WordPress says I have published 1500 posts!! Calls for a little celebration of this milestone and thankfulness in Gratitude to you my dear readers in this journey together! 🙏😊
The Journey so far… The simple act of writing a little everyday, penning down my thoughts and sharing with you all here, the time spent here, has been deeply rewarding in more ways than one. Yes, a moment of reckoning indeed of all those contemplative times.🙂
While some of you my readers have suggested me to focus on the monentary benefits of blogging, yet a few of you have appreciated my artworks and also suggested that I must compile a book in some of the kind comments you leave, which I will cherish for a lifetime. So thank you all for encouraging & supporting me right through…
As many of you my readers already know, I diligently practice writing a post every day for over three years now…
This is beautiful canvas space of expression for myself on all the little things that come my way and touch me one way or the other
The Vision Ahead …
I believe I am now ready to explore the idea of compiling a book of my writings. So I would truly love to hear from those of you who have walked the path of publishing your books.
Yes there is a lot of information on the internet about publishing, but I think to listen to you my readers, and hear your individual and unique wisdom garnered from your own experiences in publishing a book as a fellow writer would add a relevant perspective.
And secondly if you could share your thoughts of my writings, it would help in understanding more of what you envision of me as a writer.
Would you care to write and share about what are the steps to publish a book? And as a reader if you have been following my posts here, what genre do you think my works could do well? It would be really nice to learn from you all. Do share your experiences, and leave tips for the road ahead in publishing a book if any. It would be certainly be a step ahead.
Every year Parents took their son to his Grandmother’s House for the Summer Break, and they would return Home in train after Two Weeks.
One Day the Boy tells
his Parents:
′′ I’m Grown Up now,
What if I go to Grandma’s House alone this Year ???”
After a Brief Discussion
Parents agree.
They were standing on the Railway Station, seeing him off,
Giving him Last Instruction through the Window,
As Boy continues to repeat:
′′ I know, you’ve already told me so many times…!”
Train is about to leave and Father whispers:
′ My Son,
If you suddenly feel Bad or Scared, this is for you !…… ′
And he slips something into his Pocket.
Now the Boy was all alone, sitting on the Train, without his Parents,
for the First Time…
He looks at the Scenery through the Window.
Around him Strangers Hustle, make Noise, Enter and Exit
the Compartment,
He gets that Feeling that he was alone..
A person even gives him a
Scary look…
The Boy felt uncomfortable…
And now he was frightened also.
He lowered his head, snuggled in a corner of the Seat,
tears rose to his Eyes.
At that Point he remembered his Father putting something in his pocket.
With a trembling hand he groped this piece of paper, and he opened it,
Son, “Don’t Worry,”
I am in the Next Compartment…
*Truth* :
This is How it is in Life…
When God has sent us in this World, all by ourselves,
HE has also slipped a note in our pocket,
*God Says:*
I am Travelling with you,
I am within your reach !
Call on Me…❗
Life is born
Thoughts arise
Creativity spurts
Dreams envisioned
Passions pursued
In hope of dawn.
Yet night falls
Beween the dawns
Some dreams shatter
In the darkness unknown
While some see
The light of day!
And Life is bettered
Such is the circle of life
Flowing in a rhythm
Of its own making!
Every Life chalks it’s path in time
Arrives its meaning for itself
The journey is unparalleled
And uniquely carved.
Such is the very nature of life
And at every moment
One can’t help
But wonder…
Such is the wonder of life!
Constant anger
Is but a telltale sign
Of never feeling good enough
About things and the self or others.
It is a way of shielding wounds
That simply have yet to heal.
Anger patterns itself
Quickly into unhealthy ways
Of abusing the self & others
Rooted in fear
In feelings of lack
Of love and worth.
A deeply seated emotion
Of feeling love is only conditional
Striving for a need…
A need for perfection
A need for invulnerability
A need to be right all the time
A need to never be wrong
Such a state of mind is exhausting
Families and friends
Pay the price of such a behaviour
Wounding the self and others.
