Snakes and Ladders is an ancient Indian board game ,and we have played that iinnumerable times. But while palying with my grandchildren I realised it taught us what Life is all about, where a player's progression up the board represented a life journey complicated by ups (ladders) and downs (snakes) and good against evil..… Continue reading What life is all about
Beautiful scenery, fresh air, simplicity and a a serene life...these are the things we remember when we think of a village life. Whenever we visited my mom in law we would get to eat a different meal altogether.She lived in a village in Kerala. And I grew up in cities. Though I was shocked to… Continue reading A slice of village life
My poem that won the gold award..the theme was the image given below... We had to write in 24 hrs max, with 16 lines. Title had to be chosen by us-according to what each one conceives from the image. The Power of Mother’s love I took the serpentine road less travelled, When the sky turned… Continue reading The Power of Mother’s Love
If I had the power of creation, Strength borrowed from God, Then I would build a beautiful world, Free from sufferings, worries and pain! There would be no poverty, no sickness or agony, Everyone would be happy and food in plenty, Women would walk down the dark road safely at night, And people would… Continue reading If I had the power…
CELEBRATE THE POWER OF WOMEN Celebrating power of the women today, Without any doubt a winner all the way, Her passion for life, the will to survive, Makes her strong, secure and wise! She understands what it is to compete, And knows when to take a backseat, Pushing back to be silent, not to… Continue reading Three poems of mine were published in the bilingual literary journal from Pittsburg, USA. www.setumag.com. I feel honoured.
Nagesh is someone, Who inspired me, He is neither my friend, nor my dear one, He is a common man, Who sells vegetables in Mumbai. He was a young, poor boy of thirteen, Who helped his father, Pichamani, hawk vegetables, Under the big, old neem tree. In the year 1990. His younger… Continue reading He Sat Smiling Under the Neem Tree