Sunday, 11 August 2013

Fun

Free as birds
Under the sun
Nothing is impossible





My first attempt on Acrostic haiku "FUN"


Image credit here

Saturday, 10 August 2013

I am nature

Soft and subtle
Pure and pious
Magical, mysterious
Vivid and Vicarious
I am nature

Bold and Beautiful
Blooming and plentiful
Collectible and delectable
Credible and incredible
I am nature

Echoed and Mirrored
Blistered and withered
Walked on and flown by
Soared high and blown by
Known and unknown
I am nature

Owned and disowned
By my own
Thrown and left alone
By my own
Bits and pieces;
Left here and there
Reminder of what I was
Reminder of my share
Weeds next to the concrete
Water seeping under the roof
Floods on the mountain
Lives lost in a poof
I am claiming my share
I am taking what’s fair
I am nature

Art ruined by art
Mine ruined by yours
I am bleeding and crying
I am weeping and dying
You are soaring but falling
You are roaring but failing
You are my work
And I will claim my work
I am nature 

(C) Juztamom 2013

http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/09/28/top-indian-blogs-blogposts-ayodhya-bhagat-singh

This prompt triggered something weird in me. The beauty and calm of the Salt flat reminded me of the power of nature....Soft and Subtle yet powerful!! It reminded me of the recent floods at Uttranchal India. We claimed pieces of nature and now nature is claiming what is rightfully hers!!



Lost and found

In your eyes
In your gaze
In your nights
In your days
I am lost and found

Hands in your hands
Each breath with your breath
Hooked to you
Look through you
In your touch
In your nudge
I am lost and found

Your words are my hunger
Your dreams my thirst
Your wonders are my wonders
Your arms my world
In your arms
In your dreams
In your wonders
And in your gleams
I am lost and found

Your journey my drive
Your life my life
Your music my jive
You win I survive
In your drives
In your Jives
In your loses
And in your strives
I am lost and found

I live with you
I die with you
I am alive in your life
I am dead in your deaths
I am as you as; you are
You are as me as; I am

We are lost and found in You and Me



This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend- Use Opposites, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Friday, 9 August 2013

Wednesday, 7 August 2013

Lost my temper forever

Welcome to the first guest post on my blog and on Daddyhood Thursdays. I am so excited to share this space with a talented blogger and hands on father “Animesh”

My views on parenting are basis my experience as a Mother but I wanted to understand parenting from the other side, from the eyes of a father. Hence I decided to start a new section on my blog where fathers could share their experience.
And in my quest to do this, I approached Animesh because I knew how involved he is as a father and he was generous enough to share a part of his journey with me and my readers. The following is a write up by Animesh on parenting from the other side. Take it away Animesh!

The day I lost my temper forever

They say that as you grow older, your patience increases. I say as you get married, your patience increases. And once you become a parent, it knows no limit. I was a spoilt brat before my marriage and a very short-tempered one. It reduced to some limit after I got married but still it was beyond acceptable limits. I think, I became calmer when Yajas, now 19 months old, was born but, I underwent a complete change after this incident.

I don't know why and how I slapped him and I slapped him hard. First, he was shocked and then he started crying. I was also shocked and cried for hours for this act of mine. Anyway, we all had forgotten about this (at least I thought so) after a day so when he reminded me of my devil act once again. I was talking to my wife and Yajas was playing near me when suddenly I waved my hand. Though it was a normal act to explain something to my wife, he dodged himself and stood shocked. Initially, I could not understand why he did so but when I realized the reason behind it, I made a promise to myself. A promise to never hit him again, come what may.

When I had moved my hand, Yajas thought that I was going to slap him again and that's why he gave that reaction. This realization on my part was enough to make me think about all my acts. Our kids are very sensitive and we sometimes, knowingly or unknowingly, do few things which may leave a permanent impression on their minds. My hitting was one of them and there may be several other acts which might shape his future and personality. I've been extra vigilant since then (and extra patient, too). Every word I speak and every act I do, I think of him. It has also helped me get rid of some bad habits (I better not mention them here :D)


By the way, when Sfurti asked me for a post on daddy-hood, I remembered that I'm one of those lucky fathers who happen to see their kids walking for the first time. I captured the moment and its worth sharing here :)




Who is Animesh?

A devoted Dad!

And 
An IT Project Manager by profession and everything else by passion. An avid music lover with a graduation in Indian Classical Music. Love to play his Hawaiian Guitar (Lap Steel Guitar) and a passionate writer.

Twitter @RichMangoMan