tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55104881758436452352024-03-28T20:29:33.835-07:00The Balancing Actsoulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.comBlogger263125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-26281040645629752692024-03-27T23:27:00.000-07:002024-03-27T23:27:01.390-07:00Line__________<p> Lines that run deep on the palms</p><p>crisscrossing and running into mazes</p><p>are you not in sync with the universe,</p><p>the manifestations, the affirmations</p><p>Stars that shine bright on night sky</p><p>planets that bring fortunes and heights</p><p>bringing light and lies</p><p><br /></p><p>Lines that run deep on the palms</p><p>should you be read </p><p>or the lines on the brow </p><p>the crevices on the heart</p><p>the wounds married to salt</p><p>are you not in sync with life's pages</p><p>springing up deep gorges and valleys</p><p>black clouds and thunderstorms</p><p>Lines that run deep on the palms !</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-16651505842490695512024-02-15T04:52:00.000-08:002024-02-15T04:52:12.803-08:00my little cottage<p>The little cottage nestled on the foot of rolling hills</p><p>green patch with white picket fencings</p><p>adorning the cozy nook with lacy frills</p><p>colorful sidewalks spattered with white and pink daisies</p><p>quaint table with four cane chairs</p><p>under the tree laden with oranges blooming</p><p>fragrant blossoms drowning all the cares</p><p>amidst the calming silhouette of hills looming</p><p><br /></p><p>living the life of dreams every day...</p><p>In the little cottage nestled on foot of rolling hills</p><p><br /></p><p>misty fog flowing on beautiful mornings</p><p>with books to read and songs to sing</p><p>long lazy days with crochet cardigans to knit</p><p>little fireplace and warm rugs to sit</p><p>a lovely lantern hanging above the blue door </p><p> entwined with beaming bougainvillea vine</p><p>amidst dreamy nights oozing stardust shine...</p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-29160503566712884992023-12-29T02:13:00.000-08:002023-12-29T02:13:12.017-08:00Happy New Year 2024!<p style="text-align: justify;"> Another year is about to say good bye to us , a year which was like none other. A year which will forever be etched in my memory.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I lost.. in so many ways. I gained but do not know wholly and finally about it yet. Amidst this hide and seek game of counting good years and bad years I have almost crossed half a life time. </p><p style="text-align: justify;"> Hoping for love, happiness, blessings, prosperity and above all peace for me and my family in the coming year 2024!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Wishing each one of you who is reading this post a fabulous, happy and absolutely amazingly miraculously blessed year 2024!</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Happy New Year!!!</p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-3547100661896315452023-08-01T03:51:00.002-07:002023-08-01T03:51:43.054-07:00just like that you flew my nest!<p>just like that you flew my nest</p><p>your little nick knacks sit heavy on my chest</p><p> your side of the book shelf </p><p>looks all tidy and empty</p><p>tugging hard at my heart strings </p><p>all those outfits you left behind</p><p>sits pretty like a set of colourful feathers</p><p>bringing tears to my dry eyes</p><p>the almirah is all in order !</p><p>but i miss all the chaos</p><p>the peals of laughter and chit chat</p><p>the noise that came from your room</p><p>all is silent now</p><p>only your sister sits there</p><p>missing you every minute </p><p>once in a while she glances at me</p><p>with eyes full of sorrow</p><p>her heart brimming with stories</p><p>and talks to share with you</p><p>missing you every nook and every corner</p><p>you took a part of us and our hearts with you</p><p>we wait excitedly for your calls</p><p>I long to touch you through the thin phone wall</p><p>I long to feed you with my hands</p><p>to your hearts content</p><p>to your souls solace</p><p>to hold you close and sleep with you</p><p>feeling your head on my shoulder</p><p>once again cradling you like the baby you were</p><p>daughter , I miss your smiles</p><p>your arguments, your chats</p><p>even your indifferent moods</p><p>the wait is longer now</p><p>its my turn to wait now</p><p>for you to turn into the soaring sun </p><p>and be the calming moon</p><p>be everything you ever wanted in life</p><p>my eyes shining with pride like twinkling stars</p><p>reveling forever in your blooming success</p><p>yet the empty nest </p><p>and your little nick knacks sits heavy on my chest!</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-89506481196891476272023-05-05T03:22:00.002-07:002023-05-15T03:01:22.014-07:00A Heartfelt Prayer!<div style="text-align: justify;">This year is only 4 months old and it has already knocked me out not once but twice. This February 26th my Father breathed his last, though I was struggling with his cancer treatment since February '22 and knew that sooner or later he shall leave, but when the moment came, sooner than I expected, it was nothing like what I had ever expected. Ours was not a typical Father daughter relationship, It was just hanging on threads of responsibility, compassion and the fact that he brought me into this world, even then the vacum and grief which overwhelmed me on his passing just left me shocked.