Should I be thankful it burned so brightly at first, Or realize what should last, can’t happen too fast, Or laugh at symbolic rituals of milk and sugar, A sweet potion, we’re to dissolve to become. Harboring a woe in my prayer I wish you knew, Fear of becoming “water under the bridge” for you,… Read More Honor
There she sits, my little girl, before her mirror Glowing and flushing with excitement, Why so many women and hours to prettify a flower? Is she thinking of me now, at this very moment? She will know I’m right by her side, To give her heart away to her chosen one, Since her birth I… Read More Precious
The Art of Thinking Clearly by Rolf Dobelli My rating: 3 of 5 stars An authority bias I developed some years ago by someone who had significant influence on my rationality (or irrationality) was that self-help genre was for the “weak lacking confidence in themselves”. It was looked down upon; even below the mediocrity plinth… Read More The Art of Thinking clearly
Wedged in a state of flux Flanked by the modern and customary Traditional enough to be chosen by family Modern enough to not be forced to marry Would angels sing for the lovers to dance? Her anxiety drowns in dowry of shimmery charms Would souls stir as their eyes catch each other’s glance? Or… Read More Butterflies
Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance by Barack Obama My rating: 3 of 5 stars The book would have been so much better had it been written today. There are rumors online about the book being ghostwritten. The voice of the writer changes throughout the book leaving the reader wonder what… Read More Dreams from my Father
By fate I landed here, this city of good and bad, Painful memories at the drop of my feet, of all the times I’ve had, So now I shall leave this city for the very last time, abandon this city for life, With such fury that returns in the damnable sleepless hours of night. … Read More Cruel City
Long time no blog! I’ll keep this one short and it’s an open question- Of late, Tamil Nadu has become a slaughterhouse or has it always been that way? People have always been very sensitive and abusive in their defense. The people who stand up for what is right are few, very few. People would… Read More Would you help a girl?