Those rare moments when the world fades away and a quiet descends. I found myself in one of those yesterday night. I could hear myself think. The voice inside did not have an exhausting quality like a fan noise reminding you of the heap of dishes in the sink or an email from a colleague needing a calm response. Neither did the voice have the quality of a performance coach cheering you on to visit the gym or get up…
They say ignorance is bliss but freshly descending from new mommy bliss this mommy begs to politely and vehemently differ. I love reading, so you won’t be surprised to know that I split my pre-partum maternity leave into sleeping (or more like tossing, turning and snoring between bathroom runs), obsessing about good parenting – by reading about baby sleep schedule baby development, raising an empathetic being (you get the gist..) and I added in some fantasy fiction in a last-ditch…
I pictured a rainbow, you held it in your hands I had flashes, but you saw the plan I wondered out in the world for years, but you just stayed in your room I saw the crescent, you saw the whole of the moon Lazywiz often asks Aarwen, in wonder, “How do you even know that?” To which Aarwen, who has led what some might say a pretty sheltered life so far, replies smoothly, “I have read it in a…
Many many years ago, so many that I no longer remember how many, I remember writing an essay for my school magazine. During a train journey, a thin little girl had sung while holding her infant brother in her arms. The coins that people threw into her tin bowl had held strange haunting music of their own. I must have seen beggars before, but this girl had felt real. Real enough that I had written about her. My teachers had…
Last night, in a jumble of dreams, I danced… I was back in the newly built school auditorium. Now that I know more, I realise it wasn’t as magnificent as I thought it to be back then. No ornate columns, not even a carpet. Just a rectangular block of concrete, not even fully painted. With only a single raised platform. I remember, grand or not – didn’t matter to me then, it didn’t matter now. I remember leaning against an…
Write more. My new year resolution. Simple. Right? Or maybe I should take a resolution to keep life simple. Simple = Happy. Right? There is something about being in between. Walking home from your school bus stop. Driving to work on a rainy morning. When the season changes. When it’s midnight. When a year is about to turn into another. This sensation of being in between brings with it a sense of possibility. A chance at wrapping things up. Starting…
The scene opens up to this rosy-cheeked vibrant little girl running from her governess, running away from rules, towards adventure. She watches her idols fight against the background of rising waters and soaring hills. What strikes me is the vibrant colours, the shine and this little girl with shining eyes thinking of valour and happy endings. She listens to those stories her mother tells her and is convinced that all she needs is that one chance to prove herself. She reaches…
I hadn’t planned on falling in love again. I was already in love. My heart didn’t have room for anyone else is what I firmly believed. So when I met him, I subconsciously kept my distance. He was not going to be my friend, let alone one of my best friends! But, as it inevitably happens with love, something magical occurred. It was a stormy evening. He was not comfortable on the couch where I was working on my laptop.…
Someone decided today’s is best friends day.. We wish you celebrate friendship every day.. Reposting.. I must writeFor I must capture this feelingWill it do, to put it on blog?While my head is still reeling..Shall what I put in words,Typed with my hand shakingMake sense to meWhen I re-read it in the morning?The strong sweet memory,Of friendship and night long talking.A decade has passed since we metAnd yet, in happiness, my heart is gushing. Have you had that one friend…