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I had not even recovered from it fully and it was not even 2 months since my father passed that on this April 23rd my Father in law, who was actually my Father in many ways, who was the person who showed me the real meaning of a Father's love and how to bring up your kids selflessly passed away just like that, one moment he was there and the next he just vanished. The fact that we got him here from Kerala only 10 days back for treatment and that his diagnosis was not even complete and that he just celebrated his birthday one day prior just added fuel to the fire of grief and anger and confusion which has engulfed me. The fact that the onlookers, the relatives, the so called well wishers do not in any which way understand my tears and grief just because I am a daughter in law and not someone connected to him by blood and that my grief is looked into curiously and with doubts by all and sundry makes things absolutely difficult, raw and intense for me.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Handling two deaths in a matter of 2 months has literally, physically and emotionally drained me completely and I have no idea how to charge my self back up. On top of it I am on the verge of empty nest as my elder one will be moving into a different city for higher studies and that I am also on the verge of some professional changes after almost 2 decades is too many changes happening too fast in life. Apart from that my Mother would also be leaving city sooner or later to join my sister in another city, just the thought that now I shall not able to meet her at the drop of a hat (she lived close by for almost 20 years, just 5 minutes away) wrenches my heart. Even now when she is with my Aunt in the same city though a few kilometers away, when I pass through the place where my mothers house is situated and the tree under which my Father used to constantly be seen along with his oldy friends just makes me feel hollow and empty and cold. Sometimes I am unable to make sense of the feelings that rises and crashes like waves inside my heart and the most unexplained is the numbness which creeps in unexpectedly and refuses to leave.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It is important for me to shake off these emotions and feelings and I am trying everything for that. I decided to put this here so tha I am writing it down and it gets out of my system, it gets poured on to these pages and then somehow unburdens me from the weight of this heaviness that constantly sits on my chest. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now finally, I am putting this request on to the Universe and the higher power out there to please be kind to me and my loved ones. I am sending this thought and intention with a heartfelt prayer to let the rest of the year be better and positive and full of light. Let the souls who passed away shower their blessings on me and my family and let a brighter and kinder life dawn upon us.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Let the shroud of endings and grief give way to umbrella of love and happiness and new beginnings to me and my loved ones, my family ! Amen.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-28637755548354929102023-02-15T22:34:00.000-08:002023-02-15T22:34:59.445-08:00crushed sandalwood<p><span style="font-family: Lato;"> The leaf that fell through time</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">on to the salty tears</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">smelled like rose and tasted like lime</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">the embers of soaring dreams</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">that fell on the curling lashes</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">smelled like jasmine and felt like ice</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">the moments borrowed from someones life</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">that fell through the fire of love and longing</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">on to the damp heart</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">smelled like crushed sandalwood</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">and felt like roaring sea</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">the moment of truth that fell through the time</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">on to the stagnant life</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lato;">smelled like wet earth and felt like a long, cold night....</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-66985343687510542272023-01-12T20:41:00.000-08:002023-01-12T20:41:57.948-08:00Happy birthday my love..<p><span style="font-family: arial;">Time just flew by</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">leaving me wide eyed</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">its like you were born just yesterday</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">so tiny, so beautiful</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">and today we celebrate your 21st birthday</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">I wish you live long, love a lot and laugh through a beautiful life</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">my love for you is like a deep ocean</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">with no beginning, no end and so deep that</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">even I am unaware of its depth</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">now that you are on the verge of flying away</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">my heart breaks at the thought</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">but it also swells with pride...