And this is the post where I write something that symbolizes the end of one year and the beginning of another; for my blog, that is. So, keeping in tandem with all the clichés I should be writing about… reminiscences maybe, or hope; laughter and gratitude even; or maybe an account of my escapades during... Continue Reading →
L for Living
All of us have had a time when we 'got lost' and 'found purpose'! We have all seen ourselves in the teeth of tiring ordeals and in moments of ecstasy. For those who are stuck & tired yet struggling to make the change...here's something from my memory-attic! Hope u derive strength from it. I did. :-)... Continue Reading →
J for Joy
To me, joy isn’t anything alone. In fact, joy is a mash up of so many more parcels; many more Js. One of ‘em is Jingle Bells. And this one's right around the corner. And this one reminds me, each year, how joy multiplies by leaving a gift under a tree. (I’m not Christian, and... Continue Reading →
H for Home Sweet Home
My first recollection of the word home was a V upside down over my head. I was 3 and it was kindergarten. That was enough for me. When I was 4 I learnt the word house. And the phrase ‘Home Sweet Home’. And my curiosity got the better of me. Why didn’t the phrase say... Continue Reading →
G for Gratitude
I almost crashed today. Yes. Yesterday, my status said, “I think I need to stretch myself a little.” And I guess someone up there was listening and he fulfilled my prayer! There was no way in hell that a human being can do the amount of work I have done today in the time span... Continue Reading →
F for Frenemies
Oh, they are there everywhere And they can be a potential scare. They smile politely and are nice But being wary is wise. They wear suits and they wear blazers But they yield swords and razors. You’ll never know what they are plotting Probably every move; down, they are jotting. The sweet smile might be... Continue Reading →
Bruises
The sketches paint my unsaid rue, and night tramples them with an ultramarine hue. It could have been, was it for me to decide; So the moonlight heals my bruise tonight.
Coffee Grounds
Gilded promises sealed with a cocoa kiss, Reassurances amidst flowing sounds; Just one detour in the chestnut woods, And all that remains are coffee grounds…
A li’l bit of romance…
I don’t know what love is. I mean, yes, I can write a lot of posts and poems on what I think should be love or on what I think love has been all this while from where I’ve seen it. Well, it’s a pretty abstract concept, so let’s not delve into that right now.... Continue Reading →
amarllyis 