If you buy a dog
and expect someone else
to walk, to play with it
and teach the tricks
Then, isn’t it unreasonable
to ask unconditional love from it
Of course connection is love
and it compounds with
the amount of time invested
~ 12 Jul 25
I consider the title of this blog as one of the most intellectual creations of this blogger. I am happy calling it a partial-anagram. Few have succeeded in cracking the same and I am sure it will be a morale booster. Happy Cracking!!!
If you buy a dog
and expect someone else
to walk, to play with it
and teach the tricks
Then, isn’t it unreasonable
to ask unconditional love from it
Of course connection is love
and it compounds with
the amount of time invested
~ 12 Jul 25
The little boy I knew
cared for all the bugs he knew
He would ask them to be handled safely
Though he’d see them later barely
He’d ask they not be hit
even the mosquitoes
that gave him bad sores
He didn’t think twice
to cuddle me tight, or
press mine on to his face
He’d latch on to my back
without any reluctance
He’d ask for my hand
before we slept
to squeeze his into mine
We’d play the nudge game
finding the patterns
and relaying them
at the tips of our fingers
We’d go on and on,
until sleep beseeched
our tired end-of-day minds
These portals of playfulness
were the proof of parenting
I thought so very proudly
Now, that he’s grown tall
and gotten a teen mind
I miss the sweetness
though the pudding is still mine
~ 12 Jul 25, 23 Jul 25
If you have managed to look at the same thing and notice one or two things differently, then you are paying attention. But then, it is not in a very critical or objective way; perhaps, more in a creative soft way. Like observing and thinking through your heart rather than through your brain.
Case in Point: When driving back from the beach, the gigantic strong trees bearing the slender climbers that were swaying to the passing vehicles got me distracted to look up slightly. And then, I noticed how the entire Besant avenue had overarching trees that met atop, and crowding the air space so much that you hardly notice the blue sky.
~ 07 Jun 25
How is it that things afloat on the sea, always move towards the north. It is the same with humans. We start at a point in the beach and end up further away, northside from where we left our belongings.
~ 07 Jun 25
Stationed on the beach sand,
the insecure kid-dog yelped
desperately at its human parents
who were out on the beach,
wanting to enjoy the sea.
Pets, especially dogs, are always lovable because of this innocent mutual emotion that is etched in them, till their last breath.
~ 07 Jun 25
Every parent must become the ‘oracle’ (of Delphi or of Matrix fame, I mean) that their kids want to go to.
Everyone needs an oracle or oracles. You will need to believe that they will have the answers. They can also be books, the god, or your own self.
~ 07 Jun 25
For them,
They are partners in crime
We are parents in crime
~ 22 Jul 25
She spoke with such clarity; those words were like the thoughts she had written it down earlier, for herself, for no particular reason.
~ 22 Jul 25
I have seen a crow’s nest, pretty much a bare one, but have never seen a crow resting in its nest. Given how hyperactive a crow usually is, at least in the daytime, I have hardly ever imagined a crow in its nest! Of course, I've seen a bird and the birdlings in paintings, with all the babies' mouths wide open. But nothing so far in real time. And obviously, I need to be living on trees to see the entire family, which is not going to happen any sooner.
So, I saw its highness today, when I was at the Anna Centenary library with my seat overlooking a moderately grown neem tree. It was indeed a spectacle to see the busy crow sit still. I was not too sure if there were any eggs in the nest. But yeah, the crow was trying hard to snuggle itself in its nest. And as expected, it disappeared into its busy world after a while. I had to wait for a really long time to get a pic of the crow in its home, and then had to give up! I guess, because it got too busy during lunch time… I meant for humankind. Funny me!
~02 Jun 25
Me thinks: Intelligence cannot be bundled as common sense, unless the person has suffered, or been there.
Context: We tell our kids so many things that we've learnt after we've suffered and that which has become common sense to us. But expecting them to take that as common sense and expecting godspeed is unfortunately unrealistic. The paradox is that this intelligence has still not become common sense to me!