</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">that you will be this strong, independent, successful woman</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">who will shine through out her life</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">I love you so much my dear daughter</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">wishing you love, happiness and blessings to you on your birthday and forever....</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-12148544573109542532022-12-23T02:55:00.000-08:002022-12-23T02:55:02.777-08:00Wishing you all a Happy New Year 2023 <p><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;">I almost gave up the idea to post this customoray New Year wish, because the bologsphere is almost barren now. I am talking of the blogosphere which was there when we started off around a decade back, well I digress, this is supposed to be a New Year post.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Well, Just hoping hard and praying harder for a virus free year. We almost made it without it for few months and lo and behold, there it is again. I can't bear to think of those times, so will not go there.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am just wanting to have a simple, peaceful, stress free year. A year where I can really practise leaving the worry about future way behind and just savour today,the present, however sour or sweet it is. It really seems like a super power not to dwell on the past and worry about future, at least to me it looks like one.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Not going the New Year resolutions way also , because been there, done that! Nah! it doesn't work for me. I hope it works for you, go for whatever works for you to bring the cheer on this year !</p><p style="text-align: justify;">With lots of love and prayer for all of you who still visit here or is visiting even for the first time, for a beautiful, blessed, healthy, lovely and love filled Happy New Year 2023. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">God bless and Take care my friends..</p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-79719480557971059212022-11-22T22:21:00.000-08:002022-11-22T22:21:48.207-08:00can i ask you to not go that way?<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>This ocean that I see inside you</div><div>once it submerged my heart too</div><div>That sand under your feet </div><div>which feels warm and looks neat</div><div>in a split second that can give away</div><div>Can I ask you to not go that way?</div><div><br /></div><div>castles that you build on the seashore</div><div>they are doomed to drown for sure</div><div>cool breeze of dawn and golden light</div><div>masks the crawlers of midnight</div><div>their painful sting can take your life away</div><div>Can I ask you to not go that way?</div><div><br /></div><div>The tall coconut trees ashore gives no shade</div><div>even this fuzzy feeling shall fade</div><div>moonlight might still wane</div><div>bringing along heartbreak insane</div><div>only shadows of memories will stay</div><div>Can I ask you to not go that way?</div><div><br /></div><div>long walks , music and chitchats</div><div>all those letters and knickknacks</div><div>which now light up your eyes </div><div>might all then look like lies</div><div>then be strong and just pray?</div><div>Can I ask you to not go that way?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-45531234127470418372022-11-08T23:29:00.001-08:002022-11-09T00:16:11.440-08:00But nothing comes to rescue..<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">When I look around<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">nothing is there </span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"> only the urge to write</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">just to feel light</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">also the need to breathe</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">long, shaky breaths</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">though i just can not</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I try to signal my distress</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">but nothing comes to rescue</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">when I look around </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">nothing is there</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">only miles of deserted road</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">flanked by nothing again</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">only grey polluted air</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">that claws at the lungs</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">i try to gasp, call for help</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">but nothing comes to rescue</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">When I look around</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">nothing is there</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">only the air thickens </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">gags the throat </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">waters the eye</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">so does my mind</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">attack my heart</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">i try to heal, looking for help</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">but