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My tryst with wordsmithing

Charcoal grey

A soldier he was Fair and handsome Full of life Caught in crossfire He returned home in an urn Absolutely still Charcoal grey — Written for Allpoetry.com contest based on the prompt “Charcoal grey” that has to be exactly 23 words. Featured image courtesy : http://bit.ly/charcoalgrey295

Bless us all

Isn’t it amazing that the earth just goes about the job quietly of revolving around the sun a whopping distance of 940 million kms every year? A joy it is to pause and ponder, the amazing cosmic wonder and celebrate as it commences another revolution around the sun. A creative on the occasion of ‘Happy new year’ as “Bless us all”.

’tis another beautiful morning

Everyday seems to be simple dull day. Is it really? As I went on my customary morning walk with my dog today, my beautiful muse observed the everyday simple sights and wove it into a beautiful poem.  ’tis another beautiful morning, isn’t it? Hope you enjoy the poem.  Hey, how was your morning?

Just pause for a second

In today’s world of ‘too much and more’, it is a challenge to ‘just be’. Constantly challenged by a busy world of tasks, goals and accomplishments, that fills every waking minute with work – professional or personal, some folks plan the ‘me-time’ too!  We love to think in gross terms of time, most often in terms of hours, weeks and months for all our planning.  Here is a breezy creative that takes a look at…

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Just an ordinary day

Is ordinary really ordinary? Only when we are unable to do the ordinary, we realise that it is not. Post an accident the everything ordinary things were not possible. Free weeks after the surgery the ordinary cup of tea in the morning seemed heavenly, extraordinary really. That is when I understood Osho’s saying ‘Being ordinary is being blessed’.

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A tribute – “A shaft of light”

Have you ever thought that it is a blessing to see the morning sun streaming through the leaves? Have you wondered who had to go into the sunset for ensuring this for us?

Near my house is a park named after Major Sylvester Rakesh Ratnam, a resident of my area who was martyred in Operation Parakram in 2002. When I walk in this small park and see the beautiful shaft of light in the morning, with the bust of his in the centre of park, I can only think of how the young lad walked into the sunset to ensure that we citizens see the daylight. A humble tribute to soldier and his mother as ‘A tribute -“A shaft of light”’

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