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Pitch perfect Prayer for July
I tried to pray today, it was like going to a store and not wanting anything any more except a counter that could take requests for giving. Giving thanks. * In all the recent Mayhem and Jittery June Viral chaos, the centre of me sat down to stare at another month for all of us. Continue reading
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The language of Anji’s place
Three rooms in all, and one for her well stocked food place; it is antique and new every morning even now with only a few sitting in. Some ask for her pickles, others pack a lunch of tomato rice, boiled eggs oh anything Anji may have. Somedays it isnt much at all. Yesterday she had Continue reading
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The way of Light
Everytime I break, You spill Your Light through e’en the tears in my eyes. Continue reading
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Compromise
He took it and took it, then he didn’t. The last time we met he showed us his telescope with Saturn rings and Jupiter all in his panelled rooms with fresh flowers sometimes, and a dog named Bin. He ate sunflower seeds and loved the colour yellow. S.J was your regular above average looking superman Continue reading
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They said the world would end yesterday?
Never mind. Mayan calendar, Julian’s calender. Dec2012, and another earthlike planet rearing to have crashed here: though after all we’ve gone through recently, anything feels plausible! I did fervently look at sky now and then. And maybe ‘they’ were right. The world as I knew it has ended. If there’s a day left, perhaps we Continue reading
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Happy Fathers Day
To all the dads everywhere and here: have a beautiful meaningful one. And this ones for you my very own Daddy Robert David: pics taken by my sis. ( photo below) Silly banter it went on and on. With only you I could go that way, with decades between us, you were the little brother Continue reading
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Do not weep for the wounded
but look to the Wounder, how low he falls. My brother who died at the feet of evil? Everyday his children rise stronger strong; *** but that one with hell as his mentor: weep for how he was low, so low. My slain brother lives tall eachday, his children rise, watched by the heav’ns of Continue reading
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Where now?
Just park. Lay your handles in the wall, stay in. It’s not impossible to do. It’s the way it is now. How do we do this: The park and Lizac stores, they’re half open. Garim Mall and Ooga’s kitchen, Lily House plants and Maya’s Stop for groceries, they’re all there. No one’s left. They’re quiet. Continue reading
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My daughter a grandmother at 20!
Yes, our second daughter. Sits stunned Cross legged in bed, her entire person shocked, electrified; every ten minutes she goes,”Ma, how do I come to terms with this?” We’re stunned too. Ivory, our daughter’s daughter hadn’t shown. Last week when we met at the gate, her shaggy white ears and tail all waggly with joy, Continue reading
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Don’t go..
Innocence, Joy, Laughter, Honesty, Gentleness, Strength, Peace,Love all these, stay. Don’t go. Please Continue reading
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“Heart sick…yet hopeful..”
I had to haul in 👆above title and a quote below from Frank Bruni (of New York Times) article that stopped me mid-sentence in my random thoughts on the world at large. “…. in a lovely article that connected acts of kindness during the Spanish flu of 1918 to acts of kindness during the current coronavirus pandemic, Continue reading
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June already 2 days old?
Warm sun and monsoon swaying in, last year this day what were we doing? Taking a road trip was easy, I remember even accepting a job at an Art Centre earlier last year, what a ride it’s been. It is quiet, have you watched a quiet India? Ever? Streets thick with discipline? People sanitised/masked? You Continue reading
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The Tipping Point
I just watched Trevor Noah on the recent horrific Floyd killing/ aftermath: and what struck me deep as I moved away from his ‘tipping point & domino effect’ is that this is not just one isolated piece of reactivity or discrimination. This is the whole of Humanity reaching a ‘Tipping Point’ in a variety of Continue reading
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I could’ve been another person
This is first hand from my mother who was there: I had just been born ‘normally’ but here was the thing. I was a third daughter, and one of our older relatives wasn’t happy. That aside… …. the nurses weren’t happy for my Ma, and they were about to fix it. My mother heard them Continue reading
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‘Do not let your Blog post be your Journal…?’
We had an anniversary, a triple cake treat by the kids, renewed vows solemnized again by our 3 who said they missed being there…. There was food like I’ve never cooked, (courtesy Kitsys Culinaries!) rings bought with their little earnings, gifts of card and music, prayers, photographs were taken; I’m here thinking again on Blog Continue reading
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Essential delights
At the Home, after the last bell rang and the kids clattered down the two or one flight of stairs, their Taylor Frame Slates & cane in place …(you should watch a blind kid run down stairs!) they served red rice with coconut chutney and bitter gourd fried. It was the tastiest thing I’ve ever Continue reading
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What is man….
Last night as my eldest daughter Vi and I sat talking into the early hours of today, there was this sense of human fragility, of an earth spinning in space, of recent global panic & the puny state of everyday living as we know it. This morning was woken with a strong sense of God’s Continue reading
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Yes I’m listening and it hurts like hell
Little girl, I want to apologize to you and thousands of us trapped between state borders with no bus to catch…. Where will you be tonight, tomorrow….? https://www.newindianexpress.com/sport/other/2020/may/22/cycle-federation-of-india-calls-15-year-old-girl-for-trial-after-she-cycles-from-gurugram-to-bihar-i-2146619.html Continue reading
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Cara’s house
It has leaves coming out of an older room she doesn’t use anymore, by the gate; lush green and crimson leaf falling with noon light. I stop myself from staring: have always loved natural unmanicured gardens. This one’s it. After lunch she asks if we’ll have tea. Cara lives alone with a few paying guests Continue reading
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More than one way to go forward
Little Anish, a tiny 9 year old autistic boy I met in the art room of his school…. well he’d walk backwards to go forward. What the idea was I’ll never know but Anish did well to keep his eyes on us, and back into the sun. What lessons are in this one I can Continue reading
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Supersonic Ka-Boom!
I’m with ears pinned back, my high frequency senses free-falling: yesterday this time it* went through parts of Bangalore city, it rattled panes, shook houses; 10+ hours earlier they heard it in Canberra…. a ‘*Supersonic Boom that our Ground & Air forces here in India are puzzled at. It felt like an earthquake in the Continue reading
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One dawn @ a time
Every dawn it’s own beauty, not yesterdays’ story not tomorrows. Just for today, I rise, breathe in deep. Each dawn it’s own power to hold till dusk. I must too, like it- rise, refract Light into waiting moments. Continue reading
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Pursued by Love
Based on a few real people. Rani lives 5 kms away in a 2roomed apartment; her husband has the TV on all day at no nominal volume, he has a kind face that is tired with taking the kids to and from school between hours at his veg shop. One of their 4 girls is Continue reading
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After the storm
The sun came out first for an hour: its thin light chilled by windy surf. We were cold cold cold in our nails and collar bones, even knuckles. It felt hard to eat anything or touch water; sands stuck 3 inches hard in roof and floor. 2 windows and front door had been pulled out Continue reading
