Monday, February 02, 2009

Reckless in happiness

It's amazing to revel with a child. Abandoning all rules, hypocrisy and mental walls.
Arushi brings out the eternal spring of happiness from within. Her games, the mindless blabbering, the songs, the chatter, the snuggling and the cajoling....everything makes me my real self. Makes me who I am and proud to be living in the here and now.

Thank you darling. And thank you AC for being the other half of this genesis.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

His alone

Perhaps on a quiet moment in time, one evening, as I gathered the remnants of the day, He passed me by. The aura unmistakable, the strength immeasurable and the beauty indescribable.
Touched I was for sure.

The smile I smiled from then on lives in my heart.
'I Believe!!!', I screamed. And have screamed time & time again. All shreds of doubt gone and huge waves of love are all that remain. Tears flow incessantly and tranquil shades of peace flow & flood the being.
Let me live in bliss & may His tribe increase.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Sunshine turns one

You came through us. Our lives touched by an angel from God. As you sleep, we wish you dreams of golden fields & days of light. We wish you endless laughter & joyful friendships. We wish you careless abandon & glittering skies full of stars. We wish you a free heart & abundant love. Thank you. You have given us more than we could ever dream of. We can only love you like no other. Mom & Dad

Friday, June 23, 2006

For AC

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or
topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots
off. I love you as certain dark things are to be
loved, in secret, between the shadow and the

I love you as the plant that never blooms but
carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or
from where. I love you straightforwardly, without
complexities or pride; so I love you because I
know no other way

than this: Where “I” does not exist, nor “You”,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Taking it in

Etched in the furrows of my being
I was born before they made crease-free.
Happenings in toto,
My brain has a life of its own
And greedy as hell
Processes all that it sees -
Leaving nothing to imagination.
Imagination left to write verses like these

It means one cannot shut out
Parts of the past that pester;
Nor dodge dollops of happiness
That ever transpired.
I am my own walking memory machine
Forever trying to forget,
But waking each time to realize
That the dream is already lived.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Rajkumar passes away

I did not know him the way most Kannadigas would. I have seen a few movies of his and enjoyed some amazing melodies sung by him.

And yet, today when we learnt that he had passed away, something inside me cried. Somehow the whole scene with the wife and sons mourning him, brought tears to my eyes. A reminder call again that all our days are numbered. He had pledged his eyes so someone could see when he could no more. His eyes reminded me of dad always. The same kindness and the twinkle with the faraway look... His songs are playing on the radio and I can just pray for his family to be at peace.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Through her eyes

As I walked my daughter through our apartment block today, I told her about the myriad things around us. Trees, blossoms, clouds, walkways, bikes, people... I stopped the pram to 'explain' to her how daddy plays tennis and kids ride bikes and we saw occasional cars speed by.

Her face lit up as I spoke to her and a smile was barely perceptible. Her eyes had a faraway look that almost mocked me. As if to say..."YOU adults have put things in brackets, buckets and stamped them this way and that. You think you are explaining "reality" to me. From where I come, I have the ability to find meaning in all of God's creations & smile happily. To me, the flight of the sparrow and the touch of your hand are equally beautiful and make me gurgle in delight. Just be with me as I observe all this, mamma. I am my own person already."

I just smiled and smiled as we walked back home.