Free Image More than four decades ago, in an army cantonment far away from the city, a young Captain and his new bride sat watching ‘The Little Tramp’ in action. As the Captain rolled over laughing, his young bride peered into his sparkling eyes with admiration. Her own eyes, then darted towards the wall clock. …
IMPERFECT LIVES
The acceptance of who we are is a daunting task. So hung up are we on the flawlessness of existence, that we spend long hours ironing away the wrinkles. The political correctness of living consumes us early on in life. I remember a class-fellow at school whose fastidious devotion to carving out an impeccable life …
IWSG February 2021- Friends in blogosphere
Hello everyone! Happy IWSG Day! The Insecure Writer’s Support Group (IWSG) is a place for writers to share their journeys and find like-minded people and support for their tough writing days. Of course, also a place to offer support to others in this journey. I missed posting and visiting the other writers in January as …
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THE KALI PROJECT is published!
Dear readers, It gives me great pleasure to announce that two of my poems titled 'Women Who Read Break Families' and 'The Dance of Rebellion' are part of the wonderful 'The Kali Project' by Indie Blue Publishing. The links for the book are given below. Please support this powerful work by Indian women poets.CONGRATULATIONS THE …
BEING THE WILDERNESS
Between everything that goes on in life, the wilderness teaches me more lessons than all my reading combined. Even in a metropolis, I am capable of finding my own wastelands. Unattended and forsaken, they don’t care about the haphazard fashion statements of the civilized world. On another thought, I like to identify myself with the …
KEEPING STILL
'If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving, and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death.’ (Pablo Neruda; Keeping Quiet) I’ve allowed stillness to greet me, each day, for over a month now. At the end …
A Hundred Quills 