“Ahh… this is the feeling of falling in love” a thought came, and my heart ached. the happiness, could only be expressed in tears. February 3, 2014 Posted by Smita at 1:43 AM Labels: Day-by-Day, Heart-Beat, Poems Location: Pondicherry University, Kalapet, Puducherry 605014, India
fluttering tears
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she cuts a lonely figure. as her sun sets and shadows disappear she cuts a lonely figure. Pondicherry, India April 9, 2013 Posted by Smita at 8:57 PM Labels: Day-by-Day, Heart-Beat, memories, Poems
everything is temporary
and while we are at it, lets not forget everything is temporary. the genuine love that we receive is not going to be there – forever! if we are to discard it with our arrogance and indifference. taking it for granted leaving the loving one with the scar of humiliation and disappointment. stripped of dignityContinue reading everything is temporary
a make-up kit!
i need a make-up-kit. for when a gust of death-air blows on my hair and through my youth, I want to be prepared with a coral lips and rosy cheeks. Pondicherry, India February 11, 2013 Posted by Smita at 11:58 AM Labels: Day-by-Day, Heart-Beat, Poems
Random Thoughts!
Lost! “I am lost!” They say. How do you know when you are lost? Is it that easy to know when you are? Life is not just a walk where you have to choose between two roads in a jungle. “Choose the one less traveled…” they say and oh! with so much confidence. But, theContinue reading Random Thoughts!
Eid Mubarak!!!
and I bow to you. ya Allah, for I am what you make of me. as I am the creation of you you are in me. and I am in you. I am blessed and I bow to you. Pondicherry, India August 19, 2012 Posted by Smita at 4:19 AM Labels: Heart-Beat
One-Sided Love Affair!
You have to know I was here I existed. In these woods where birds chirped and fishermen rested. I was here I waited. Memories to be made footprints to be shared. You need to know I existed. Existed : longing for you! Chennai, India June 16, 2012 Posted by Smita at 5:14 PM
Colourful threads — Linking Memories!!!
Chennai: It was the way Murugesan’s eyes caught the small dust particles on ‘thari‘, the way his expert hands knew how to untangle the colourful threads and the confidence with which he was turning them into beautiful cloth; that reminded me of my mother, back home in Nepal. For as long as I can remember,Continue reading Colourful threads — Linking Memories!!!
A Journey: Not so Ordinary
Chennai: Two days of continuous walk from headquarter, Musikot, had taken a toll. I was flushed and my breath was ragged. I could feel my heartbeat hammering against my rib. Both my legs were wobbling like rubber and I was drenched in cold sweat. The steep up-hill climb looked formidable. I gulped and with allContinue reading A Journey: Not so Ordinary
Diwali at Home: Memories!
Chennai: The smell of burning deeyo, houses colorfully lit, the sound of madal,youths singing bhaileri, firecrackers lighting the sky and sight of my brother’s forehead covered in tika with marigold garlands hanging on his neck: these are the precious moments I will miss most this Tihar (Diwali). The festival of lights – Dipawali, Tihar orContinue reading Diwali at Home: Memories!