Sometimes

Reaching for childhood’s nest of gladness

Magic

Is it the magic of rahman’s voice? or the cold air blowing in my face while I am dressed in the famous golden mustard saree?

or is it my breathless joy of having discovered some new joy courtesy the husband?

or is it the romance of old delhi building terraces that my memory conjures when I think of Delhi 6?

or is it simply the fresh yellow flowers on my dining table?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkcyYqwJq9s

When this tune falls and rises, my heart whoops the way it used to whenever I went down on a large giant wheel.

Hello world.. how have you been?

There is enough happiness to keep me going and enough sorrow to keep me grounded :)

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flying

on a stretch of road

clean and dark grey

on my wheels i went

faster and faster

 

and then i flew

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The year that passed

2011 has been an eventful year for me in terms of many things. I normally dont take stock of the year gone by or make a list of goals for the next year here. But I want to do it this year because I want to be atleast half of what I imagine I should be when I hit 30.

Reading
I ve begun to read again. But i seem to only want the comfort of books already read. Safe and predictable. Probably because I am so afraid of encountering something that will trigger off something else. This new year I have to work myself out of this fear. Maybe start reading Children’s books which may not have what I am avoiding.

Writing
My writing has taken a sad backseat all of this year. Usually writing is very cathartic but there are somethings you dont even want to think leave alone write about. I should start posting more regularly on the blog from now onwards

Health
I seem to have developed High Blood pressure in the last year and it is quite scary because of the complications it will have especially during pregnancy. I have to somehow bring this down by July next year. This is a personal commitment to myself and all those who worry about me.

Baggage
I am carrying a lot of baggage from the past and sometimes it weighs me down too much. My flights of fancy are getting less frequent. Frankly it scares me. I dont want to forget how to fly. the meadow dreams dont come any more. i have to learn to laugh, enjoy myself and finish grieving some losses.

Remember
Like my favourite Arundati Roy says
‘To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget’

For me, I should not forget the two greatest lessons I learnt last year
In the end, it is only the kindness that matters.
When you want to do something for someone, do it as soon as possible

work
i ve never taken work seriously but it has been my anchor of sorts during hard times. after moving into a role that I enjoy, I hope to finally give work my attention and due this 2012. I want to make powerful changes to my work such that I can retain my job even later when I need it to be more flexible

So long folks!!! how has your year been and what do you want to do next year?

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Ninaivo oru paravai

Just want to remember how much I loved discovering this song and listening to it before sleeping last night.
it was the bestest happy thing of the day :)

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somewhere my dear child

you and i shall again meet

 

we’ll cross that bridge of sadness

and into the land of sunshine land

 

where rainbows are plenty

meadows of bright green

 

you’ll know me when you see me

and i ve seen you everday

 

we’ll kiss and hold hands

like we once did.. not so long ago

 

and then my palms shall feel

full and pink again

 

someday my dear child

you and i shall again meet

 

and i will cross today

hoping that someday

will be tomorrow

and yesterday will be far

 

we’ll laugh our little jokes

and smile our sunny smiles

 

I promise I’ll be nicer

If only you’ll come again…

 

 

 

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Daisies in a green vase. music. a bedside lamp and a lovely book.

a house of windows

 

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seven months

It has been seven months since two similar hands held each other and smiled. seven months since i hugged a soul that sought comfort and solace in me, my life and my smile. seven months since i saw my mothers sunny smile.

it hurts to think I never will see or do these things ever again.

i want to go back and hug harder. try a little more. appreciate the small things. smile more often. i want to go back and celebrate her presence, her birthday and everything else that I took for granted. when everyone else has an amma and i dont, it stings.

i miss you amma.

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Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

A place in the dining table has been deemed mine. With a window by its side and a laburnum tree in bloom across it.

 

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Dum dum dum

pandhakaal potachu.

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The light of the sun is blinding

this is the time of the year when swami loafs in the sun

much to his mothers disgust.

the familiar smell of raw mangoes

the yellowness of the afternoon

the boiling water in the taps

the summer, my friends, is officially here.

and i feel like I have school holidays!! :)

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And so it is..

And, though the shadow of a sigh May tremble through the story, For “happy summer days” gone by, And vanish’d summer glory— It shall not touch with breath of bale, The pleasance of our fairy-tale.

So says who

sayamaya on Magic
justaroundme on Magic
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