A furlough…

It’s been a long time…

At the dawn of my withdrawal, I missed this place and with every chance, I wandered over here.

Slowly, with life happening, I could not catch up which sadly and steadily culminated in the absolute negligence of this wonderful nook in my life…

Then when I was ready to come to tell stories, there crept a strange unfamiliarity with the flow of words, as though they fail to get written in here…

I abandoned my journey for quite some time as it felt distant and unresponsive…and the place where I enjoyed felt like a strained relationship with myself…

Today, after a long hiatus, I somehow mustered up the courage to just start…

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Amorphous

 

That careless laughter

That deep talks after drinks

That hymn of your heartbeats

That long reckless drives

That shared daydreams and nightmares

Yet,

That you are hidden deep in my soul

That like an amorphous, volatile memory!!

 

Fragrance

 

“Though I have spent an epoch of my life being in love with you, I envisage that nothing has changed even the fragrance that deluges the seams of air, whispered the droplets of rain as she made love to the parched earth with all her vigour and passion.”

In response to Daily Prompt: Fragrance

“Yellow”

“What’s your name ?”.There comes the first question to my toddler as soon as she encounters our neighboring aunties.

“Such a lovely name.Who gave you the name ? Mama or Pappa”. – Next question comes faster than bullets and sometimes even without acknowledging my child’s answer.

Tell me whats your mama’s name ? where does she work?” – Okay, now my child looks at me with the deep stare as if  “are-u-going-to-save-me ?”.

Before even I could help her with the answer, the neighbors and well wishers tell me that my child has some kind of delay as compared to the child next door who is also of the same age but much smarter.I was awestruck at how quick their thinking is and also about their conclusions.

Yet, without any sign of stopping, they continue with the questions and this time it was on colors.My neighbour aunty pointing to her hair asked N,

“Tell me what is this.What is its color ?” – My girl replied that it’s black!

She then pointed to her teeth and asked, “Tell me what is this color ?”. My girl promptly replied “Yellow” and went back playing.

I couldn’t hold my laughter and my neighbor was turning beet red with embarrassment.And she never bothered to ask another question to my child ever 🙂

 

 

Monday Blues!!

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There comes a crisis in our life and boom, we simply stop and stare as if there is no one else is unluckier than us in this whole world.We deeply feel as if life had been very unkind to us.And we conveniently forget that we have a choice on how to respond to any situation in our life.

Once we realize that we still have the same set of colors with us, albeit a little broken here and there must not deter our life or our choices. Our choices are little supernovae of ourselves when we had the courage to trust, believe in one!!