In my courtyard,
Lurks those ghosts of memories
Waiting to come alive.
Hibiscus was a part of our childhood. I don’t remember a single house in Kerala without this plant in their courtyard.
Hibiscus leaves were used as a shampoo and conditioner in Indian households. My sister and I loved this homemade shampoo. Those times we never used store-bought shampoos and conditioners on our hair.
Though we were supposed to use the grindstone to make the leaves into a pulp, my sister and I preferred the electric blender for its ease of use. Of course, our mom was not so thrilled when we used her beloved blender to make shampoo which wasn’t food and we were subjected to scoldings as an aftermath.
But it was worth it. Our shiny hair made it all worth it. 🙂
I clicked the above picture inside our apartment complex some days ago. The memories a simple plant triggers…
Days once familiar, no longer here
ridden with caution.
Faces not many appear, neither are welcomed,
shaded with woes,
hidden behind masks.
A new world, bugs roam freely,
squashed like bugs, meet your fate,
if wander in the streets, mankind afraid.
This new world, an ailing one
bearing many angsts,
to leave behind.
A new world, a healing one,
sharing the hope
of, returning to the days once familiar.
Days once familiar, remembered dearly.
Days once familiar, a longing in million hearts.
Written for Yeah Write Fiction/Poetry Challenge.
Finding a spot
Claiming a lot
Masquerading as a power
Aren’t we all?
In this Universe
Not knowing what’s in store
Pretending to have a voice
In this Universe
Aren’t we all?
The truth is we have no control over our lives. It’s fleeting, it’s transient, it’s disappearing with every moment that passes by. But we immerse ourselves in such fruitless debates pointing fingers at each other claiming that “I am right”. And if “I am right” “you must definitely be wrong”. We are humans. Tiny humans. Life is a happy meeting of fellow humans until death claims it permanently. If only we learned to live together harmoniously… If only we learned to live with agreeing to disagree and still be friends…
Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday.
Drifted from its path
Heralding a change in season
Graceful and unique
Writing a Haiku after a long time. Though I cheated with an extra syllable, I couldn’t perfect it the way I would have liked. This stray battered-looking leaf landed upon the window of my car one afternoon and I clicked immediately. It looked so perfect perched on the glass window. Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.
It was my little one’s birthday yesterday. Sharing some pictures of him and a few lines to mark the day. 🙂
Looking through the photos of yesterdays’,
I’m reminded of the time that’s disappearing fast
Your naughtiness troubling me every moment,
Yet, that’s something I would cherish for years to come
The anger I shower,
As you try to climb a wall or get inside a cupboard
Only because I love you so much more,
Your senseless adventures knock the sense out of me, dear
But, never let go of your curiosity,
No matter how scared it makes me
That’s a wish I have for you,
My crazy adventurer, who melts my heart!