Bitter Sweet Poem

dark chocolate bitter sweet

reminiscing...

how will you die?

tomb rave poetry death life

about dying, and living

A Special Day

Today is a special day. It's my Papa's birthday.

Sequence – #4 Blur

Poetry by Sonya Kassam Blur

Blur, a Necessity

A Year Passes …

dealing with grief, a year on

illicit poems

barbed wire poetry Sonya Kassam

the loyalty of love
or the love for loyalty

gentle garlands

What purpose does time serve, but to remind us that we have lived

A Letter about Success

Hi everyone,

I am reblogging this post A Letter About Success.

It was a letter written by my father to my sister many, many years ago.

We have recently started a blog for our parents sharing their thoughts, wisdom, memories, recipes and many other useful tips. Please do check it out and leave a comment for them :)

Happy Father’s Day!

Sara Vichaaro

o-TYPEWRITER-facebookWe found an old letter our father had typed out and sent to our sister when started studying History and Philosophy of Psychology.

So, you are now taking up “History and Philosophy of Psychology”. I hope you are enjoying it and finding it interesting.

You mentioned a phrase:
“Your motto in life should be to strive, to struggle instead of to succeed. Work that is well accomplished is the joy of life.

Parthsarathy has written this which is, of course, from the Gita.   Yes, on the first hand it looks heavy but after a careful analysis and understanding it may make it lighter and simpler.

In this phrase the word “Succeed” is the key word and one should try to understand this and its effects.

1. When you aim to succeed means you expect something to happen. When you expect or wish … you are limiting your potentiality…

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the butterfly smiles

This poem is dedicated to my younger sister Citele. The world has lost a warm, loving soul who was still full of life. May she rest in ease and we shall always look out for her smile. you do not die in death She loved pink and yellow, thus the balloons and the reference to … Continue reading the butterfly smiles

the thought of you

i caused the thought of you and now you want to leave? i refuse to release you with no introduction you descended upon the doorstep of my imagination without an invitation you merged yourself into my memories you now believe you are real? if i wished it so, i could relinquish you in an instant... but … Continue reading the thought of you