nothing comes to rescue</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">When I look around</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">nothing is there</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">not this life,not any lives</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">neither love nor hate</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">only the shroud of thoughts</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">darkens the eye</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">dampens the face</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">stops the heart </span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">my soul calls for help</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">tries to break free</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">but nothing comes to rescue</span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div></div>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-85712897763566525442022-10-03T01:29:00.002-07:002022-10-03T01:29:31.150-07:00I mixed it up all<p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: helvetica;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I mixed it up all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">colours orange, red , green, blue, them all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">thought of creating a beautiful rainbow</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">but all i came up with was a messy wall, unlike all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I mixed it up all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">struggles, dreams, hardwork, them all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">thought of becoming this gritty girl</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">but all i became was a defeated warrior, unlike all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I mixed it up all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">emotions, mistakes, yearnings them all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">thought of writing a touching story</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">but all i came up with was a tale of self pity, unlike all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I mixed it up all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">motherhood, love, sacrifices them all</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">thought of becoming a loved soul</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">but all i had become was a miserable soul, unlike all</span></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-60460273312459762292022-06-13T03:19:00.001-07:002022-06-13T03:19:58.356-07:00sun kissed bright days!<p><br /></p><p> The long, graceful vine tendrils</p><p>slowly, sweetly tightened its grip</p><p>jagged breath and blue lip</p><p>clinged on to betraying fragrant tendrils</p><p><br /></p><p>pearls of foggy love clouded along</p><p>slowly, hardened feelings feigned sorrow</p><p> closed the chapter for a better tomorrow</p><p>then smothered the tears gathering along</p><p><br /></p><p>Long steps melted into cold days</p><p>slowly, devoid of warmth of hugs</p><p>naked toes trembled on tattered rugs</p><p> desperately seeking sun kissed bright days</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-25179085069526144092022-05-24T00:01:00.002-07:002022-05-24T00:01:29.143-07:00waning courage <p> splashes of ice cold water </p><p>jolted frayed nerves out of the trance</p><p>deep hollow eyes darkened with lack of sleep</p><p>lines and crowfeet running deep </p><p>thinning hair and waning courage</p><p>are these the signs of a crumbling mirage</p><p>fumbling around with octopus hands</p><p>clinging on to strands of smile,</p><p>words, jumbled and crumpled,</p><p>lightning of laughter, mayflowers from overcast memory,</p><p>leaning on loaded love with promise of unknow future</p><p>fate, destiny or just wrong decisions</p><p>karma of several lives</p><p>emotions boil up and down like </p><p>the seams of a thirsty river</p><p>flowing silently in anticipation of rain</p><p>to just uproot all shoots of the pain....</p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-18098426424654370352022-04-19T22:08:00.000-07:002022-04-19T22:08:17.869-07:00Empty nestThe scorching, tearing pain <div>that I went through was not in vain<div>The moment I saw your curly eyelashes and soft face</div><div>That was the beginning of my life's new phase</div><div><br /></div><div>Your first steps and babbles</div><div>I still remember our little squabbles</div><div>you were a quiet but happy child</div><div>happy with a sweet, happy on a slide</div><div><br /></div><div>falling from the cycle and running in the parks</div><div>waiting for mamma to hug you for those superb marks</div><div>when did it all disappear and you grew up to be a beauty</div><div>Suddenly i was reminded of all my mom duty</div><div><br /></div><div>Look how the days just passed by</div><div>you out grew my lap and the lullaby</div><div>you are all ready to fly away soon</div><div>may you achieve the sun and the moon</div><div><br /></div><div>The sound of your peals of laughter</div><div>our long nights and your incessant chatter</div><div>I will miss you each time I pass by your room</div><div>you are so precious you are no less than an heirloom</div><div><br /></div><div>Go touch the horizon and conquer the sky </div><div>In case you ever want rest and to come by</div><div>You will find me right here baby , waiting by the door</div><div>your mamma with heart full of happiness and talks galore</div><div><br /></div><div>It feels as if my heart will explode into shards</div><div>but the thought of you winning all those stars</div><div>makes me stop my tears and just smile warmly</div><div>daughter, you make us all so proud, the entire family</div><div><br /></div><div>This empty nest will always wait for you</div><div>This house and my heart will always miss you</div><div>Fly away my daughter, to fame, to success and glory</div><div>your mother will forever be here, waiting for you with a song and a soiree</div><div><br /></div><div>I will forever love you to the moon and back....