Mom‘o’sphere

Chennai to BombayWasn’t easy for youYou did it anywayWhat can I say about youIn her wombI spent nine monthsLittle did she know I would be such a havocIn the coming monthsMy first flight with youYou couldn’t forgetOh! What a troubleSo you chose to not forgetMother of two humans, some fish and a canineI think you …

100 days, 100 posts

Something made me want to start writing this post a couple of days back and I wanted to make sure to not miss out on mentioning any of the important things that I value and am truly thankful for — it’s my way of showing gratitude or even feeling happy about what I have here …

An ode to remember

Your existenceGiftOur togethernessSwiftYour smileScintillatingOur talksNever-endingYour eyesSparkleOur relationshipImmortalYour noseSharpOur walksDarkYour palmsSoftOur hand-in-handCraftYour wristBroadOur Raksha BandhanOdeYour shouldersStrongOur fun workoutLongYour armsSecureOur hugsPureYour walletFlowingOur shoppingOverflowingYour cookingLip-smackingOur rendezvousStackingYour partiesLuringOur secretsSyncedYour angerRareOur careAffairYour threatsPunOur timeUndoneYour intelligenceBenignOur reflectionsFineYour heartGoldOur dreamsUntoldYour lossSinkingOur memoriesEnduringYour guardingAngelicOur connectionBeatific 23rd of this month marks more than a decade that my brother’s death did us physically apart. This …

Vater werden ist nicht schwer, Vater sein dagegen sehr

Don’t get carried away by the title, I don’t know German, but the one for whom I am writing this sure knows some of it. Vater werden ist nicht schwer, Vater sein dagegen sehr means becoming a father is easy, being a father on the other hand is very difficult. He is one of the …

‘Here today, gone tomorrow’

One of the many feelings of a person losing hair and on the way to being bald. The ones who go bald on purpose in some South Asian countries, specially in India for some sort of religious oaths or others around the world as a fashion trend or the weather being too hot to handle …

Grand Ode IV

Here’s my last in this series of Grand Odes, this one is for my maternal grandfather. The man that he was, I wish I could have had some more time with him. With a stepmotherIt wasn’t easy to step furtherTwo red chillies, water and riceFor you to survive did it sufficeYou were youngYou were unsungOpportunity …

30 days, 30 posts

It has been an incredible 30! 30 days, 30 posts - I enjoyed each day of writing and putting up that post. The amazing people I have been in contact with - your likes, your comments, your follows, your post shares matter. Beautiful image source: feelgrafix I am really thankful that I get to interact …

Dual pain, dual gain

If one wasn’t enough, nature has bestowed me with another in the form of menstrual cramps and look what it made me do - write some more! 😊 Here is something for you to read when you feel like reading an ode Grand Ode, when it is raining Coffee, a book, the rains and a …

Grand Ode III

There is nothing like ‘a’ good time to remember your grandparents. This is my third in the series of Grand Odes and is dedicated to my paternal grandmother. She passed away some years back and I like to remember her this way. To and fro the market placeWe held our hands and walked with graceChoose …

Grand Ode II

This is a special one, a second in my series of Grand Odes, dedicated to my maternal grandmother who also passed away when I was in school. A strong willed and jovial woman with a knack to make things happen. Camphor made you a miniatureOh it was of a bad natureBut it could not do …