At 6 AM everyday, I see an old man sitting alone in the park, sipping hot coffee from his Peet’s mug. He keeps his mask under his chin, and watches the birds flying above. I try to keep the social distance, tip-toe, and balance my steps with my foggy glasses and cotton masks. Yet I wonder why he is there, for months, at that time of the day, alone. Continue reading “Epiphany amidst the cacophony”
Tag: thoughts
That bird in her safe haven
“Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.” – When Women Were Birds
In a world where we are almost always losing originality, I take breaks to go to nature where other living beings are happily being themselves. Birds are not trying to be redwoods and redwoods are not turning to hummingbirds. Continue reading “That bird in her safe haven”
Truths
“The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.” ― Lao Tzu
I.
I read the way a deer might run,
to save her life.
I write that way too. Continue reading “Truths”
Cooked
I grew up having home cooked meal four times a day. A meal together was celebratory.
During many festivals in a year, people from extended family came together and made different kind of food. I hardly remember what we celebrated in those festivals. But I can never forget what each family cooked and what we ate. Continue reading “Cooked”
What happens in March
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you. ― I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
March is not my favorite month. Every year when the month starts, my Facebook news feed gets crowded with copied quotes on “What women want.” As if everyone figured that out already. Then on 8th of March, all of a sudden some women start posting gym selfies with different slogans: ” Love your body. Exercise and drink water,” “Love yourself today, go shopping,” “Be fit. Sky is the limit,” “A Beautiful woman draws strength from trouble, smiles during distress and grows stronger with prayers and hope. You are one of them. ” Continue reading “What happens in March”
Rain in March
“The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.” ― The Cat in the Hat
I close my window and the rain goes dead,
I raise the curtain and it’s back again.
Drops are on the blurry windowpane,
and on the green bed of spring
where a yellow dot is blooming blatantly.
I close my window and the rain goes dead. Continue reading “Rain in March”
A Peek Outside
I’m waiting for a rainy weekend. Not completely rainy. Showery. Drizzly. Cloudy. Grey days. As per the weather forecast. Continue reading “A Peek Outside”
5 Day Black & White Challenge: Day 3
“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
It’s always our self we find in the sea.” ― E.E. Cummings
Friendship…
I still remember that day. The sky was crystal clear. All the plants in the garden were wrapped with yellow and white flowers. “The best garden in the entire universe,” I might have said that again and again. I accompanied my mom to her best friend Aunt K’s house for the first time in my life. My mom told me many stories about Aunt K’s house and garden where she spent a large part of her childhood, playing hide and seek, chasing the bees and drinking nectar from honeysuckle. Her memory was fresher than those blooming beauties of the garden. Her eyes twinkled each time she remembered her childhood in that garden during the story telling. Continue reading “Friendship…”
Fabled Zilch
So many words, unheard,
Talk to you.
Listen,
Or move on
With a smile
Like nothing happened. Continue reading “Fabled Zilch”
