When Sorrow Arrives
The greatest blessing
in anyone’s life
is being able
to be vulnerable
without
the fear of judgment
or the need
to explain. … More When Sorrow Arrives
The greatest blessing
in anyone’s life
is being able
to be vulnerable
without
the fear of judgment
or the need
to explain. … More When Sorrow Arrives
Sometimes, all you can do is wait. But for how long? The wait can stretch on forever. The “right time” hardly ever stops by to knock on your door, letting you know the wait is over and it’s time to get on with your life. … More Living or Waiting
Rain is not just a season, it’s a feeling for me. A nostalgic feeling. Growing up in Kerala, where rain was the prominent season, will do that to you. Living here in Arizona, where rain is mostly a myth and ever more a longing, will do that to you. This summer, we experienced a devastatingly … More Missing Rain #FictionMonday
You don’t understand — carelessly muttered to carelessly dismiss my concerns. Every time he muttered those three words, he pushed me away a bit more… …absently recoiling into his world. What was it that I didn’t understand? He never bothered to enlighten me. Was it a fear that I might comprehend, perhaps everything? Or was … More You Don’t Understand #FictionMonday
Colors of My Life – Tints of grey stalked me all along, but I knew I couldn’t fall in love with the color that remained a stalker of my life. Black and white, however, remained my friends in the background. They too, were far from coloring my life in their hues. Neither unfortunate nor favored, … More Colors of Life, of Love #FictionMonday
Isn’t that the truth? When you don’t know, you simply don’t. Then why pretend otherwise? Do you really believe that you know everything? Isn’t that foolish of you? Nobody knows everything. Not me. Not you, evidently. Yet you insist that you know — not just what others went through and are going through, but even … More When You Don’t Know, You Don’t Know! #MundaneMonday
It wasn’t the cage. There was no cage. In fact, there were no roof or walls. It isn’t always the cage that holds one back. Neither were there any shackles. At least nothing was visible to the naked eye. But she felt chained, with no room even to wiggle around. Surrounded by an invisible cage … More Wings of Freedom #FictionMonday #ProsePoem
In quiet contemplation, I often find myself questioning the essence of living in the present. If our focus narrows to the current moment alone, does everything else lose its significance? Can such a focus truly lead to a fulfilling life? Without the past, without the future—can the present stand alone? It cannot. Living in the … More Seizing the Present #FictionMonday #ProsePoem
She was alone, in her thoughts, in her life, in her house. Everyone pitied her for they thought being alone was worse. But they didn’t know she was only alone, never lonely. In fact, she knew how enriching her life was. She felt sorry for everyone who believed they had it all, but lived a … More Alone #FictionMonday #ProsePoem
Don’t hesitate to step back and take a look at the bigger picture from time to time. Our dreams and goals may shift as we grow and evolve. It’s perfectly acceptable to change your course. But how will you discern this if you don’t pause to reflect? At the end of your life, if you’re … More Beyond Regrets #FictionMonday