Show me a sign that you exist, I pleaded. God said, you think of me.
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Author: Uma Iyer
Drops Of Joy
Have you ever noticed? The way the helmet jiggles when the wearer moves his head to music? The way trees smile and sway after a brief shower? The way generosity meter goes up when the weather is beautiful? The way bikers try to wipe their eyes through goggles? The way the bhutta smells better during monsoon? […]
Belonging
New Place New people New Job I walked out to the terrace and stared 13 floors high I saw eagles fly And sensed belonging.
Green Grief
The neem tree.. it swayed gently green… so green right outside my window. Beautiful, majestic, grand. The home of squirrels..and the birds. It buzzed with the symphony of life while I stared at it dreamily many a morning and then last evening.. I saw my beloved tree naked..stripped off all her glorious leaves and her […]
Plenty..
Plenty has happened. Plenty to go. We are at the crux where the road can take us anywhere. To the top. To the pits. Across. Within. No place. Every place. There are so many thoughts in my head that the words are all rushing in causing a jam at the fingertips.
Do I Exist?
Human I am I am human cells few a couple of tissues blood and flesh and a brain to think a heart to feel and a mind somewhere in between to fly above reach further to be one with the One who created who will destroy to recreate an endless loop a continuous cycle some […]
Snapshots..
No Matter What Whether you are upset or sad, whether they are yelling or shouting, in hunger or in pain, for a hug, for a cuddle, mums are the best. I didn’t quite get it. Until now. No matter how much I yell and keep my daughter from doing fun things (eating the chappals, toppling […]
Dear Curd Rice…
You are light and nice just spiced right with a little bit of pickle you are the best diet dear curd rice, dear curd rice … on hot summer days I crave for you on stomach upset days I’d kill for you dear curd rice, dear curd rice … some say you are boring some say you […]
Happy New Places..
Its Christmas time! Have you any idea how gorgeous Bandra, Hill road would be just about now? They would have stalls upon stalls full of Christmas decorations and trees … Stars and angels and shiny disco balls. They would have plum cake and marzipans and those milky chocolate things. There would be people shopping and […]
Reality Bites
Muscles and bones Ache and groan The injury, forgotten The pain remembered Actions and gestures Tears and bonds The gaps, monumental The memories remain Torn with concern Anguish and sympathy Whom do I hurt for? The one who is distressed physically Or the one who doesn’t even know?
No More Whys..
Ask no questions, get no lies Hear no sound, hear no cries Sympathy, Empathy… wasted words Hello no more, no more byes Sluggish rivers, blackened skies No more hows, no more whys Stalled connections, crossed swords Bleeding ulcers, heartfelt sighs.
Burp!
I was surfing the net and came across this piece that claimed to be able to tell a person’s personality type by the food they liked. Mine would have been ‘Blubber Queen’ but then I didn’t take the test. I mean, what is the point? Right? Right. It got me thinking though. What are my […]