“Touch has a memory.” ― John Keats
I don’t remember when I slept well last time. My mom smiles, “Welcome to motherhood.”
And I just stare at your sleeping face; I wipe your mouth with the corner of this soft cloth,
and put gentle kisses on your cheeks.
Twice. Every time.
“Can you believe we created her?” He says.
I nod in disbelief. Continue reading “Sunday afternoon”
“How quick and rushing life can sometimes seem, when at the same time it’s so slow and sweet and everlasting.” ― Tomorrow
In my side of the world, spring passes quickly. If I haven’t been out with my camera for two weeks, I find trees in floral. If I don’t see those trees for another week, the trees hide themselves in light green leaves. And then in another week, there are so green that suddenly the world looks summery. Continue reading “Bougainvillea”
At the age of nine, I was taken to a popular local painter and asked to learn painting. My mother who loved art in every form, requested the painter to teach me twice a week, “She has the gift. So start with still lifes.” The painter taught me how to draw deep layers of rose petals, a lonely lime blossom under a rainy sky, and a lifeless hibiscus trying to find light through the open window. “But I want to paint human life. And a landscape of his week and month and year and I want to color them natural,” I pleaded once. “But they won’t look good forever. Flowers are fine,” the painter yelled. Continue reading “Still lifes”
The Croods is one of my most favorite films, it is set in the prehistoric era where a man’s position is threatened by the invention of fire. I have noted down several thought-provoking lines from the movie, especially the father-daughter interactions between the protagonist Eep the cave girl and her father Grug, about change, worries, and fear of change. Continue reading “5 Day Black & White Challenge: Day 4”
I never feared change. Not then when the health department sent dad to different locations and I checked into different neighborhoods and schools in every two years. Not now when I feel kind of out of place in a strange generation of a better world.
“Happens to all 80’s kids” I was told. Continue reading “Change”
A Year that was lost
Yet it is there
Inside fragments of
Laugh and despair. Continue reading “Rainbow”
Months back , I read something like this – Winning is not everything , wanting to win is! It was just the first month of 2013 ; I had many plans for 2013 ; mostly I am good at making plans and following them too; but result – I wish that was under anyone’s control.
So, when I started blogging , I never thought of going viral ,being famous ; I just wanted to let my thoughts wander in a calm, composed and elegant way in this big world ; I wanted to talk about things in good words , I wanted to share different stories and idea from my own journey ,and believed at times , a picture could express better than 100 words! And that’s how all started. A journey of pens and pixels . A Journey of words and worldly wonders! Continue reading “Let me say it in good words..”