Life’s Canvas

Cool breath from the twilight sky cuddles quiet whispers, anoint my burning chest. Cajoles my ear a distant tune, pulsate on her taciturn lips, on the compliant wet sands Our figures sift restless, feet curled in the ceaseless mirth of breaking waves drench. Trace the distant clouds and blinking... Sign in to see full entry.

Special are the differently-abled for they have sense to be sensible, been through life at its worst, at birth or later, to come out finally with their best and improving over time, by their abilities to withstand life, on their sheer resoluteness to live on, and live better, with a sense of right... Sign in to see full entry.

Habits (I don’t call them ‘Bad’) start as some attractive and loving nets and soon turn themselves into steel bars imprisoning us, mostly the susceptible youngsters. Drinking is basically bad. Tobacco is an evil even in the smallest quantities. Mind you the worst part is second hand smoke. A lot of... Sign in to see full entry.

These days I see buds blooming faster in a greater hurry. Maybe it is due to the competition or knowledge explosions. They even vie to bear fruit too soon, in larger sizes and greater numbers, of course to the applauses. That is where one should fear when dangers abound for their own good, for some... Sign in to see full entry.

Their tender looks cover trauma, husky voices veil violent growls recorded in detail on their pristine minds what with all the fights they witness among parents and relations alike, in neighbors and road Romeos, for petty reasons, and also among nations, and even if we come to the virtual world they... Sign in to see full entry.

It is a snowy day, or was it moonlit night-- like when I was in love. I see my bygone Lily and butterflies - all flowers reflecting my past love, only getting softer over time. I see snow on the rooftops; my lover still in her radiance, a soft prayer in its cadence. How I wish the sun glowed on my... Sign in to see full entry.

Last year we all had been there, to that nestled paradise in the mountains, under clusters of clouds. So beautiful was this place, I could not just leave it for Darjeeling and the rest of my trip to Calcutta. Second reason was of course I lost my mobile in a taxi at the last moment and waited for... Sign in to see full entry.

It is heartening news of note that Prahalad, a person of Indian origin, has been voted the world’s most influential living management thinker. Personally I compare favorably his kind of Management Gurus to great thinkers like Plato, Aristotle, Rousseau, Marx and Gandhi. Here, these Management gurus... Sign in to see full entry.

I was on the roof of my apartment last anniversary day, and imagined myself on Ground Zero, where the World Trade Center was, looked through my binoculars for the marauders in 360 degrees, and through the corners of my tear filled eyes, saw the souls appear in the smoke, as if they came visiting,... Sign in to see full entry.

We lived in the back of our large ancestral house. That night I heard a wailing sound of child. Taken aback I rechecked on my daughter sleeping in her bedroom and satisfied she was OK. The sound came from a strip of land between our house and the neighbor’s, a high wall separating. I opened the door... Sign in to see full entry.