Yes Anger too is a part of you
It comes from you
It is expressing
Itself seeking help
As it feels quite helpless
Though you may support not the anger
But suppress it never!
But try to hear the inner voice
Its saying something perhaps
About fear,hurt, loss & lack of love.
Numbing it down
With food and drinks
Is never the answer
Healing is a journey
In understanding
With empathy
Unearth the roots
By Self supportable
Sustainable ways
To recover from the pain
Once for all.
Reclaim the joy in your life’s journey
U owe it to yourself
For this is your one life
Choose to live it well!
While the artists feels contentment
For the viewer, it is a beginning
Of endless possibilities
For each thinking is unique
Juxtaposed between the artist and the admirer
Is the art which is created
Out of a thought and intention
In colours and hues
In texture and design
Unparalleled in its very uniqueness
Awaiting another interpretation
Another contemplation
Sharing inspiration for more creativity
Sharing perspectives in the envisioning
Art knows better,
To simply be as it evokes emotions
In its journey to fulfill itself
And that is how it completes itself.
5 years on Word press
A mighty task for me
To stay on, dedicated
To my writings.
But WordPress gives the canvas
To paint my words every day.
It encourages from the background.
Never in your face or intrusive.
But silently keeping tabs,
On every learning curve.
Rejoicing by a share
On every milestone
It has been a journey
Of many learnings
Along the way…
To my fellow writers & readers
Yes, I am no poet
Nor a writer by profession
I started on a lark
To dance with some words
To process my own thoughts
And give vent to my feelings
In a constructive and fulfilling way
And express I did
And continue to do, till date
With all my fellow writers
And readers, love, wishes & support.
We are an ever growing circle
Emerging through our words
In the sharing we have grown
We have eased into each other’s hearts
We may not see one another ever
But we have connected in mutual respect
Of each others creativity.
Though the power of words
Comforted and understood
Accepted and appreciated
One another in our own little ways.
For we all know the power of words
That, one heartfelt word can change a day!
Thank you all for being here and hoping for a joyful journey ahead together for us all.🙏🏼
Sometimes life gives you beautiful memories where you least expect it from. Or maybe all happens for a reason. We were meant to meet!
A month back, work took me all the way to China. And while some industry visits were happening as scheduled, a small moment of connection and conversation resulted in great joy and camaraderie. Met some very beautiful and loving hearts. We warmed up almost instantly with each other. We shared much about our cultures, our food and traditions. We spoke to each other from the heart all with the help of a translator app. It was such a beautiful flowing conversation. We circumvented language barriers although I spoke in English into the app and them in Chinese. It hardly came in the way. By the end of it what mattered was the joy that emerged. The beautiful moments shared will always be treasured in my heart.
Thankful to the useful translator app that made it so simple. And helped create fond memories of that day!
Although today is being celebrated as the ‘World Animals Day’
Every day is animals day! World Animal Day is an international day of action for animal rights and welfare celebrated annually on October 4, the feast day of Francis of Assisi, the patron saint of animals.
Leaving you with a beautiful quote share here….
Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.
I write when I am charged with an idea, an inspiration. Or perhaps when there is nothing else to do.
I write to balance my emotions whenever it needs equilibrium.
I write to flow with the moment with a thought that aligns as it calls on and emerges into a pattern in prose or verse.
I write to understand better when thoughts overpower…overstimulate the mind.
I write to let go of all that comes to my mind which I feel and hope can make a positive difference somewhere to someone reading me.
I write at times in deliberation too, to process and synthesize new understandings.
I write to unshackle from the many convictions I may unknowingly hold. As I write they break loose from restrictive spaces and help to align my thoughts in the sifting.
I write to express the bounties of life that I’m blessed to enjoy in gratitude.
I write to sense the bliss of being with all of me in the moment.
I write to radiate the positive intentions in hope & gratitude.