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-54479676863130938512022-04-06T03:20:00.004-07:002022-04-06T03:24:58.419-07:00Lotus feet<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Marigolds showered on your Lotus feet</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">gleams gold and orange colors infinite</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">pools of kindness that shine in your eyes</span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;">calm my frayed nerves like drizzles of ice</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">your beautiful flutes soul stirring tune</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">is akin to soothing hues of moon</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">fragrant butter and cool milk platter</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">is offered to you amidst chaos and clatter</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It rains hope, love and peace on my heart</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">erases each of my pain and all the hurt</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">envelopes me in a fog of serenity</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I am indebted forever to your divinity</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><h2 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;">do not vanish in between, leaving me alone</span></h2><p><span style="font-size: medium;">grappling with life's turns unknown</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">please hold my hand and show the way</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">or to your abode just take me away ....</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-63666971475464561552022-01-12T19:13:00.001-08:002022-01-12T19:13:07.277-08:00Happy Twentieth Birthday My love....<p><br /></p><p>Like glistening pure pearls on a silk thread</p><p>may happiness shower on you with slivers of shiny yellow and red</p><p>You shall surely pass this phase</p><p>with flying colors and heaps of praise</p><p>you will travel the world and will dabble in prose</p><p>your poems are fragrant as a sun kissed rose</p><p>your outfits shall be the talk of the town</p><p>and your humour is your diamond crown</p><p>these difficult days shall pass soon</p><p>and your life will shine like a moon</p><p>beautiful, inspiring and so whole </p><p>I love you like an unseen part of my soul</p><p>On your birthday I wish you luck, happiness and love</p><p> like the wings of a pristine dove</p><p>May you get wings to fly </p><p>May you conquer the sky</p><p>Just pin this thought on to your heart</p><p>that Mama shall be here with love in her heart</p><p>blessings on her lips and pride in her eyes</p><p>Till the time she is around </p><p>and then like a guardian angel beyond</p><p>How much you are loved , you may never know</p><p>But its a promise that you shall be forever cherished and loved </p><p><br /></p><p>Happy twentieth birthday my love</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-37857313395665489632021-12-31T01:57:00.002-08:002021-12-31T01:57:38.018-08:00Happy New Year 2022 to everyone<p><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> A couple of days ago I started writing the customary New year post. I could not finish it because what I went through in 2021 is equivalent to a life time of experience. I just could not complete what I started , I choked with emotions twice in between, then I thought let this be in my drafts post, I do not want to put this energy out on the internet and does not want it to vibrate. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">May be I am not making any sense, well, understandably so. All I can say to sum up this year is I am grateful that I am alive and my family is alive and is healthy. With the covid cases again surging all around , I am scared beyond words and I just pray earnestly and whole heartedly to God Almighty to get all of us out from this terrible, terrible times of our life.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">I wish all of you, all the humans out there, every one who reads this or not to be blessed with good health and happiness in the coming year and beyond. Let us be just grateful for being alive and being in good health, let us be grateful for our family, our parents, our spouses, our children, siblings, colleagues, friends every one and especially for the air we breathe. Just ,just live and let live and pray and take care.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Happy 2022 to the world, to the earth and to all of us.