What is one word that describes you? Compassionate, Clever, Characterised, Common sensed, Commoner, Casanova, Camaraderie, Caring and Cash. Home, Happy, Holistic, Herculean, Her’s, Hateable, Hard-hitting, Hours, Happening, Hallelujah, Hip-hop, Holding and Hats. No bullshit, Never illogical, Not taking it for granted.
Antony, Did You Live a Life?
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Living too long is a risk too. That is what I have learnt from the field of Insurance. I lived a life less ordinary. Been there done that kind. Have I done enough to live this long. Celebrating 100 years of life is no what I will be…
Unlearning Love to Love Again
What is the last thing you learned? Yesterday I was stupidHence I hurt you badly.Today I am wiseHence I hug you warmly.Tomorrow I will be invisibleHence I hate to say I don’t love you.
Detached to Get Attached
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? That day the umbilical cord was detached from my mother only to get attached to millions of materials around me, I despise that.
The Bench, A book and she is reading it to me lying on my lap. The magic of Notting Hill will be created. This is the place where I first caught my breath on snowdrops. I didn’t know what I was expecting to see and experience in this random place Worthing, that I chose to…
Of Blue Sky and Bare Trees
“I see the soul of the trees. Every gnarled knot & scar revealed. Nothing to conceal under a pretentious foliage.”“The branches like penitent lacerations of remorse & regrets extending further on and further on towards the sky, waiting for something.” Best part of writeup. It reminded me of the day when I painted “Solitude” for…
Live and Let Live
Why cannot people live by this simple principle? The reason I am putting my thoughts in print is because of the explanations people are expecting from my husband. They want to know why has he ALLOWED me to travel alone and stay alone for five months in a foreign land!!! How could she leave her…
Two Still Tango-ing Around
She is a Flower ChildWho Loved My FlawsHeld me Together as a PieceStill Poles Apart in ThoughtsI Walked AloneShe Followed Me SilentlyWhen Blessings Came CallingShe Called Out, be Gracious.
World Poetry Day
You are slowly becoming an #AthukkumMele writer. Your chemistry with life, words, taste, thoughts and love are in perfect combination and well synchronised. Enjoying every moment of your creativity. Yesterday was World Poetry Day. I woke up to a tag on Twitter by a generous soul, who added me as one of his favourite poets.…
Hold My Hand
His expressions of loveSometimes are complicated wordsOtherwise just a touchBoth immersed in love. She hears those voiceless wordsAnd reads him like a tome. Thank you Penne.#MalfunctionsOfMyBrain He holds her handsWhen he feelsthat words are inadequate.She smiles,hearing his wordsthat his touch articulates. Hold My Hand