Unwind

Unwind with a performance of elegance

deceptive is the chill

Nairobi Rain

Memories of Nairobi Rain

Patterns of Nature

nature permitted us a visit to her forestnot neatly manicured as were the tea farmsbut a lively welcome, seemingly chaoticthough if you observed enough you wouldappreciate nature’s patterns, where a tree arcs into a rainbowoffering shade from the scorched skygently we tread over dried up leavesscrambling, sliding, scrabblingas though we never learnt to walkyet majestic … Continue reading Patterns of Nature

alone, but…

I just noted that this is my 500th post! Thanks everyone for reading and encouraging me :)

Kabira Says…

This is a true story... or is it? You be the judge of that :) I have never really had a pet, I am not even a pet person. I love the birds that come to my balcony but could never quite understand why people would become so close to their pets. My sister devotedly … Continue reading Kabira Says…

the lost art

reviving the lost art of story telling

Intezaar – The Wait

and admirers whispered sweetest words but you never did yet another lifetime gone *** Painting by Shirish Pandit More art by Shirish Pandit: Pratiksha – The Wait a touch of crimson

a touch of crimson

and he claimed her with a touch of crimson in place of vermilion tears of kohl trickle his pledge to return bound by blood *** when at last he returned but not as she had imagined she tied a crimson ribbon on his casket, protesting a broken promise

Pratiksha – The Wait

It was not the distance but the direction That kept me from you Searching through cosmic marvels Within each duality Though I did hear your call And I know you heard mine Why else would I be drawn towards you? Irresistible, though the magnetic pull was no more than zero (and no less) Spinning through … Continue reading Pratiksha – The Wait

Wistful

Sharing this painting by my daughter Alya Kassam. She also writes just as beautifully.