month old baby to take care of then finishing a book becomes quite a task.  Lets get down to the book now. The book begins with a discussion between two corporate honchos. After a year, the US Government is shaken by the Wikileaks exposure and Bitcoins come in to the picture. As you flip the pages, lots happen. An explosion kills a bureaucrat, a close aide of the US President; this leads FBI into a mad chase. Meanwhile, back in India, things are taking their own course; a prominent banker dies after slipping from the rooftop of a building in the middle of a party. A small gaming company, Indiscape run by Aditya Rao and his friend Sundeep gets on the world map after Varun, Aditya' long lost son, joins them and turns i...