Making Leisure Worthy

Today’s world with the boom in technological invention has turned life into a sophisticated one with numberless conveniences for homo sapiens.  But it has also interwoven life with umpteen anxieties which were minimal to be seen earlier when our predecessors led plain...

The Wind That Blows

The wind that blows, It blows from three hundred miles away, From the back of my home, From over the dark and cool pond,     It sweeps the petals of china box flowers, Hanging loose from the drooping branches, Over the silent and flower strewn water,...

Eyes and Eye Power

When you are glued to silence, your eyes but have the ability to wax eloquent about your unvoiced feelings through their shines and glints. Avid face readers take the clues from the eyes to perceive what is unsaid. If one can cast their focus into the eyes of the...

The Pink Sweater

The Pink sweater that my mother knitted, She knitted it throughout a year, Her fingers bruised and loops she missed, Her weak eyes strained to retrieve And knit them back. Her joint pain worsened and she grew plump, And more cholesterol clogged her arteries. The past...

Silence

What is silence? The answer to this query may be framed as – silence is felt when no sounds of footfalls, laughter, babbling and of busy hands settling the messy home in order are produced. The atmosphere is calm and quiet – a right ambience for creativity to unleash...