Posted in Poetry ... an attempt !

Will I ever see you again?

 

 

Weeks have passed by
If not months
Since I’ve caught a glimpse of you.
Is the sun too hot for you
Or my love too less ?
Have you gone in search of divine love
Or of friends lost with time?
Will you ever call on me
Fluttering those colours of joy
Or will you just let it pass
And be strangers once again?
You have touched a million hearts
An inner peace, I cannot explain.
Will I be lucky enough
To behold your beauty
Or perish while still in your quest?
Oh! Butterfly.

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Posted in Excerpts from life

The Idli dilemma

 

Being a Keralite, it’s rather unfortunate that my sister and I share a similar dislike for Idli, Dosa and coconut chutney, the trademark of south Indian cuisine. During our school days,  there were idlis popping up from every nook and corner of our backyard. Courtesy: us 😛 . Even after all the nonplussed and innocent looks that we gave as kids, dad always knew. For him wasting food was a crime, it still is. I have to say even after 28 years of fatherhood, he is still very uptight.

It was Idli again for breakfast today. After struggling for 15 long minutes with two of them, I ran to the kitchen when I finally got a chance to throw them away. 28 years with my dad has taught me how to commit a perfect breakfast crime. As I lifted the crumbled newspaper bit from the dustbin to hide my Idli, to my surprise, I saw another one staring back at me. That’s when realization dawned, my sister was roaming around the kitchen few minutes earlier. I smiled and threw in mine to give the lone ranger some company!

No matter how many years pass by, somethings never change. And I am so glad they don’t.

My sincere apologies to

  1. Mr. Idli, Mrs. Dosa and Miss. Chutney
  2. All the Idli and Dosa lovers in this world.

And dad, I will always love you no matter what 🙂 . I must admit it feels so good to be back. I really really missed you guys 😦 .

Shruti.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Poetry ... an attempt !

Where do I belong?

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I am neither here

Nor am I there.

I know not

To go where?

I long for both

Will get them not.

Either the whole of me

Or none they want.

My balance stands still

Blank is my mind.

Choose I have to

And faster that is.

I stand to lose 

Regardless of

What I choose.

The irony of my life!

My heart is crushed

An emotional tragedy.

Nothing is irreplaceable

Neither am I.

I tell myself 

Not to worry

If that is so

Home will find me!

-Shruti.

Posted in Miscellaneous

Tomorrow is another day!

PicsArt_1440855887710_wm (1) “After all, tomorrow is another day!” – Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the wind.

I am the kind of person who likes to live in the present and that too happily rather than spend my ‘today’ worrying about my ‘tomorrow’. It may not be a great idea always because we need solutions too. But there are times when worrying about certain things will not only get you nowhere but also create turbulence within yourself. Besides there are also times when  solutions present before you when your are calm and relaxed.

So enjoy your TODAY without worrying about what we can’t/didn’t do and losing your mind over those who don’t deserve it. Instead, learn to prioritize and give importance only to that which is deserving. After all tomorrow is another day and we might find a way. Why worry? 🙂

Be happy and keep smiling!

Shruti