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Desire

The prompt at Writers Island is Desire.

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Desire
I desire
A word from you.
Will you oblige?I desire
To hear your voice again.
Will you speak?I desire
To feel your hand in mine.
Will you hold it?I desire
A response.
Will you answer?I desire
A bit of your time.
Will you grant it?I desire
To live once more.
Will you free me? © Ps

Abracadabra--Turn Lurkers into commenters!

Image Courtesy: http://xkcd.com/369/

A few years back, when I did not have a blog, a friend (actually husband’s friend) came home for dinner. I was super impressed and was in awe, almost reverential when she mentioned that she has a blog. I remember taking down the URL from her and reading what she had written.More than the content of her blog,I think it was the fact that someone whom I know personally, actually writes regularly and gets responses that fascinated me. Till then, no one in my circle had a blog.Sometime later, I met a guy at my Salsa class. He too mentioned his blog and wanted me to read it and leave comments. I read it but I was so hesitant to leave any kind of comment. The next day I told him what I felt about his post.This was a couple of years ago.Now that I have my own blog, I know how much comments mean to bloggers. When I first started writing, I had no id…

Tag--six inconsequential things.

Mary of Momathon tagged me.

The Rules:
Link to the person that tagged you.
Post the rules on your blog.
Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website. ************************************************************ Well—are any habits really non-important? To others of course they will be non important—but to yourself, every little detail, that goes into making YOU, is important. Right? At least it is for me!
Anyway since I have been tagged, I decided to do it—here are 6 things about me—Important or not!
1. Deep Hatred is an alien emotion for me. I can’t ever remain angry with anyone for long. No matter what they have done. I have had some truly God-awful experiences—things which people did or said to me. I remember the incidents—but the people I have forgiven. It is weird because I have tried to make myself hate them …

Don't you like it?

Really sorry--I have had to remove this post as it will soon appear in a book. Making it available online would have been very unfair to my publisher who has placed so much trust in me. I hope you enjoy the other posts as much as you enjoyed this one. A heartfelt thanks for your support and understanding.Thanks for continuing to read what I write.

The power of words

When people write to me and tell me how much my words and my posts motivate them, I feel moved. I feel happy. And I feel delighted that what started as a journey to help myself ended up bringing sunshine to many.
Shruti wrote about it in her post 'Blessed with a friend' .I was so moved .(So many people said so many nice things about me in the comments section there--I thank you all) Ajay mentioned it here. Misti wrote a post recently mentioning how my blog inspired her to pursue something she always wanted to. (click on the coloured words)Rayne of Crunchybits andsomanystories.comsays “Before you groan and say, “Not another mommy blog.” let me assure you this blog is much, much, more than that. Preeti is an incredible writer whose posts are filled with warmth, humor, compassion and the joy of life and while some of her entries are about her children, after all they are a big part of her life, they aren’t cloying or annoying. She also blogs about so much more. Memories of her pa…

The right connection

Really sorry--I have had to remove this post as it will soon appear in a book. Making it available online would have been very unfair to my publisher who has placed so much trust in me. I hope you enjoy the other posts as much as you enjoyed this one. A heartfelt thanks for your support and understanding.Thanks for continuing to read what I write.

Treasure. Writers island-8

The prompt at Writers island ' is Treasure'. This is my piece.
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Treasure.Treasure means different things to different people. Something you treasure can be meaningless to someone else. I never realized this simple thing for a long time. I guess it is because, we think that just because we feel about certain things in a certain way, everyone else too feels the same.When I think of what I really treasure, it is undoubtedly the deep and loving bond that I share with S and with my children. I feel blessed to have a really loving family of my own. (Touch wood!) I treasure my friends. I feel blessed to have people who really care in my life.I treasure the huge collection of Children’s books and our books (numbering more than 800) that we have built over the years. I treasure my ability to paint and express what I feel. I treasure my collection of paintings—the ones I painted as well as the ones Niallgifted me.I treasure my book …

Over the horizon--writers Island 7

The prompt at Writer's island is 'Over the horizon'. This is what I wrote.The picture I found on photobucket and I loved it as it went so well with what I wrote.


Over the horizon Over the horizon
Under the sea
The turtle asked the moonfish
“Will you marry me?” They had known each other
For over an year now
The chemistry was undeniable
Sparks flew and how!
“Unusual I know
For a lady to propose
But if you won’t do it
I must I suppose.” The moonfish did not answer
Just swam away
Leaving the turtle forlorn
Having nothing to say. The turtle waited and hoped
And sat by the sea shell phone
Wanting to hear from the moonfish
Feeling unloved and alone. Moonfish swam away hurriedly
Feeling adult and grown
When the elation gave way
He picked up the phone. They laughed and they mocked
The Turtle’s tone
While she still sat hoping,
Waiting by the phone.
© Ps

Who is a GSB Konkani anyway?

This is my 200th post and my first for this year.So, I'm writing about something that is close to my heart.
Who is a Konkani anyway? Years ago, my brother, while at college, had to write a mid term evaluation paper on “People and Cultures of India”. He wrote a paper called ‘Who is a Konkani anyway?’ It explained beautifully who a Konkani Gaud Saraswath Brahmin is, and how these people came to be associated with Kerala, even though they are not Malayalees. (Malayalam is the language in Kerala.) A question I am often asked is “Where are you from?” What I like to say is “How does it matter?”( I really do not know why people want to know where I am from. It irks me most of the time.What difference does it make to them where I am from?) I usually say “I have never lived in one place for more than three years—so it is difficult to answer where I am from.” Then the asker becomes a little more curious. “So, what is your mother tongue?” “Konkani” “Oooh. So are you Catholic?” (At this point I…