The uninterrupted flow of the Thought River, unguarded and uncontrolled, throws me again in unfamiliar terrains, to weave strange webs in the mind. Is this fantasy? A life lived aeons ago? repeated to connect past with present and rehash, recycle to recreate the future. The time machine rolls on. Why not move with … Continue reading TIME
Author: Reena Saxena
Ahalya
This week, take a peek into Hindy mythology, while I connect it to feminism. Human beings turning into stone? Well, folklore says that Ahalya, a beautiful woman did, aeons ago. She was the wife of a sage, Gautam Rishi. God Indra was captivated by her beauty, and went to meet her in the disguise of … Continue reading Ahalya
MYTH OF POWER – RANDOM OBSERVATIONS
The companion who walks with you, matters a lot more than the God at a distance. To have a Godfather, you need to accept someone as God. Being over-rated and over-rewarded in one place stymies development. Success is all about information and power. Ability and hard work are for the minions down below. Egos and … Continue reading MYTH OF POWER – RANDOM OBSERVATIONS
I cannot make it
I came across the story of a young girl, who chose assisted suicide, due to her health problems. It is legal in her country. The story was moving, and inspired a poem. I love you all And I love this world I love Life I love the idea of being in love But I know … Continue reading I cannot make it
When we follow rules, but others don’t
I came across an eight-year old kid, Sunny, who came home, storming with rage. He flung his bag with unprecedented force on the sofa, then kicked his shoes off to fall in the middle of the room. He was clearly disturbed about something. A gentle probe after he had freshened up and eaten, revealed the … Continue reading When we follow rules, but others don’t
Glassy interlude
I wonder from where you came an epitome of freshness you became. Were you plucked and incarcerated for a crime known to the night? Did you bloom unguarded, underestimated from a seed that found its way in with bites for the inmates within? Risking life, for your love knew no end to meet and greet … Continue reading Glassy interlude
The State of Flow
I was scanning articles/poems I wrote more than a year ago, before stashing those away in labelled folders. Epiphany struck, that I cannot write the same pieces again. It is like the thoughts filtered in from somewhere else, while I was just a medium banging the keyboard. It is what we call the state of … Continue reading The State of Flow
Step over or away
I came across an Instagram post by a honeymooning couple, which said “I love you for what you are, and for what I am when I am with you.” Perfectly positive! It made me think about the influence others have on us. Replace the word ‘love’ with ‘dislike’ or ‘hate’, and yet, it would make … Continue reading Step over or away
IMPRINTS
The imprints that people leave on hearts and minds are indelible unpleasant sounds reverberate for ages. How do I convert hatred to indifference? What you said to me decades ago…….. that condescending look unbridled arrogance sharpness of tone acts to make me look insignificant are indelible. subsequent attempts at detestable diplomacy feigned friendliness disguised disgust … Continue reading IMPRINTS
Erasure Poem – Only when we come to it
A brave and startling truth- when we come to it, the curtain falls on the show of hate fists of hostility bruised and bloody grass in foreign soil rapacious, screaming racket banners of the world tremble when land mines of death walk into nightmares of abuse petitions in the dark challenge our existence exquisite sweetness … Continue reading Erasure Poem – Only when we come to it
Go Dog Go Café 