tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3243209783167863022024-03-21T13:19:24.299-04:00Typing away....Throw me a topic and let me roll with it...ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.comBlogger191125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-91612820322251873352014-06-06T19:33:00.001-04:002014-06-06T19:33:55.519-04:00Powerful Connection
I met Anamika today for lunch. Been promising ourselves to do that for a few years now. The last time we did it, we were both commuting far for work - but happened to be closer to each other workspace wise. I still remember the two of us cribbing about our commute and work. Since then we have both moved on. But the friendship seems to have solidified, it is weird I can count the ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-86629621382660696602013-12-07T00:10:00.003-05:002013-12-08T21:29:27.383-05:00Rest In Peace, Dear Friend
tears of loss -
streak down my cheeks
hurt in my heart-
show no sign of stopping;
questions arise;
i know the answers
if onlys and what ifs;
guilty, i plead.
i seek forgiveness
yours, just yours;
ah but its too late-
you are long gone
a decade has vanished
eleven to be precise;
and i had no inkling
of your passing-
in my rush to live,
i betrayed our ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-24606716777562694142013-10-13T18:46:00.000-04:002013-10-13T18:46:02.873-04:00Full Of Words
A fellow was sneaking a peek,
At Mad Kane's limerick week,
Inspiration struck -
Imagination snuck-
He drew the words, with a silver streak.
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I am full of words today. Three years of bottling in my imagination has opened up the floodgates. Now my mind is overflowing with words. My fingers have a mind of their own as they fly over the keyboard to express my ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-77919019781371546752013-10-12T22:59:00.004-04:002013-10-12T23:35:22.026-04:00Three Years Overdue...
Greetings!
I could use a little brightness after the non stop three day drizzle, how about you? Believe it or not -I was glad nature decided to show mercy with lots of sunshine today..
Don't get me wrong. I LOVE the rains just not the slow annoying gloomy variety - more used to the clap of thunder, bolts of lightning, fragrance of the earthULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-14274080793444159662010-12-20T23:09:00.001-05:002010-12-20T23:10:54.801-05:00Happy Holidays How has your holiday week been coming along so far? Mine has been pretty wonderful. On Sunday I got to meet and greet my peers at the studio. It was one of the coolest holiday gatherings I have had in years. We met up, practiced yoga, meditated and finally munched on some yummy veggie delights. It felt wonderful to practice alongside some wonderful teachers, we all taught a part of the ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-36754845808656552582010-12-01T23:29:00.003-05:002010-12-01T23:43:46.296-05:00Étude de ChocolatHeaven on Earth is what I assume it would be, or as close to heaven as can be!
My cousin who graduated from the Culinary Institute of America, New York, just opened up a place in my hometown of Trivandrum. From the name Étude de Chocolat, it sounds like a chocolate haven, but with Christmas round the corner, I heard that his fruit cakes are awesome and heavenly. The truth is I can’t wait to have ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-51780327233185437142010-11-07T12:31:00.000-05:002010-11-07T12:31:57.911-05:00Random 25
A request on facebook had me writing this little note. Been ages, hope you have all been well. I have been away for far too long. I hope to return on a regular basis soon, bare with me folks. These are 25 random things about me.
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1. I am a clean freak.
2. Faith, family and friends, in that order, are my greatest strength. They are my weakness too.
3. I am impatient and forgetful, a ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-40645623411486473062010-01-27T09:46:00.005-05:002010-01-28T10:21:27.964-05:00Vanishing Timethe chaotic world I flourish in;moments vanish into air thin-here, thoughts and feelings seem to spin:one second am lost, to be found again. ****Happy 2010 to all of you. Been ages, time is playing a vanishing act on me. And I can't seem to stop it. Hope you are well. I am not making promises to visit you, because I may not be able to, but you are in my thoughts and I will catch up with you soon.ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-23687200686619721882009-12-03T08:32:00.004-05:002009-12-03T08:47:10.136-05:00Karthikaflickering flames lined up in a row,images and shadows follow in tow-hope reaches out amidst the glow;it’s time to renew, dreams like a vow.****Karthika is a festival of lights celebrated in the southern part of India. More like Diwali in the North. As a kid it was one of my favorites.ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-58094688791070026012009-11-13T16:33:00.001-05:002009-11-13T16:34:49.315-05:00YouWhen skies turn dark, and clouds sigh, I think of you.When words falter and worlds topple, I think of you.When time trembles and days drift away, I think of you.I wonder who you are, I wonder what you do,I am always looking out, for a glimpse of you.I wonder who I would be, I wonder what I would do,When our paths does cross, when I finally find you. ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-59350402119783434402009-05-29T11:48:00.002-04:002009-05-29T11:59:22.096-04:00Slow Pacea quaint old town i pass in my commuteslined with cafes and rickety-storesslow life thrives in its cobbled stones,tantalizing me with its hidden toneshalf a mile of this utter bliss, teasesmy mind to explore more, cornerswhere he knows me -and i know himno one remains a stranger for long.if i could stop and blend in,gossip and smiles would welcome me in.i long to savor and drink insites and ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-16537830809067252902009-05-12T10:04:00.003-04:002009-05-12T10:22:11.888-04:00Gloomthis need to vanish,disappear into thin airgrasps me from time to timei long to run away, hide my being –anonymous incognitofrom this world, its responsibilitiesthis feeling- fit for a cowardcloaks me, defeats my disciplineonce again I surrendera prisoner to restlessness.ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-25827345501749050472009-04-09T12:54:00.005-04:002009-04-09T13:05:48.202-04:00Tick -Tickrolling along, often stumbling:dreaming yesterdays, smiling-hazy tomorrows, barely caring:living the moment, not worrying-befriending enemies, more inviting:wisdom gained, time ticking.all -signs of aging.****Time and age slows us down in a good way, won't you agree? Sure the aches and pains increase physically, but there's also the knowledge that this body isn't the be-all and end-all in life. ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-49541365094813615032009-04-08T12:57:00.007-04:002009-04-09T08:37:16.170-04:00SirshasanaI - Inhalemy forearms push the earth down:shoulders carry me up with a frown-burden shifts away from the crown.II - Exhaleheart and spirit, will not disappoint:balance and poise, one focal point-a vertical line, from joint to joint.III - Breathetippy toes fly toward the sky:the focus is set, gravity i defy-heady feeling lifts me up high!different world, from here i spymy mind rejoices, how i ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-15793535985642516912009-04-06T23:08:00.002-04:002009-04-06T23:12:56.595-04:00Storytellinggather around in a circlelet’s travel together this vehicleinto times lost to a trickle.lost worlds, found by the wordvibrant shades discoveredleaving the listener enamored.******The art of story telling has always fascinated me. To lead the listener into a world where everything seems real, even momentarily, is a great achievement.ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-61205954165780131692009-04-06T23:01:00.003-04:002009-04-08T10:57:20.375-04:00Motherhood.her eyes speak to meplenty, curiously questioningwhy? silently enquiringhow? religiously followingwhere? she holds the reinsso very gently, yet firmlyi am hardly aware, oh my! *****Reverance can be a burden, for it is often accompanied by responsibility. A parent-child relationship can be tricky and challenging. I find myself in land-mines pretty regularly. This is just a start on how far that ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-48094110534368113762009-04-06T22:45:00.004-04:002009-04-06T23:01:01.955-04:00Twinkle Staronce upon a star,you smiled from afaryour humility and compassion - my sanctuary, my salvationi held on at all costs,never imagining your lossonce upon a star,i longed from afar****"Once upon a time..."tales are my favorites. So is the "Twinkle, twinkle, little star" rhyme. Thought would combine the two to come up with something unique, still in the draft version...ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-61452288686223076452009-04-06T22:40:00.002-04:002009-04-06T22:45:35.028-04:00Innocenceinnocence commands-i learnt with practicei am left powerless,often unarmed- when all it takesis one single glance. ****ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-40868875346149363162009-04-02T21:56:00.005-04:002009-04-02T22:56:21.401-04:00Partnershush, there’s a stormbrewing deep within,words and thoughtsbattle- playing to win!thoughts flow tangledwhile words gently ripen-unraveling the formerloosen the latter with a whirl.look, there’s a calmdancing with a spinwords and thoughtstwirl - waltzing in sync.*****My mind draws a blank and then fills up with words, thoughts fall apart fighting to be heard. But when they begin to flow in tandem,ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-68497298308214910782009-04-01T14:19:00.003-04:002009-04-01T14:37:16.071-04:00First Scribeone day at a time,i intend to scribetidbits of rhymeworth but a dime:do hop on the rideto read and write-for madness is heremonth of the insane!****April alas! Time flies by fast. Has it really been a year since I embraced this insanity? Last year I, with many others, took up the challenge of writing a poem per day, thirty in total for the month of April. I managed to do it to my very own ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-6936152190667116412009-02-27T13:17:00.005-05:002009-02-27T13:30:52.043-05:00Lostlost to myself, lost in my thoughtsmy travels touch oh several realmsunknown to the mind these journeysof mine, wind through deep-dark alleyssearching for the one, to light my eyeslost to the world, lost in its ravine depthsmy wanders unravel several lifetimes.******I have driven around in circles for hours on end, lost. I have walked up and down aisles, the same aisles, lost. I have wasted time ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-78971514788625045762009-02-10T11:48:00.004-05:002009-02-10T12:08:07.685-05:00String-Hoppers.oodles of ivory-white:string from left to right-delicious slippery curlssavory wriggly whirlsmelt in my palette, spicemy yester-years to life****Idiyappam aka string hoppers made with rice flour, steam cooked and sprinkled with coconut shavings is a breakfast delight I was raised on. Served with a potato stew, it tastes out of this world. Though it has been eons since I ate the likes, how I wish ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-16144532945584443372009-01-29T16:13:00.003-05:002009-01-29T21:47:55.553-05:00Young Wisdomgiggles and laughter,grows my daughter:tickles and squeals,oh how she appeals-her inborn innocencedrowns my misgiving,her curious nature,sense of adventure,sparkles and rekindlemy enthusiasm for life-her deep blinding trustto this world’s interest,seizes me, in wonderreminds me, to reconsidermy own view, cynical -of universe in general. there's much wisdomi've yet to learnfrom one so young.ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-5210413505462905852009-01-07T13:43:00.001-05:002009-01-07T13:46:02.094-05:00Years Flytied arms and limbs,untangling simply vainyear is gone, but whereanother begun, oh whenmy struggle for freedomunheard, unacknowledgedthe daily grind called liferefuse to listen, or budgeand so l trudge along slowtired, these arms and limbs****Happy New Year, to all those who usually visit me here. Work has kept me busy, no time for creativity- hoping 2009 will give me a break. Hope all are well, ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324320978316786302.post-8908590606092370852008-12-12T17:24:00.000-05:002014-06-06T19:18:37.266-04:00V is for Visits
This time of the year, there are so many visits.
They can be fun and pleasurable -
visit the family, visit from friends
They can be a pain but unavoidable -
annual visits to the docs, to the dentist, to the eye examiner
They can be nostalgic -
a visit into the past, trip down the memory lane
They can be enthusiastic -
a visit ULhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15005895432233940416noreply@blogger.com4