Reflections

No title, no war.

There are deaths, and then there are deaths from the attack. You tell yourself not to get involved, but you're too deep in the quicksand, deeply affected, can't undo what you saw, can't erase what you feel. You dream about the war, being there in the smoke, it's a never-ending zone. If you spoke those… Continue reading No title, no war.

Music I Love, Reflections

Courage amidst Chaos

I was distressed, feeling deeply affected by the situation of war in Ukraine. But what could I do? The wars and power politics are played by the leaders. What could an individual do? Watch the news and get more distressed? Protest and express rage? Condemn and watch? Write? Cry? Turn to God? (and ask why… Continue reading Courage amidst Chaos

Reflections

Start being happy

Keep your eyes open and reality. Keep your eyes close and imaginations and dreams. The real world terrifies me with its callousness with its misinterpretations of each other’s intentions. Every single person wants happiness. And yet, and yet.. where is the effort? where is the trying for it? Instant happiness. Does that even exist? But… Continue reading Start being happy

Reflections

Don’t ask the sleeping people

How do you breathe? How do you put your clothes on? How do you go on and on? What is there to do? Nothing and nothing. You go on with your life as if death isn’t in the surroundings as if flowers aren’t being crushed every day. You stare at screens and read some books.… Continue reading Don’t ask the sleeping people

Reflections

Ten rounds around the sun

Social media has created a havoc! Unconsciously clicking likes and  watching stories, looking at some random profile on Instagram  when you suddenly realize ‘what the heck am i doing!’ There’s a vast inner world within you, and yet, you keep looking outside, living outside, instead of within. instead of working on blurring the boundaries between… Continue reading Ten rounds around the sun

Reflections

Memories in a box

Minds are fascinating,they pull memories weirdlyrandomlyand attached with themare the emotional files,coloured and uncoloured,some categorised, someunsorted.. Minds linked to the body,makes the whole thing shakeat the tiniest memoryfusedwith rage, with grief,with joy, with sweetness. Some memories are lockedin a special box,only to be opened inthe midst of self-pity,and bouts of wallowingin guilt or regrets. One… Continue reading Memories in a box

Reflections

Facing the mirror

When you struggle too long for an issue or a problem, but you don’t really want to admit it and that’s precisely when you look into the mirror and face your self with all the reasons of resistance and excuses of procrastination. The mind is a great help and hindrance, the body just follows its… Continue reading Facing the mirror

Reflections

Re-connecting with the feminine

Today, when I came across the book ‘The Heroine’s Journey’ by Maureen Murdock, the words in there resonated deeply within me. For quite some time now, many many years, I have been experiencing a conflict with the feminine within. Last week’s incident at home about the word ‘permission’ brought back inadmissible feelings from childhood and… Continue reading Re-connecting with the feminine

Poems I Love

One Art – Poem by Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places,… Continue reading One Art – Poem by Elizabeth Bishop

Reflections

Fleeting rainbows

It had rained, and the sun was out from behind the clouds. I searched for the rainbow, didn’t find it, instead looked at the faraway clouds, their whiteness and darkness mixed up in greys. I turned my head and there it was, the lonely illusion, a rainbow. I stared at it, identifying the colours visible… Continue reading Fleeting rainbows

Reflections

What are you rooting for?

Who is a writer? A writer is someone who writes, learns and understands the whole movement of life and lets that understanding reflect in his/her writing. Then why all this fear? Why all this focus on earning money? On earning a name? Because you feel conflicted. The conflict is about writing vs. earning money. You… Continue reading What are you rooting for?

Quotes I Love

What if you could wipe out all the poets and their poetry?

But if you could for a time wipe out all the poets and all their poetry from the world, then you would soon discover, by their very absence, where the men of action got their energy from, and who really supplied the life-sap to their harvest-field. It is not those who have plunged deep down… Continue reading What if you could wipe out all the poets and their poetry?

Music I Love, Reflections

Roses – Music

        Some songs are perfect - lyrics, music, voice of the singer. Everything. It speaks to you, touches your heart in a way that you cannot describe!       What I do is not just write the lyrics, I write what and how the song means to me.. I just have to write it down,… Continue reading Roses – Music