ÑEELA AASU (poem)

Imagination has no boundaries, it’s vivid… While visiting a copper mine, I stood before the granite rocks containing copper mineralisation. There, the flowing copper sulphate solution from the rocks provoked my thoughts with the fact that when we wail and whimper, although our tears don’t exhibit any hue…they are transparent, but these rocks were shedding…

PINCH OF SALT (POEM)

If salt is more or less,we don’t cherish the food. So is life…the perfect balance makes us what we are. Instead of crying tears of self- pity, let us find that perfect pinch of salt…   Neither more nor less, without fault, We all long for that perfect pinch of salt.   I am back…

THE PINK FROCK (STORY)

Child labour is a crime. Isn’t this line very familiar? But for this little girl, Dhanya, this line was baseless. Eldest among her three siblings, this 8 year old, fatherless girl, knew only one thing, sunrise means getting up and going to Aunty’s house to do all the household works.  Aunty was a good task…

WISDOM (STORY)

He was asthmatic. Old age, 76 years of age and various ailments were not actually his major pain, his wife’s bitter, foul tongue made his life hell. The whole night, he used to cough and she uses to scream,” You don’t sleep and don’t let others sleep too. One day, I will strangle you.” Love…

BARGAD AUR AMALTAS (POEM)

Travelling by road from Nagpur to 300km interior in the jungle, heading towards one of the project sites of my husband, seeing the trees, plants, beautiful patches of greenery, …gave birth to the poem. The Banyan tree was looking like the king of jungle and this beautiful yellow flowering tree ‘Golden Shower’ was simply gorgeous….

AZADI KA DIWANAPAN (POEM)

From my balcony, I can see the adjoining balcony of my neighbor, where hangs a beautiful golden cage with a beautiful golden bird inside. Today evening, with my mug of coffee, as I sat on my favorite rocking chair, the soothing breeze, made me imagine…what will the bird think about freedom? If she gets a…

BEST OF US (POEM)

We all live and we all die, but in between, life waits to see the best of us…the person who can fight for himself, who can express and who can care, who is not a slave and who can stand and say…Yes, I am the blessed one. BEST OF US The seed sown was deep…

MISS YOU BABA (POEM)

Last month, same day (28th feb), my baba passed away. He fought with Alzhiemer bravely but surrender to God’s will. A tall, smiling, hard working Miner with helmet on head and hands on the steering of an open jeep, that’s the image of my dad I cherish. I miss him beyond words, the hurt is…

MIRROR OF THE SOUL (POEM)

It is said, words are mightier than the sword, but eyes speak the best language, as they are the mirror of the soul. In my poem I have let the eyes melt into the heart without any words to support them. Have you ever seen yourself in this mirror of the soul?                 MIRROR OF THE SOUL  …

SHISHIR TUM KAB AAEOGE (POEM)

Saw an old classic movie today. The heroine waits her whole life, for an imaginary magical person, who will come and change her life forever… Do we all wait for such an angel? Can someone really step in and make the life a perfect dream come true?Walk with me, along with the poem, and feel…