But, what if…?
The next moment
I weigh harder.
I go for it!
But, what if…?
The next moment
I weigh harder.
I go for it!
As the night murmurs
I shall listen peacefully.
Proud to grasp
the wind’s whispers,
I may nod calmly.
queer and exotic,
as the music
of the trees,
and my soul
swirls and merges,
I truly live.
(What can you do if you unintentionally rile someone with your words? This is a comment to myself – an attempt to patch up.)
You had in mind a ‘Jeu d’esprit’ :-O
Which has ended up a dud wit!
Yes, you were smiling as you typed it 😉
But remember she was miles away!
It would have worked face-to-face;
It should have been in your mother tongue.
All you can do now is
Wear this D:< emoticon round your neck,
And chant these mantras while commenting:
No more ‘humorous’ comments,
(Loose lips sink ships!)
No more trusting those phony smileys.
Om, shanti, shanti, shanti….
Will it mend it or rend it?
Image courtesy: MSN Messenger Emoticons
Awards – they always bring home the heartwarming messages of support, love and concern. This one too.
Rules to this award:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award.
2. Tell 7 things about yourself that will not have come up in your blog entries.
3. Pass it on to 7 blogs you find inspiring and explain why.
Part I: Thank you!
These C’s will best describe him – Compassionate, Considerate, Candid, Creative. Now that is enough to make you visit his blog, if you haven’t done that yet.
Part II: The seven things
1. I am a Libran – queen of indecision.
2. I am a ‘middlest sister’ : Eldest one is Papa’s pet and youngest one is Mama’s. So what about the middle one? The maid’s pest. [Not really 😉 ]
3. I am a strict teacher : In spite of the ardent prayers of students and staff, I rarely avail leaves of any sort. 😉 “Neither stones nor prayers nor sticks, Insults or complaints or bricks could still my determination”.
4. I abhor lies (I don’t mind them white or noble, but can’t tolerate the ones through the teeth) and liars : Accuse me of lack empathy, but I have never heard, from anyone, a genuine reason for lying.
5. Something that I find hard to refuse : An offer of sweets.
6. My worst fear : What if I sleep like a log for 24 hours at a stretch and wake up to realize that I have lost a full day from my life?
7. My wish(just one of them) : To die when I am still healthy enough.
Part III: The inspiring bloggers
1. Amira: Blessed with the talent to spot poetry in almost everything, and she says, “i am who i am … with a smile, no matter what.”
2. Bikram: A concerned citizen, thereby a popular blogger who says, “I am Me basically”.
3. Judy: Her words and pictures are full of affection – one who “believes in being a life-long learner.”
4. Munchow: Photographer par excellence who “seeks to expand his vision, both visually and technically.”
5. Nancy: You’ll sure find enough tips for business and life.
6. Tito: “Part time philosopher, part time poet and wannabe (already a good one) author..”
7. Usha: Versatile writer, wonderful teacher – “An eccentric rambler on life’s lessons and mercies.”
Of course there are many more. Here are just a few more of them:
They are just a dozen of writers whose blogs and comments inspire me. Congrats! And thanks to all the other bloggers who awe me with their beautiful blogs.
There is one golden rule for bloggers: If we blog we ARE!
So of late have I BEEN or not?
After that inevitable break I realized I was slowly getting adjusted to not blogging. As a result I met with a lot of losses. Here are the confessions of a lazy blogger:
1. The email notification to this post must have raised the eyebrows of my dear readers – “Come on, what now, after such a long gap?” My fellow bloggers might have almost forgotten me. (But glad that you haven’t.) Anyway, the excuse of being busy is no more valid.
2. The guilty feeling of neglecting my humble blog had been haunting me all the way.
3. I can’t make up my mind what to post, although a few drafts have long been waiting. Also, writer’s block pesters me too much.
4. My dashboard often turns a cold shoulder to me and I face difficulties logging in too.
5. At times I even forget my password!
6. These days my site status hits all-time lows.
7. I missed many of the wonderful posts out there in the blogosphere.
8. Instead of utilizing my spare time to process my next post, I squander it worrying.
9. I have put on weight as I have been cooking and of course eating more!
10. And thus I have to post a piece like this in my desperate attempt to return.
Yes! I AM BACK! I AM BACK!
(I THINK SO) 😉
2011 bid good bye to me very gracefully, showering awards upon my blog. When I started blogging I never believed I would ever get nominated for an award. Fortunately I came across many creative and positive minded bloggers whose blogs and comments inspire and motivate me.
I must mention these names: Elyas (A young poet of unique, original thoughts and pertinent words), Searching for the Light (A writer whose words will surely touch your heart) & Judy (A cheerful blogger of many parts – an excellent photographer, artist, and much more).
To them I owe these five award nominations. Thank you, my dear friends, for these gestures of appreciation and affection.
The Versatile Blogger Awards from Elyas and Judy
Candle Lighter Awards from Searching for the Light and Elyas
A second Liebster Blog Award, again from Elyas!
The Rules (The Versatile Blogger)
These are the rules that every nominee must comply with:
1. Thank the award-giver and link back to them in your post.
2. Share 7 things about yourself.
3. Pass this award along to 15 recently discovered blogs you enjoy reading.
4. Contact your chosen bloggers to let them know about the award.
I have picked up the following seven facts about me.
Now my nominations for The Versatile Blogger Award. I am sure you too would start regularly visiting these blogs, just like me.
(It’s just okay to skip the next paragraph, but if you would like to know the provocation behind this piece, do read it.)
[Last week I fell in love with a pen(!). It does not belong to me. It was a property that had been lying neglected for quite some time in the Lost & Found box of the school. Two weeks back when I was direly in need of a black ball point pen, I discovered it. The beginning of a new relationship. After a fortnight of silly signing tasks I filched fetched it home today for a short stay (?).]
The experience of writing with a pen after a long time swept me off my feet. It took me back to the college days where we struggled to catch up to the high-speed dictation of notes by the lecturers/professors. Ah, it was fun. (Have the Reynold pens become extinct?!)
Nowadays I usually use pens just for dashing off something brief, and for doodling during the ho-hum sessions of a meeting. Penning a serious, lengthy piece is entirely different. Initially it may seem unexciting. We may get annoyed when it comes to editing the draft. However after a page or two we will find it hard to jot down all the words that emerge from the deluge of ideas. Then we whine: My hands are too slow!
OMG! What have I made of my fingers? They are becoming NUMB. They can no longer perform the fine tasks like holding a slender pen, a tiny needle, or a delicate petal! THEY ARE GOOD FOR NOTHING BUT CLICKING! Can this be written off as something rife in this era? In the process of evolution let human fingers not get reduced to ugly, stiff stubs – that’s my prayer.