The restaurant Had soft music Wafting through … It muffled, well almost the poking of the forks And the scraping of the knives It muted the thoughts And accentuated the smiles … In the pictures It all looked good
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Till I am a little older
By the time I am in the 90s I will know Which restaurant is good Which one I should avoid How much food is just enough How much, I will end up taking home Where we can share a plate Where, they insist on a separate order Which drink to order A fresh juice orContinue reading “Till I am a little older”
Writing is the purest expression
What do you enjoy most about writing? Writing Is a conversation With your self It happens in your mind And is poured on a page There is no one in between None is hearing and responding What you write can be re-written Unlike what is spoken What you write is ‘read’ later And reactions whichContinue reading “Writing is the purest expression”
Celebrating freedom
It’s approaching midnight My tryst with destiny Is a day old We have been free A full day And I wonder What has changed? Maybe I will know later There are many more Freedoms to fight for There are shackles still That cling and cripple Not many seen As of now I am proud AndContinue reading “Celebrating freedom”
It’s in the mind
Create an emergency preparedness plan. Emergency Is a situation Arising out of unexpectedness You can prepare For contingencies But never for emergencies The best strategy In my mind Is to prepare the mind
The book ends…and I am yet not sleepy
Have you ever felt the mixed feeling when the book is over. You feel maybe it could linger with you a bit longer. But like everything else, it also must end. But you still wait for a few words more… Another day to live…a few more hour with the beloved. One more hug… A lastContinue reading “The book ends…and I am yet not sleepy”
Keeping away yet seeking #haiku
Each one with their hunger
Today I ate Food on the street There was a crowd Some ate to fill their stomachs Some ate to satisfy their minds As I clicked some pictures They ate silently
This moment is priceless
To read, for them Was a bliss I knew they could hear their echo In me It was a wonderful feeling to do a reading for my parents of my book ‘Me verses me’ I am a drop of theirs. And their voice reflect through me. Gratitude, Love, Respect 🤗🥰🙏
Thank god
Was today typical? Yes I woke up Thank god for that
