I had so many plans to end this pro blogger challenge on a lovely note. That too, with heart prints being the final prompt. However, sometimes we plan something and God plans another. Cold and fever had left me drained. So I am finishing my challenge on a simple note ….
This monster in me This monster in me, Does not let me be, She always disagrees, So I never let her free. I struggle to tame her, That’s what stirs her, Her horns grow stronger, As if they were always there. I let my anger grow, My thoughts go with ….
Comfort vs Courage Comfort is not as it seems, You live in your dreams, Sitting and making schemes, Smiling at the consequences of extremes. It is easier to sway, When the world is before you in a tray, Not an inch you will move away, And in the end you ….
According to many Indian Parents, Disobedience means not complying to rules/laws they set as parents. Being an obedient child means following your parent’s rules on top gear without questioning, even if you really want to. Ain’t the country like that too now? Then why bother? Everything Starts at Home, isn’t it? ….
Image Courtesy: Google She let out a cry, Looking at the deep blue sky, Her unanswered prayers, Were rolling down as tears. She didn’t like her fate Laughing at her state, She bent and kissed, Her husband’s burnt wrist. Her 45 year wedded life, Made her a strong wife, Not ….
Image Courtesy: Google Two years had passed since Anjana left India for good. She had left because she wanted to run away from the chaos of her life. Her on-site opportunity was her only blessing. She had not shared her number with anyone. She just lived all by herself and spoke with family ….
I love patterns. Be it as doodles or in saris. I am not a good artist. My Engineering graphics 3D assignments are the only ones I can proudly call as my experimentation with drawing. The casual art stops with flowers. I would rate my culinary skills better than my rangolis. ….