Come Back…

via Daily Prompt: Betrayed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You entered my womb,

I carried you,

You entered the world

And I nurtured you,

You brought love and smiles,

And I learnt from you,

You were my joy and my life..

Just when I thought, all is well,

You left me high and dry and went far away,

Reaching for you and looking up in the sky,

I’ve forgotten to breathe, I’ve forgotten to live,

My throat is parched,

And I’ve exhausted my tears,

A few months gone by, I feel it’s years,

I feel betrayed, I feel isolated in the midst of people,

Come back, my dear child,

Teach me to breathe and teach me to live again.

 

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Twittering Tale #77 – 26 March 2018

Mrs Lynda, the head of the orphanage, quipped, Anita would go to her new home. Her new parents would be coming soon to complete the adoption formalities.

Little Anita, anxiously waited, looking at the stairway entrance, with bated breath, to meet her new parents for the first time.

 

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My God, My Talisman

via Daily Prompt: Talisman

I am the chosen one to be me,

I am the one worthy to be me,

No one, but me suited this being,

And I was given the chance to be me…

My life is a gift unto me.

My breath is a prayer unto Him,

My prayer is devotion unto Him,

My love is a feeling unto Him &

My feeling is love and surrender unto Him.

My experiences are solely mine,

My life occurrences , the intention of divine,

The divine power and strength is my Talisman,

Which gives me the power in life to go on and on.

 

 

 

The Invisible Thief…

via Daily Prompt: Invisible

When our mind is still

And totally at peace,

When our mind is tranquil

And we are in a state of bliss,

The sole invisible thought enters as a thief

And gains access into our mind,

Creates waves and ripples to play havoc within,

It robs us of our peace and state of bliss,

Leaves us with a thirst in our mental abyss,

Our mind longing for inner peace,

But alas, everything we try is amiss..

We long to belong,

To the invisible energy,

We again begin to work our way,

Through the countless thoughts,

Which are now seated in our mental bay,

We have to come to terms with reality

And live our life with renewed tenacity,

Till we find our mental peace,

By driving away the invisible thief !!

 

Looking beyond..

via Daily Prompt: Identical

I look into the mirror,

To see a figure of someone I know,

The face with a blemish, the cheek with a blush,

Same shades of grey, the heart with a scar,

The wrinkles in the skin, all similarly visible from near and far.

Searching and rummaging through the past,

Finding for something critical,

Scouring through the deep gorges,

Penetrating through every pore,

I look again into the mirror and see ahead,

To find a rare gem, which once shone bright,

With the grace of the divine light,

I reach the purest form of life beyond the physical,

I find my true self within, which is totally identical.

 

 

Journey of Motherhood

via Daily Prompt: Patience

Child birth requires immense forbearance,

Child rearing needs a lot of tolerance,

Being a mother necessitates persistence,

It’s a journey of long endurance.

Understanding, tenacity and perseverance,

Power, calmness, application and insistence,

Going hand in hand with resolve and diligence,

All of these describe motherhood and parenting competence,

A journey, which requires immense courage and patience  

Gist of life…

via Daily Prompt: Provoke

Creator creates creations,

Creation brings forth life,

Life rolls out situations,

Situations demand contemplation,

Contemplation awakens feelings,

Feelings instigate decisions,

Decisions provoke emotions,

Emotions necessitates action,

Action calls for reaction…

Thus, goes the order of day to day equations,

To sum up the gist of life’s transactions !!

Technology Brain drain?

via Daily Prompt: Suddenly

Until a few decades ago, life was simple and we thought :

Webs were for spiders,

Mouse was a rodent,

Windows were an opening in walls or vehicles.

Keyboards were for playing music,

Memory helped us retain stuff in the brain,

Chips were meant to be eaten,

Monitor would mind a class,

Boot was a shoe to be worn,

Bug was an insect,

Bite was small piece of food cut by our teeth,

Click was used for a click of a camera, and

Virus was an agent which we could not see through a naked eye.

Suddenly, there was a technology boom and all our little simple words, became tech savvy too…

From a simple life, we had to upgrade and hand over ourselves to the “little master”, who barged into every house, has changed the way we live life, and has modified our language and vocabulary to  to suit it’s needs…

We have all become like spiders, spreading our tentacles on the world wide ‘web’,

We hold the mouse to scroll up and down the ‘monitor’, operating on ‘windows’

We communicate endlessly by typing on a ‘keyboard’,

A ‘virus’ has become a piece of code which can be detrimental to the system,

‘Clicks’ have migrated to right, left or ‘double clicks’,

And we ‘boot’ the system to put it in to a state of readiness.

As a result, I see and experience a lot of “brain drain” in me and my counterparts all over the world today. We have all emigrated, our highly trained memory to the “little master”, entrusting it to secretly store our all important protected data.

We constantly give it shots of memory upgrade to retain it’s speed and take a back up of the “hard drive”, fearing a crash.

And then we often wonder, gosh, why is our memory failing us? Are there any exercises,  any medications to improve our fading memory ??

 

 

To the Wonderful Women Of the World…

Scattered like innumerable clouds all over the world,

Painting the beautiful sky with a different azure,

Blooming like beautiful flowers all over the world,

Creating the world with different roles & different hues,

Fighting different battles, losing some, defeated in some,

But I see you as the triumphant and victorious one,

Lessons to learn and courage to muster,

Playing varied roles of daughter, mother, wife & sister,

Oh ! Beautiful women around the world,

I salute you and to the joy of  womanhood !!

 

 

Fragile Friendship

“We are soul sisters”, Deepika, my close friend once told me. I was amazed at how two unknown people could become close and bond into a beautiful friendship. I was basking in the glory of the “soul sisters”.

We kept meeting often, sharing our thoughts, ups and downs and our journey from time to time. Our kids, her daughter and my little one, a few years apart, played together, off and on. My daughter, found it difficult to get along with her daughter, as her daughter was the more aggressive one. For some reason, her daughter, stopped coming to play and kids lost touch. My friend and I, met infrequently, as both our older kids were in higher grades..

Recently, my little one had her birthday party, in which she did not invite my friends daughter, as they were not playing together anymore.  It had been ages since they met, and also since they didn’t get along very well, I too didn’t insist that she invite her.

A few days back, my friend got to know about the party, and was quite upset with me for not inviting her daughter for the party. I tried to tell her, it’s better not to get involved in the matter of kids, as they have their own whims and fancies. It’s better we don’t involve ourselves and mar the bond of our friendship. I thought our friendship is sewn by a strong thread, which holds the fabric of our friendship in place. i was confident, it would not tear…

But it was not to be… My friend was unwilling to talk and settle things. Was feeling sad and was heartbroken for some time. Now slowly, I’m limping back to normal, getting present to the harsh realities of life ☹️