Layers

I remember those wooden frames in my grandfather’s courtyard. We covered it with sheets, and made temporary shelters for ourselves on sultry afternoons, when the adults were all enjoying their air-cooled siesta inside. Those were moments of freedom, of creativity for us, when unbound by rules, we created our own worlds and played out imaginary … Continue reading Layers

Filtration

People see what makes sense to them, reality notwithstanding. I find myself visualising and counting the boxes inside their mind, and sadly watch the gist of what I say fall through the cracks. It hampers communication for sure. I start saying something, and then stop - knowing that it will fall between the cracks or … Continue reading Filtration

Not needed now

This is a topic I can’t have fun with. The women in my father’s family (his mother, sister and nieces) were beautiful. They looked like marble statues with their alabaster skin and chiselled features.  My grandmother would often say with great sarcasm to me, “You look like your mother….have not taken after this family.” It … Continue reading Not needed now

Crowd

A crowd gathers to see who has the courage to put their innermost self on display. The crowd is curious to know how they can support, oppose or shred it to pieces. The crowd engineers multiple stories from a single, thread bare fact, and sells it to stakeholders. Both the viewers and viewed are within … Continue reading Crowd

Digging – not too far

I’ve just joined a course on ‘A Year of Writing to Uncover the Authentic Self’, so your prompt strikes the right chord. Before this, I’ve attempted another course on Healing through Writing, and recommended it to many others. But certain parts are just too painful to write. One prefers letting bygones be bygones. It doesn’t … Continue reading Digging – not too far

Finding something forgotten

Michael asks us to explore deserted lanes in mind spaces - finding something forgotten. I think about  Lost keys and other items found while moving house My husband scanning through his parents’ personal belongings years after they passed away, and revisiting memories associated with those articles Widows telling me stories about how they asked their … Continue reading Finding something forgotten

Outcome

Off and on, I was warned about the repercussions of being a free spirit. They label my natural state of being as rebellious, uncaring, un-emotional or whatever term they devise on the spur of the moment. I learnt soon enough that the problem is same on both sides - discomfort with not being in control. … Continue reading Outcome