It’s all Proportional

Life is not an absolute. Parts of it are perfect and some part are not so perfect. Embracing the imperfect bits gets harder when we are conditioned to flaunt only the bits that are picture perfect. Here is my effort to keep it chaotic and real. Two corresponding incidents of life: Driving out of my... Continue Reading →

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Long road to Bliss

Two parallel roads of life; A road of shortcuts, Curtailing every hurdle, negating all that's diffcult, Road of quick gratifications, Quickly satiating yet quickly forgotten, Reaching the shores, Something seems-  left 'Unexplored' The long road is full of rubble, wait and struggle, Yet, it promises, dreaminess of dreams untold, Walking at it, I surrender to... Continue Reading →

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Core of Love

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com THE CORE OF MY BEING IS THE ULTIMATE REALITY.  WHAT A BEAUTIFUL REALITY IT IS.  MY PIAN IS MY TEACHER  MY JOY IS MY COMPANION WHO KEEPS PLAYING CHASE ALL THAT I COME ACROSS ARE TEACHERS ALL ARE ASKING FOR LOVE SOME FORCEFULLY, SOME LOVINGLY SOME HURRIEDLY, SOME CAN’T ASK... Continue Reading →

Annuals or Perennials?

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com A generic conversation with the woman in their 60's led me to examine how women feel about themselves and aging. How a simple conversation around age gets exasperated with valour " I feel so young" as if admission of the opposite is a testament of defeat. Why does : old... Continue Reading →

Broken

We are all broken in some places, We all are healing, Yet we meet others, And want to love, Openly or deep down, We want to love, We attach qualities to the one we love Or expect to love Coming we don't want to hurt anymore We are self healers and sounding boards to others... Continue Reading →

Flight

Slow breath, Measured stride, Wall of caution, Flight in stride, A little push, A friendly smile, An encouraging friend, A gift to confide, Watch then, As we rise, We rise and propel to glide, we watch with calm presence, As destiny takes flight. -Rupika Moitra

Normative

- to comply to the norm. A line from many movies that is stuck to the brain- new brides being told often that men have needs and they need to be met, so they don't try and meet them outside the boundaries of relationship. So what are deepest instinctual needs and calling of a woman?... Continue Reading →

Meanderings

The seed of self keeps losing itself, The plant keeps finding itself afixed at a crossroads, The seed was thirsty, after being planted in the garden. It was watered with care for the first week, maybe two, Then expected to flower which it couldn't bear. The plant grew up always looking for those that could... Continue Reading →

Her days are bright

Alone is solace of soul and not lonely, Her days are bright; Apart means her rays are clearer Unblurred and immiscible in other's shade, Her contours simultaneously expanding and defined, Her madness is fervour passion of depths inside, She walks inside towards surfaces deeper than many mines, She soars in imaginations to skies higher than... Continue Reading →

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