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I, Me, Myself...: January 2008

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I, Me, Myself. Thursday, January 31, 2008. Conceived a myriad years ago. Hidden beneath the dry land. Tucked safe in Her arms. Encircled by stark darkness. He tamed and wielded the treasure. And gave it gloss and shine. It scintillates a brilliant spark. To make even the unswerving eyes blind. Of all man's discoveries. This one stands tall. For it has bewitched. The hearts of all. I stand today, as a regal owner. Of a priced possession. Which will stay on to be. A perpetual wonder to my eyes. You can tak...

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I, Me, Myself...: June 2009

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I, Me, Myself. Thursday, June 11, 2009. What would you choose to be in your next life? This is one of the myriad funny conversations my dad and I exchanged couple of days back and it struck me so intensely that I had to blog. I laughed soooooo hard on the truth underlying it and I was inspired to write this poem (yes, i had to copy the idea of Solomon Grundy). Our dear Mozzie,. Born on a Monday,. Christened on Tuesday,. Married on Wednesday,. Took several ill on Thursday,. Procreated on Friday,.

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I, Me, Myself...: Pipe dream

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I, Me, Myself. Saturday, March 05, 2011. I love to walk. In the wondrous labyrinth of life. Relishing the many diversities. I seek his hold but. He looks past the small wonders and. Oblivious of a faithful companion. He walks alone in search of company. Hurt and lost,. Baffled and beat,. I wonder if our life is. Nothing but a pipe dream! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Life the greatest teacher. View my complete profile.

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I, Me, Myself...: April 2008

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I, Me, Myself. Saturday, April 12, 2008. A passage I liked. Reading books was never part of me until sometime back when I picked up. I've been reading quite a lot ever since. I happened to lay my hands on The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand and I'm totally fascinated by Howard and Dominique. Every exchange between the characters is so absorbing and the book is unputdownable. It's definitely worth more than just a read. What are you doing about it Howard? There's nothing I can do. It's something one acquires.

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I, Me, Myself...: November 2008

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I, Me, Myself. Thursday, November 27, 2008. We wake up to crimson showers scalding our land virtually every day! Fatigued so much so we have accepted it as a way of life! Who knows we might be attacked next? I shattered when I saw the visuals of the hotels go up in flames! May I call it ugly devolution? Friday, November 21, 2008. Order noodles. Get free roach toppings! Perhaps that's the reason they failed to notice tiny roaches skimming on the noodles. Insects and Me! He offered to replace, I declined a...

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I, Me, Myself...: Sights & Sounds

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I, Me, Myself. Saturday, March 27, 2010. What more can you expect from a girl who is phobic to crowds and confines to the scarcity of people and whose life orbits around RK Salai? Whirls of dust everywhere, leave alone the piled up waste at regular intervals that Panchayat ignores almost always. This could be compared to Ranganathan street, the hub of Chennai economy and contamination. Finally, there's no better place on earth than my heavenly abode and my car! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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I, Me, Myself...: September 2008

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I, Me, Myself. Monday, September 29, 2008. Ever heard your folks say, "Don't do it! And we end up doing it. after all "Forbidden fruits taste sweeter! Am I a baddie, if I get myself tattooed? Am I a baddie, if I pierce my navel? Am I a baddie, if I. Well ya there are loads of If's. It still amazes me to find my department forcing us to wear ONLY salwars with duppattas, when the rest of the college (yes! Sadly it's a girls' college) sings freedom! Now, I know who is old and conservative! It is my new high!

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I, Me, Myself...: I love...

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I, Me, Myself. Tuesday, December 15, 2009. To wake up to see the subdued rays of the sun. To lazily push through the coziness of the night at dawn. To smell the freshness of a new day. To walk barefoot on chilled, dewy grass blades. To gratify my parched tongue with one drop of water. To watch the waves crashing on my feet. To feel the soft drizzle on my skin. To see the vivid colours of nature. To listen to the whiteness of baby talk. To relish a steaming cup of coffee in freezing cold.

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I, Me, Myself...: May 2010

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I, Me, Myself. Wednesday, May 12, 2010. Where am I going? What am I doing? Why am I here? Do I belong here? Do I like this? Ahhhh And how many more such questions choke my mind? I whine and wince and moan and yet I carry through. Because I am part of a design I do not know who contrived and certainly don't ever wish to know. There's a beginning and an end I'm certain of and I reaffirm that I need to cheerfully SASHAY through the polar points in life. Blurred. Yet focused. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).