Tiny florets settle for night on bunch of leaves. It is dream sometimes till they grow, till there is time to decide their purpose. On a night stroll sweet fragrance will numb all thoughts than of moonshine that stands still.
_ Ringing of bells, chanting holy names is warmth beaten soul gets at temple. A glimpse bereft of distance from deity, created appearances due to pollution safety measures does not raises still voice. There are internet tools, RTIs, grievance portals and perhaps this time a near realization of Shri Ram temple at Ayodhaya.
It is destiny we believe could be averted when dawn wavelengths touch me tomorrow, when I will be there where answer comes from.
Echoes published by Write India is recently released in September. It has been an amazing experience to through them once again and truly as desired they echo through mind and soul.
Here is blurb at back of book:
Consistency where life frames women in different roles and you feel inhabited.
In such serenity I sit and think saturated with thoughts. A woman speaking of in her element perennially devises how way further will be for her without the barriers of struggle. Nature is succour. One easily connects with primal action born of thought. As innate as vital energy of mind and body, the poems here touch aspects of womanhood subliminally.
It would not be in woods or meadows far reaching only through echoes, it would beat deep inside throbbing and touching through aspects of life.
A Poem from Echoes:
Cold winds with those dark clouds
on my sky are my aspirations
where horizon of blue sublime,
tiny corpuscles of lime,
from where I have sprung and this haste
do I even know the melody…
Today showered again the sky
I wondered if
soaking the streets I choose
Small leaves sprout
and crawl inside me,
branches spread out,
straws are collected
nests are created.
Lone pathway on feet
speck of air or earth so full,
and my own heart's silence
in this moment's time.
Galanthus nivalis - Wikipedia This has been episode where a corrupt detective falls in one's own net to help the victim to get justice in Snowdrop. T.V. just stopped blinking. I tried many times before prime hour if some miracle could save me this day but nope.
Tomorrow I will be at my parent's home, already missing day repeat telecast. Other time I will be busy with indoor grass project. This summer has to be little different. There has been some Darwin theory but mostly birds jumps around the bushes.
Of episode there to look at human uncertainties quantifying life's pros and cons, how this relate to in particular condition. Snowdrop is not merely entertaining. Its plot includes corporate espionage, murder and child kidnapping. Not simply human emotions lack such grasp of arduous circumstances but reasoning of continual acceptance and drama reveals a deeper plot of cathartic relationships that strongly joined together in complex collective trust and independence.
Typically why new diets, fashion trends, foreign or exotic vacation spots entice us for a quick at solace from our maddening life, have we found it yet. Our challenges are more hidden than choices we make daily.
Our environment calls for our active participation. A day spent at mall is important than shopping (even window shopping). Few choices one can make being there. How penumbra of display that colludes our decision making is not important.
To easily grasp why our reluctance to adopt an informed behavior is stupid, one could be dumb in the silence of a elevator or with sheer lighter bags with no purse or wallet.
The movements we have affected let us form a new environment where we are learning to choose. Choices are for later time. It is fun mingling and reconnecting with ourselves through maze of patterns than ever before. More exquisite than social media where it is certain that specific people can only be your friends.
It is a fond time watching people trying things as this appears…
Take a tsp of honey and two cloves of garlic. Good thing about immunity is to shape it into a reservoir of energy. Thus as aroma of garlic puts off, with a flat knife laid along the side of clove just press a little and then mildly sauteed in a pan with hint of olive oil. Much before the usual ardor of being brownish pull it out to a tsp of honey. Gambling is over.
same other corner some other aroma pickling fingers
Future is a perfect noun today. When in the past we could accommodate ourselves with predictions based on our lifelines and family heirloom, we largely differ today because we are interesting in manner another.
Future is an ensemble of people, matter and material, all which is inviting us to participate. There are few guidelines, almost no rules except tacit.
Here is where predictability fails and where exactly old rules start to refurbish unnecessarily because not they are old but this is new scene. It brings best among those we believe that golden stars are actually metallic and will favor near to inert perfect bonding.
What was this? Chronophobia. Specifically this idea came to me thinking what if we freeze this present and think there is no future. What if we are again live and have to live a future which is only probability but with certain loss of present memory.
Snuggling warmth of February Sun a muffled sound of wind and birds out of bushes from din of a day I look upon hidden meanings if there are any, had been there any game joyful shrieks on merry-go-round dallying between fairs had my own steps not being incessant walking home.
What we decipher through eyes could almost be a truth but is there need to confirm to everything. Prior to internet the world we lived in, we exchanged information in professional spheres. Social life was largely restricted in community sense. The cyberspace is today filled with ambiguous energy yet we are associating in new manner of extended social life on basis of interests, hobbies, etc.