Serendipity or coincidence: In today's A Word A Day series from Anu Garg, in the thought for the today, he's mentioned George Orwell (from the book 1984), because it was his birthday on 25Jun25:
OBEDIENCE IS NOT ENOUGH. Unless he is suffering, how can you be sure that he is obeying your will and not his own?
~26June26
Leaves in autumn:
Wonder who called it 'leaves'!
~ 26May25
The wonders a bit of self-enquiry does,
in the middle of one's falling and falling!
~ 25May25
Feeling sleepy and tired for no particular reason need not be an indication of depression; it could be just anemia. And can be balanced by proper nutrition, hydration, and exercise. Here, exercise can be replaced by physical movement. And when it is done with some fun, like a sport, and with some purpose, it is a real game changer.
~ 25May25
We've been given such small teeth and not being able to take proper care of it (even one at a time) indicates inattention, lack of mindfulness, and improper application of mind. So it's something to do with the mind. Now, extend it to the other body parts.
~25May25
Slow moving traffic
is not worth the hype at all…
especially,
when you are on a two-wheeler,
and you have somewhere to go
something important to do
and have very little time.
~ 27 April 2025
No matter how much
of an egomaniac you are,
The only person
who can sideline you,
condescend you,
wag his index finger at you,
and make you cut a sorry face,
is the traffic policeman
So, beware!
~ 27 Apr 2025
For what cause
Are you getting and
spending kaasu?
~ 18 Apr 2025
After parenting my two sons who are in their teens now, somehow, I feel that I only got it right the third time... when parenting my pet cat.
~ 18 Apr 2025
I would
If I could
keep your names
as the title of all my poems
dear, bittersweet and petrichor!
~ 10 Apr, 2025
I am the mother of our offsprings
I can make food and take good care But I am not your lover I am the provider for our family
I can make money and buy things But not be your lover ~ 14Jul25
What did the terrace bird say
in your ear today
I am sure it was full of mirth
unlike the humans on earth
Did it ask for more food
like little Mr Twist did, or
was it happy with what you gave
and sing you the hymn you pray
~ 08Jul25
Silent office
Bright lights
Empty cubicles
Deafening silence
Structured thinking
Uninterrupted me time
Absolute introspection
~ 07Jul25
When you perceive
what you are going through
And are thoroughly
confused about it
You are fixated in getting
an understanding
of the situation, and which
in part is also about yourself
After a few days of rumination
And practicing Rilke’s idea
of living the question
You put it on paper, accept,
surrender, and let go.
As progress,
it cracks a part of the code
You then decide you must
take it to the oracles and
later also to the someones
who are partly involved in it
And they all look at you
without the judgemental eyes
Accept you for what you are
and validate your feelings
You realise and get affirmed
that you are not out of range
And certainly are in the hands
of the someone safe
Then the right phrase for it
presents itself and brings a
new dimension, and unknots
the remains of the confusion
That there is a ‘charm’
in a new friendship
amidst life's other hardships
And it can bring such calm
It helps you understand
a part of yourself
which you never have been
able to decode
The ‘word’ certainly
tends to multiply
to let bliss into your life.
