“This is silly.”
“Nothing is silly.”
“Everything about this is silly! The colours, the jar, the little fountain…seashells? Really? Come on!”
“Suchita it is a birthday party…”
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Being Silly
On turning 29 #MondayMusings
I love auto rides and showers. There are no better places to contemplate life than here. Is it the journey or the flowing water that provides a conducive environment for thoughts to turn away from the hustle bustle of every day life?
A chance comment from MP – this is the last time you can say you’re in your 20s – and the subsequent realization that I’ll be changing boxes while filling standard forms led to the inevitable meltdown that I was turning old, I had no remarkable achievements to speak of and I’m still reliant on my parents to keep me alive.
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PHOTO PROMPT © Russell Gayer
The contrast between the brown and the green was stark – like nature had drawn an invisible line separating the two.
Read moreIntentions make the world go round
That time of the year – people are making resolutions, some have broken them already, some are rallying around the idea, some are talking about pending resolutions from 2015 like it is a TBR…on a side note have you noticed it never goes beyond 2015? No one has said my resolutions from 2003 are still pending. Maybe it’s just the power of memory that prevents us from remembering such uncomfortable and unhelpful truths.
My point is there are enough memes and jokes and opinions on the matter and this post is not going to be on why you should or should not make resolutions. But this post is going to be about intentions – in case the title didn’t give it away – sorry spoiler alert.
Colours of the rainbow
I still remember
How happy we were
Dancing and singing
As we painted the blue sky.
I still remember
How quickly time flew
When I was in your arms
As we painted the night sky.
Let’s paint the town red – or a heavily watered down red
As a child I was always decent at drawing and painting. I used to take classes and when you’re anywhere below 10 years old, arts and crafts as a hobby and subject are mightily supported by teachers, schools and the curriculum.
I stopped a long time back. But not until a conversation with an editor who was asking what I enjoyed did I realize I had nothing substantial to add apart from books and writing. It was a rude shock that I had zero hobbies since my hobby of reading and writing had turned into a job.
Epiphanies and the places they can come from #MondayMusings
Listening to people talk, especially on a subject they are passionate about is something I enjoy. It is also a particular skill I’m proud of since it can lead to unexpected epiphanies.
For example, from a taxi driver I learnt that no job in this world is big or small; that it is easy to assume because you’re working hard you should reap rewards.
The dying harvest
You came at me – unbidden
Robbing me of any semblance
Till I was a blathering fool
Left alone to deal with the carcass.
Home
Guarding the gates of hell
Are two asuras
If you can appease one
You have to fight the other.
Only the light of the new moon
Can appease both.
On such a night,
They will reveal their secret.
Are you ready?
Mama I killed a man
I woke up with a severe hangover. I made my way to the bathroom lazily. I glanced at the mirror wondering if I looked as terrible as I felt. I stood staring in horror at the grotesque skull grinning at me. It was one of those clean skulls, the kind you see in museums. As I moved closer, I heard the thin strains of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ start to play.