Knowledge as we know of now has changed in its meaning and deliverance. As we are exposed, many open-ended questions arise. Knowledge is a continuing factor and when it persists we understand that we should and can avoid further difficulties. Thus these open-ended questions about world chaos, social indiscipline, issues like pollution, gender equality/parity become a consolatory afterthought. What should we be doing next?
There are no active and legalized platforms where we can share and elucidate on various thought-provoking scenarios. Importantly when we find a case related to these scenarios …
Speak your mind, women. Does this adheres to societal acceptance? We find statues complaining about women presence on viral due to vague reasons. We also find various terms singularly associated to subdue their energy and efforts.
The other way round is let a fellow speak his/her mind and add to dialogue, extend it and bring to your point of view. The common consensus would not be there but where we have already recognized certain foundation of truth or belief. To run against a tide is important in certain campaign, that is another story.
Positively includes making use of present positive energy around you. You should be able to connect to people, not genuinely women only. Your idea should be a little far fetching or wholesome. When one listens you in crowd, one should be able to relate to it when one goes to one's place and give time in one's busiest life to think about it.
Idea is more of a philosophical term. We often as women tend to prejudice ourselves on ethical and moral d…
I have learned one thing in life, from situations I have been in, from people, from events that involve me and them. From any perspective the present is a perfect healer. If you have doubts and want to decide on continuing partnership with an institute, you can rely on present that has build up on past working portfolio. One tends to muse on intricately when one is either alone or his/her sphere involves with metaphysical issues, or ideologies of humanity, love or peace.
There are similar events in personal life. Whether it is about simplicity or complexity, a human behaves per se human capacity. Set time limits are defined even by law to reconsider decisions related to civil cases. We cannot change some other laws because of necessity of work/issue kind. However there is no denying fact as we are in highly active environment, both body and soul undergo great transition.
Changes do not necessarily mean that we can be simultaneously sync with our beliefs. This necessitates significant ti…
You could hold a mirror and take the impression as your truer self. Our outer personality does reflect what we have come so far but exactly does it wholeheartedly. To take pain of everything that goes into our work or our life is not always possible. An another scenario exists for our battleground. These are nitty gritty tasks to form a planner, organize, prepare, rehearse, present and networking. The actual scene is full of ideas, turmoil, soul searching, ethical planning and communicating. What others give us forms an encouragement. We believe that a positive feedback came from actual review of our output. However true, the other side to it is its productivity. If it is consistency, it works. If the situation changes, has dynamic shifts so as to ask for better responsibilities and results then one is gradually secluded to a team or oneself for entire new processes.
There are often phases of disillusionment. Could a process be ever smooth? To look back, reminiscing/studying how one ha…
Today like once buzzing heart, earth smelling air, vibrating garden flowers, in welcome of birds the branches of trees swaying, waters receding to the shore to those shining pebbles has been asking question would you be staying here waves never been with the shore river has been on course and the sunlight encompassed in its warmth a mirror.
आज पहले की तरह गुनगुनाता हैं मन, सोंधी सोंधी हवा, झूमते फूल बगिया के, पक्षियों के आवागमन में पेड़ो की टहनियाँ लहरा रही हैं, पानी लौट कर आता हुआ किनारे पर उन चमकीले पत्थरों से जैसे पूछ रहा हो तुम यही टिके रहोगे क्या जैसे लहरों ने कभी किनारा थमा ना हो, नदिया बह निकली और सूरज की लौ ने समेट लिए हो अपने अंचल में आईना ||
Source: http://www.lovethispic.com/image/26857/someday-love-will-find-you Someday when I will write next line to a line that felt blank and succinct to washing shores will too with the flow as they are etched to find a home of own, I will return to home where a sparse rain has yielded drenched grass flowers, where my smile is awaited and sitting by simmering served soup bowls gradually we will talk about the rest.
Source: http://banteringbangalorean.wordpress.com/2016/06/23/in-awe-of-nature/ along oval oblique of fallen Peepal leaves transience of noon light my wandering mind, you find smile in heat of a day Save
A night when ushers into new dawn tripping on the past without exhaustion, a momentary persuasion is life this does not ends, burning a bright flame our least possibilities, meagre circumstances sometimes in deep trench of ocean only we know the crystal shape of forms, languidly to hang upon the sky, cast its stars even when we go by unnoticed in cold wind the music we hear, hum and laughter to share.
The lights chime hold on to close breath and little anecdotes what life has in for surprise a creaking door is closed, all the dew on roses in vivid path the fireplace opens up a circle in half sleep, sleepiness, and a busy chatter the Sun glows behind hills, bells in synchronous and early resolutions.