I write about what affects me, enthralls me. I write my experiences, I write my emotions. To grow, to learn, to live, to celebrate Life. I write.
Thursday, January 31, 2019
The ride that brings our two years of beautiful time.
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
The Day demands my attention
The day demands my attention.
And the night never cares for me.
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
The Brownie Break
|L to R Navya, Pooja, Myself & Jbr anna|
Lines of the hour
Ladies First- Movie
Sunday, January 27, 2019
The 15:17 to Paris
Listen to Me by Sashi Deshpande
Viriah by Krishna Gubili
|Viriah by Krishna Gubili.|
Saturday, January 26, 2019
More than a selfie
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Thank you Stranger.
I turned aside to see her reading a book. The sight of her reading book seemed beautiful.
She seemed elegant. She seemed attractive.
I'm surprised now.
Happy for making her birthday memorable. And I walked away saying. "Wow. That's amazing. Hope this made you happy. Happy birthday."
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Friends' Weddings- Back to the classic style
Kalpana always shared how we're ignorant of wasting many resources. Kalpana's daughter was engaged at a temple. As the lady is the way she is, I was contended to attend the engagement.
Was spell bounded by the whole arrangement. Right at the well, Sruthi and Teja got engaged. At the centre of the well was the musical setup singing all the praises to God.
Great Set up. Everything seemed classy. The cots were set up for anyone who want to sit and rest. The food section was put in a open hall. The family wanted the attendees to sit and eat at ease without thinking too much what to pick and eat. "We put 3 state food since we're from Tamil Nadu born and brought up in Karnataka and a Telugu speaking family." Kalpana explained.
All men in white dhoti and Kurta served food. Traditional pappu annam. And happy to see the TEDx Fam again.
"We made all the sweet for 5 days at home." Kalpana was sharing how there's fun in these kinda gatherings at home and work together. They had some return gifts for all the attendees as well, a box of agarbattis from Kanpur which are made up of the flowers offered in the temples.
Kalpana being Kalpana is a working model for inspiration. I always imagined a wedding at the beach. If possible, will try out for an ecological one. Thanks Kalpana for the inspiration.
I wish people go back in retro celebrating festivals at temples.
Holidays with Harry
Monday, January 21, 2019
The Sunday Haul
Khaki Parish: Our War, Our Love, 1940-46 by Helen Cook
The moon and the six pence. Wanted to try out his other books. Picked up Cakes and Ale
|With Vinod Ekbote|
|Five American Poets|
|The bag full of books bought at Abids|
Sunday, January 20, 2019
Saturday, January 19, 2019
Anna Centenary Library
A change in a decade
- Started Writing Diary
- Hitchhiked to meet A.P.J.Abdul Kalam
- Didn't go to school to watch A.R.Rahman win Oscars
- Started respecting other's time
- Didn't have any respect for books or reading.
- Journaling and also blogging
- Hitchhiking to meet Strangers
- Writing a book on how I met A.R.Rahman
- Trying to share the message of respecting other's time
- Puts books and readers at first place
In dialogue with Kashyap
Friday, January 18, 2019
Stories on wheels
They slid the door and there was no seat behind. They asked me if I'm okay to sit inside which included Frames, paintings, vases and a speaker. I said yes, and I got in.
Maybe my face expressions gave out the doubt.
|The Blue Omni Van|
Sunday, January 13, 2019
My friend's poem on poetry.
A voice from inside mocks
And I say no a vehement no
I don’t write some poetry
I just sharpen my vocabulary
In way that soothes my thirst
In a way that goes unnoticed
From the testing bites of the Learned
For I heard that poetry is class
A class of its own in dictum
Do I have a dictum of words
No I simply have some Oohs
Some Aahs and some yeses and noes
No I am not a poet
For I heard that poetry is lyrical
Lyrical in its germination
Lyrical in its roots and stem
Rhythmical in buds and flowers
Do I posses any of these?
I just pluck some emotions
Some sentiments nearby
Some words of chasms
Some words of passion
Some words of compassion
Just to relieve the pressure
That keeps building in me
Ssssh don’t ever call me a poet
I say to the questioning voice
For a poem is a river
A river of spontaneity
Spontaneity of expressions
Expressions of emotions
Emotions of experiences
Experiences of humanity
Humanity and Wilderness
Wilderness and Nature
What do I know about all these?
No I am not a Poet.
Life in words.
I picked up this book to gift Sruthi. I loved the cover so much that I bought two copies. Gifted one to Sruthi and used another one.
A.P.J.Abdul Kalam book is one more I always take with me wherever I go. Few thoughts on his book.
The Black and White Photo
Saturday, January 12, 2019
This Year That day
Wednesday, January 9, 2019
The Poetry Meetup
New Year Celebrations
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Gratitude Tales: The Pretty Little Things
Stories on Wheels - In dialogue with Anagha
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
After long time, got on to this song. Back then, got introduced to Ash King by movie Body Guard and then kept checking out his discography. Ages back, used to listen to this song.
Bengaluru Days- The Rameshwaram Cafe
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