Monday, 27 July 2015

A Father's Daughter




A  FATHER'S APPLE OF THE EYE? 
 



A father’s daughter is always a princess.
But does the daughter realize?
From clean cotton langots to outrageous lingerie,
From goo goo ga gaa to foreign language classes,
From basic varan-bhaat to unimaginable Japenese//Vietnamese cuisines,
From toddlers den to the convocation halls,
Not to mention the rise and fall of a running race or a cycle race

The number of wailing nights caused by the broken dolls
Uff,, how can one forget the broken hearts to be mended??
Each time her heart breaks…the father’s hearts bleeds.
Each wretched salty tear wretches his gut.
He will move the earth to bring back that sunshine on her face.
A happy daughter makes a happy father
Now, wait a minute,,,,
Is the precious princess aware of the father’s doings??
Never did bat an eyelid  to wonder, how her dreams always came true,
Never did notice the crease on the forehead nor the blisters on the feet,
Dancing away to glory, in her own fairy tale fable,
Snuggles down into her own nest, her eggs and brood,
The fairy tale continues,
Now, the old and feeble father, at the pews,
Praying and hoping ,
The fairy tale continues.


Thursday, 23 July 2015

Where the hell has the day gone by?



Where the hell has the day gone by?

The sun has risen and the sun has set









  



I'm still sitting with a paper and pen

 Pondering over what to write next.

Thoughts pouring just like Mumbai rains

Creating a muddle, which  now needs to settle

In order to get something written.

Saturday, 18 July 2015

girl to woman

Mumbai from a Banglorean- Maharashtrian..!!

I am a Marathi speaking girl. Born and brought up in Bangalore.
Went to a convent school. Completed graduation from a kickass college.
Got married into a joint family, arranged, to a nice man from the same Marathi speaking clan.

Nicely settled into martial life routine grind…
in laws,,children,,functions,oil your hair,,wash your hair, fasting,, pooja,,

Scene change….,, 
Husband relocates to Mumbai,, big dreams to make big money.

Timidly follows the wife, and the children.
Pa in law and Ma in law in toe, to shoo away any unwanted intruders/intrusions when the man is away earning the moolah.
Now begins the nasty  lessons of life…..(to be continued)

Let me pen it down in order…..

Friday, 17 July 2015

growth



Growth(Life)      




Growths happen Twists and turns

Ups downs lefts rights and Who controls ?


 Almighty ? God ? Fate ?Destiny ? Karma ?