HAPPY OMANI WOMEN’S DAY

Happy Women’s Day!We celebrate being us,We balance rules, That are just,We draw the boundaries,With mutual trust.May a lady never be Too eager to please,Or forced to live In dread or fear,Cry alone or hide a tear.It’s 2022,She’s talented too;Free to choose, What to do.It fills the heart With hope and joyTo see Omani womenIn every

Completing 49 years

Is aging chronological Or spiral?Aging is random,In moments few,Our mental age grew.Is aging greyingOr growing?It is both for some,Making use of this privilege is true understanding.Is aging resting Your case,Or resisting?Aging is building a caseSingular, exceptional and then resting:For posterity, be inspiring.Is aging sweetening Or embittering?Aging is a little of all,Like so many shades Of

First day of October

First day gone,Will October bringA joyful song to sing?First day gone,Will October bringA new friend to ping?First day gone,Will October bringA reason to keep smiling?

Navratri

These festive timesCalled Navratri,The nine days signify,The many ways,We symbolise and glorify,The energy and strengths,Of the Feminine.Goddess in her Avatars,Worshipped for her Virtues and kindness,With gulaal and flowers.We pray earnestlyTo this Mother Divine,May she bless us all, and protect us all.We seek her forgiveness,Her favours and grace,As we sing and dance,In her glory and praise,And

What matters

What someone said, hurt.It mattered, it hurt.Its over.Focus not what they said,But how you felt.How you feel determines your emotional well being.So choose to be emotionally resilient by being flexible. Everytime you hurt, make a conscious move to come out of that experience. You may start singing or reading a joke and laughing or simply

Happy Teacher’s Day

Should I thank you Life,For what you have taught me? It is irreversible and unforgettable. You give no second chanceThere is no timeFor a backward glance.You have set The toughest lessons And sudden twists And unexpected turns And all this On slippery and steep pathways,With no promises of getaways.You give no hint Of the next

Decluttering and closures

What makes decluttering difficult is letting go.You loved that stuffOf very long ago,But now,You don’t need itYou know.If you want to goWith the flow,Clutter can’t burden you,Attachments to old energyCan’t withhold youFrom being readyAnd receiving all new.At the moment,It might be hard,But overcome the urgeNot to let go, Do not hoard,You need to declutterYou need

May

May everything go right, May we all feel peace, And we may all heal.May we all decide,To live in the moment,May all shed off Our memories of lack,Our painful past,And wear a smile,And ponder for a while,How our souls From fear of lackLead to some greed,May we gently From this be freed.Clutter crowds the mind,Creativity

When for no reason

Sometimes for no obvious Or explicable reason, You may just feel Your heart is heavier, Your mood is low, Your reflexes are slow.Usually around this time,Same day, same time,In the past, You have faced,A devastating setback.The heart has not forgotten,The mind has not overcome,But you have moved on.At such moments,It helps to do Pranayam.Meditate.Be gentle

The only control

In every difficult situation in life, the only way to be in charge is to control your mind,control your tongue and control your actions.It is smarter to be more in control of yourself than to try and control others. Silencing the mind and overcoming negativity, overthinking and judgemental presumptions, are all necessary in trying times.In

Control

‘You can never expect life to be as you would like life to be. But you can always expect the most carefully thought of ways to deal with what is thrown at you. So how you respond is the key to your own well being.Do not rush into a reaction immediately. Take your time.You choose

Grief

Grief is never brief.From it,There’s no relief.Let it shedFrom your heart,Autumn after autumn,Leaf after leaf,Tear after tear,Drop by drop.Bare eyes,Bare branch,Bare heart,Just continue to live,Dhak-dhak, dhak-dhak,Beat after beat…As you walk on,Mile after mile,Remember:Life is brief,Accept grief,With it reconcile,Try once more to smile.