~ 06Jul25
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
I see the softness in the
glow of the morning star
and there's nothing to sulk
when the glow gives in
on arrival of the morning sun
The point is to be present
Nature has its sweet rhythm
and it doesn't bend or break
for anyone's whims and fancies
There is religion in birds
for each sing their own prayers
some only twice in the day
at the dawn and the dusk
and some all through the day
All the monstrous acts
that defy humankind, such as
a Hitler’s tyranny, could not
have thrived in a monastery
A dog will wag its tail
A cat will slow-blink its eyes
when you call their name
And expecting otherwise
will only give in to our vices
And so is it with people
Attention, imagination, hope,
and more than anything,
kindness - all must be pursued
with as much diligence and worry
as objects of impermanence
Self-enquiry is the
only surest way forward
And how far one can see,
in the direction of well-being
will determine how well we
want to live our everyday life
~ 05Jul25
Dear someone,
I wonder why I say so much
Am I starved or are you delicious
Are you therapeutic or do I need attention,
or maybe, I wanted to just talk to someone
Why should I know, I wonder…
I think of the merit in the friendship
Or what if after sometime I discover
That our core values don't match
And regret having wasted time of both
Or disclosed too much
Would I have said so much
If you were of the other gender
If you were not light skinned
If you did not look pleasant
If I didn't have the luxury of
both your time and my time
Why am I so analytical about it
Am I impatient, seeking sympathy,
or asking for answers
Along the way, I also wonder about intentions
For that matter, everyone's intentions, and
the process of making friends…
Is my process flawed?
I go back to my past with guilt
of picking friends with benefits
But everyone does, don't they?
Well, let's see what it takes…
When we are young,
we like our acquaintances for some odd reasons
We do a lot of talking, goofing around,
and doing things together, in repetition, day after day
We hardly notice that it has been unfolding,
all the while, unawares
And, like magic… friends just happen
Later on, it's friends for life, if it stands the test of time.
We may get to notice the flaws, but don't mind them,
or work around it
When we are in midlife,
We rush past our lives and attend only to priorities
We give no space for the magic to happen
We hardly have the time to talk to the someones
We are also afraid, and wary of getting hurt
We don't make an attempt in the fear of shame,
or the suffering of betrayal or of losing them
Or, are too self-absorbed in our mundane lives
So what do we do…
When the setting to make friends is unfamiliar
or the setting is completely lost or absent
When our conscious self is adept
at noticing the other's interests, problems, values, views
And it dwells on likes and prejudices,
making the space between the two to dissolve or increase
And only wants to flock with the ones of the same feather
So, it's ok, if all of it does not align
It helps to be aware that there are different ways
of getting to know people
And works well if we are open to experiences
It's ok to have conversations with the someones…
As long as we are kind to each other
and know that we want nothing from the other
So, let's let our guard down as many times
as we had to pull them up in the past
And for as many times, when there's a chance
for light to shine on our life which at times runs pale
for there is nothing to lose in this transient realm
for there's no sure way to know more of the someones
Inside us and otherwise.
~ 04Jun25 to 03Jul25
Here are some flowers
(read words) on your birthday!
To set a poem on a person
for a good long time I've known
is not so much fun
I fear that my mind might
pluck some and leave some
of our thoughts in my garden
For this same reason,
I am not so good
at farewell speeches
‘cos I am convinced that
the memories we've made
are enough
And to summarise
indicates an end… Perhaps,
I am shy and superstitious
But if I wish to send love
to someone far
words are all that I have
So, in the pretext of wishing
you and your beautiful mind,
I slip in a wish for me as well
that we continue our good run
in picking each other's brain
~ 27 Jun 2025
Everytime I see you,
I ask myself:
how can I possibly look
eye to eye and smile at you
Despite me, despite you
and despite all that we've
done to each other
And then,
I remember the time…
Ages ago,
how I had looked at you
so lovingly for a while,
while your attention
was elsewhere
And it all made sense
just when I read a poet say:
When you take a long, loving
look anywhere, you feel more
bonded with whatever you've
looked at.
~ 25Jun25
Not being pessimistic, but
things did come into perspective
When I was living my days
through questions of overwhelm,
and self-doubt, and I asked myself:
and, then what?
I have to mention,
my life got much simpler.
In fact, it has ever been so,
after I started asking:
yeah, so what?
Note to Self:
~ 05Jun25
Clearly, I can see
You want to ask me,
your new friend,
Why I say so much
without any inhibition?
May be I am audacious.
But, I don't mind the cost
of being brushed
in the hope of letting
something blossom
My point is…
Why not more fragrance
in a world that's decaying
~ 25May25