</p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-26119257026273707462021-08-24T03:12:00.000-07:002021-08-24T03:12:55.539-07:00Trail of stardust<p> some fragrant flowers are pressed in the pages of my scrapbook</p><p>once in a while I look at it with my inner eyes</p><p>not having the courage to touch it with my hands</p><p>whilst the dust soils my heart</p><p>those mesmerizing days had left a trail of stardust</p><p>for few moments it lit my pathways with rose gold</p><p>the flutter of butterflies inside me</p><p>flew around my sweet smelling straight dark hair</p><p>only to fly out and never come back</p><p>these dreams that seems unreal</p><p>that may not have been mine either</p><p>rainbow orbs danced in front of me</p><p>without the promise to belong </p><p>just to look, feel and yearn</p><p>now as the clock turns and tires</p><p>a dark cave with a blue river outside</p><p>snowclad mountains and rolling pastures</p><p>and a sprawling view of loneliness</p><p>blinded by a sheet of misty rain</p><p>stitches the edges of my lingering pain</p><p>the numbness spreads everywhere</p><p>even to the fingertips, slowly smiling at sleep</p><p>the ever eluding enigma</p><p>come dance with me one last time</p><p>sit with me and let us pretend the clock never moved</p><p>the clouds just covered your eyes and mine for a solitary moment.....</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-26149980660046197202021-08-05T23:49:00.004-07:002021-08-24T22:50:32.525-07:00 Fumble or fly<p><br /></p><p>Tip toing back to life,<o:p></o:p></p><p>amidst clouds ,birdsongs and trees.<o:p></o:p></p><p>Pushing to stand tall on the pile of strive,<o:p></o:p></p><p>drowning in rivers that no one sees.<o:p></o:p></p><p>walking on lonely pathways strewn with salt.<o:p></o:p></p><p>Wounds cut deep with sharp knife,<o:p></o:p></p><p>with jabs of pain that do not halt.<o:p></o:p></p><p> The silent slivers of chaotic yore <o:p></o:p></p><p>tremble at the pulsating core.<o:p></o:p></p><p>pitter patter of shimmering shy rain<o:p></o:p></p><p>and peeping pale moon soothes the pain,<o:p></o:p></p><p>guiding to glance at the sparkles of gold,<o:p></o:p></p><p>to embrace high heat and the biting cold.<o:p></o:p></p><p> while pages of life keep fluttering away, <o:p></o:p></p><p>fumble or fly but catch up along the way.<o:p></o:p></p><p><o:p> </o:p></p><p><o:p> </o:p></p><p><o:p> </o:p></p><p><o:p> </o:p></p><p></p><p><o:p> </o:p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-73767608257311929752021-03-08T04:11:00.003-08:002021-03-08T04:11:12.119-08:00Just Let us be....<p>Eyes wander up till the edge of the path,</p><p>beyond the forest , beyond your wrath.</p><p>lips frozen with screams and whispers,</p><p>under the river, beyond your desires.</p><p>ears strain for gallop of peace,</p><p>from afar, beyond your space.</p><p>keeping aside a day for me,</p><p>you fake all the love all the glee.</p><p>Just gather some respect, gather some care,</p><p>beyond your darkness, beyond your core</p><p>like glowworms on a dark night,</p><p>rejoice our being, our kindred light.</p><p>Just let us be born, live life and laugh,</p><p>Just let us be....</p><p>Just let us be...</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-86207053075257718542021-02-25T02:25:00.000-08:002021-02-25T02:25:16.658-08:00Life is poetry ?!!<p style="text-align: justify;">For me , it is easier to write poems because in few lines I am able to say a lot. Many times the poem may not be what it actually looks like, it might be having a totally different meaning than what it actually gives out. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">In some way we are all like poems aren't we?? projecting our life in such a way that it actually does not have any similarity to the life we are living every day but at the same time it puts a beautiful matching garb over it expertly.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Now not every one is a poet but we all carry some sort of poetry in our life. Just like a poem gives out it's apparent meaning in it's stanzas through imagery or alliteration we give out our entire life story through our body language, our expressions, our social media accounts. Now a days these are the nuances based on which people assume about our life. The better photos I have, the happier posts I put up, happier my life looks. So easy!</p><p style="text-align: justify;">During my college days when as a Literature student I had to study a lot of Greek mythology, English Poetry and Shakespeare's sonnets I used to really wonder if not for all authors, at least a few of them that " is it really what the poet meant'?" because in Literature we are free to make our own assumptions, we can color the character the way we want , we need to substantiate it with strong backing though. So while we are deciphering what the poet meant in a certain way, this question always lingered around in the corner of my heart " is it what the poet really meant"? </p><p style="text-align: justify;">What I mean to say is that it takes a lot of courage to portray a stark naked life , that is to show the life that you actually live. To portray one exactly as it is.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Everyday life requires a lot of courage. In real everyday life there are no audience, they are not interested in the mundane, but underlying the mundane there is a simmering life to be lived every bloody day. To live this life, to get across it we need to have faith in ourselves, we need to pat our own back because there will be no likes and loves all around, no fake 'beautiful pic' comment from any one.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> To knock down the sorrows, we will have to stand straight and look into it's smouldering eyes, to make the loneliness and burnout vanish from our life we will have to tame these bullying emotions with stern self confidence and vast will power. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">I am a jumble of words and sentences right now and may not be making much sense but this quote from 'Robert Louis Stevenson' aptly sums up what I am trying to say " <b>Everyday courage has few witnesses. But yours is no less noble because no drum beats for you and no crowds shout your name</b>".</p><p style="text-align: justify;">This is a shout out to all those who are putting up a brave face every day, ventures out of house every single day, tucking in the sad hollowness of the life under fake smiles and bold demeanors.</p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-24729576195284839582021-02-18T22:55:00.000-08:002021-02-18T22:55:17.949-08:00Memories....<p> when waves crashes on to the shore</p><p>white, stark memories soar</p><p>when deep orange sun seeps into oceans lap</p><p>aching grey thoughts deepens its clasp</p><p>when lonely shadows glide in glistening sands</p><p>heart bleeds on shards of piercing glass</p><p>when stars adorn deep blue night skies</p><p>faded flowers in dusty pages silently cries </p><p>when dawn peers through the arched window panes</p><p>streaming tears leaves salty soulful stains</p><p>when waves crashes on to the shore</p><p>white, stark memories soar...</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-57751376243354023662021-02-10T03:49:00.003-08:002021-02-10T04:10:14.189-08:00Seeping through....<p>Seeping through the leaves,</p><p>and the jumbled fragrance of rose apple tree</p><p>a slice of sunlight dwindled</p><p>to escape as a mishmash of colours</p><p>at the far end of the</p><p>courtyard , whimpering to wail</p><p>whilst slipping on to the brass urli,</p><p>falling on to the blue water lily</p><p>lying leisurely , fumbling to forget </p><p>the tight clasp of brown mud</p><p>that she left behind on the gullible , green water</p><p>bouncing off it, the light tumbled down bit farther</p><p>on to the shadow with </p><p>black hair bursting out of grey roots</p><p>longing to go dowdy. to cup the face..</p><p>uncouth, invisible</p><p>till the dark circles jumped,</p><p>cut the light into pieces, like a prism </p><p>only not sparkling rays,</p><p>but fistful of salt and rock</p><p>pooled around it....</p><p> crinkled, cracked then vanished</p><p>through the travails of a muffled stain</p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-55021443398335805242021-02-08T22:18:00.000-08:002021-02-08T22:18:54.980-08:00The only way left...I am short of words<div>they only sear me like swords</div><div><br /></div><div>tumbling down from others</div><div>they only just smothers</div><div><br /></div><div>I am heavy with emotions</div><div> only tears steer them in motion</div><div><br /></div><div>crumbling all my achievements</div><div> to only appear as sorrowful bereavements</div><div><br /></div><div>I am devoid of any will </div><div> the only way left is to kill</div><div><br /></div><div>only desire is to lay to rest</div><div>this weary body and soul to its final nest</div><div><br /></div>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510488175843645235.post-35960452599600323292020-12-30T00:18:00.000-08:002020-12-30T00:18:39.958-08:00Happy New Year 2021<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> This year dawned upon us with this fancy number 2020, we all had such huge expectations from this year. We were not even out of our stupor of Holidays and Holi that we were suddenly caught in this unbelievable loop of time called the 'Pandemic' caused by the tiny, invisible 'Corona Virus'. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> I just can't wrap my head around the fact that those normal, run of the mill things that generations after generations lived through with out giving a second thought suddenly became a distant dream, a luxury, a yearning for the entire world from March 2020 till date, even upto this moment that I am writing this customary year end - New Year post.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">This virus is such a cruel, ruthless teacher that everything that we learned in our lives till now was turned upside down and was rendered worthless, just like that.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I remember that in the year 2019 we all threw around the term 'disruption' so much that like a jinx, in the year 2020, it fell on our lap like 'ye to disruptions ka baap nikla'. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Scenario is such that children will do anything to go back to school and college, people stuck at home are dying to go to office. Every such thing for which we kept on cribbing in the past that we don't want to do it , today we will give anything to do it !!</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">This year snatched away so many of our dear ones, snatched away jobs and dreams and plans, still we just can not give up, we have to fight. Vaccines are here, I just hope that it will work and let us all out towards light from this deafening and scary darkness that has enveloped us all. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">In case mankind still does not learn, still does not change then this can be just the beginning of the end.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">But we can not and shall not end on that sad note, we shall over come and 2021 shall deliver, it will be the silver lining that we are all hoping for right now.. Amen!</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Wishing you all a super safe, happy and peaceful New year 2021.</span></p><p><br /></p>soulsearchingdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14134397706403391346noreply@blogger.com0