Teach your daughter this:

You are empowered If your bank account is surplus and sufficient, Your house help isRegular and efficient, If you are well-trained, On raising your profit quotient, And no one dares to Stop or question, Your spending decision. You are empowered If you walk to work Without being taunted Or made to feel guilty To not

Weekstart checklist

Get equipped with:A lot of optimism,And positive magination,Coupled with clearIntent of right action,Supported with effort,And exude confidence,As well as choose:Mindfulness,Topped withA dollop of kindness,And prep yourself well:A great deal of reading,Lot more of listening,Spend a chunk of timeOn deep reflection,Exercise a fair amount Of discretion,And resolve to keep Your mind steady,Ok then- Yes, For this

Sip slower today

Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip it slower.Now or noon, Evening or later,Find your Me-time, To take a breather.Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip it slower.Relax deeper,A little longer,A few moments more,Inhale the aroma,Exhale Life’s drama.Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip it slower.As you sip,Bring the cup,To your lip,Smile wide,Let worries slip,And grudges slide.Hush the rush,Chai or coffee,Sip

Gathered to garnish

Tangy-sweetColourfulSoft-centredOrangesBerriesPineapplesAll reds and yellowsMeandering echoesOf a lived life’sBows and blows.A narration silent,Reminiscences vibrant.All greens and pinks,Meandering echoes,Of un-voiced wishes,If’s and Had it been’s.Tangy-sweetColourfulSoft-centredOrangesBerriesPineapplesGathered to garnish,My solitary mindHumbled and hungry,Meandering echoes,Of regrets and memories,Tastefully savouring.

Book-clinging, book-dressed, page-wrapped, booklover, book worshipper, book writer, book dreamer, bookcollector, , booked beauty!

Safed Jambu tree

You stood belowReady to catchThe jambus I would throw.I climbed up Branch to branch,Tried to pluck the jambusYou spotted and told meTo reach out With the sticksWe tried to tieTogether by and by.Those hidden in between The lush green leaves,The jumbo white jambus Were our absolute treat!A fresh fruit so simpleBrought a dimple,With your pretty

Sister, live long!

Dearest precious Sister,On your birthday 50th,May joys multiply,May health restore.May you live long,Fitness to you belong,For decades to come,Remain cheerful and well, By the Almighty, blessed.May you laugh more,Be loved our beloved, Enjoy delights galore.A shower of blessings,Wishing you happiness, Health and wealth,With lots of good luck!May you always be met With right individuals, At

Not all mornings are good.

Some mornings A noisy silenceIn your mindBut your lips smile.Some morningsA quiet noiseIn your heartBut your lips pray.Alternate cycles bringA smile, as tears stingOr tears, with a smile.Accept.Learn.Detach.Move on.Stronger, surer.

Good Morning!

A new dayFresh as a leafKeep it tenderAnd fresh as green.Start a clean slate, With no regretForgive and forget,Move on, go on,Celebrate this new dawn.Have a fresh green day!

Happy Dhanteras!

Poem Title: ‘Being rich’ Rich as in Thought, Word, Deed, Values. Rich as in Not indebted Rich as in Having A Child Rich as in Having a home In each friend’s house Rich as in Having a smile And Simultaneous tears Rich as in Having More than enough To spend And enough to spare For

Step by step

Choose to lose negativity Step by step,Improve your thoughts,If you find your mind,Spiralling into ‘rewind’.Past is not to live in,But to revisit,The best memories,Hidden within.If a memory bad or sadOr a fear or a tearVisit and upsetSigh and be clearYou won’t be their host,Don’t into them be lost.Physically move You must removeThat brain chemicalYou alone

Navratri

These festive timesCalled Navratri,The nine days signify,The many ways,We symbolise and glorify,The energy and strengths,Of the Feminine.Goddess in her Avatars,Worshipped for her Virtues and kindness,With gulaal and flowers.We pray earnestlyTo this Mother Divine,May she bless us all, and protect us all.We seek her forgiveness,Her favours and grace,As we sing and dance,In her glory and praise,And

Being just me

No I didn’t prioritize Folding clothesCookingHouse keeping.I wrote verses.My apologiesFor fresh fruit,Salad mealsAnd just washedUnfolded, unironedClothes.I deliberatedOver lyrics,Rhythm, rhymesAnd word tricks.To sweetly suggest Being a woman I can multi-taskComes with a risk:I need my rest, My ‘me-time’,To hum my rhyme.What I can,What I will,What I won’tI decide,You don’t.