Help! My Kid is Not Good at Anything.

Reblogging this…cause being a mom every word of this post resonates with me. Thanks a zillion for writing this.

Your friend rushes to your table and apologizes for being late to your monthly lunch date. “I’m so sorry.” She says. “I just got back from Max’s private cello lesson. He’s headed to Nationals next week.”

Oh, wow. I didn’t even know he played cello.” You reply. “Isn’t soccer more his thing?”

Your friend nods and laughs in response to your question.

Yeah, that’s his thing too. And football. Well, and I guess robotics.” Then she pauses to reflect.

I guess it’s kind of funny to say aloud, but it’s almost like whatever he tries, he excels in. Sort of like, everything is kind of his thing.” Then she goes about ordering her drink.

You slide back in your chair with a smile on your face, but you can’t help but wonder how one kid can be so, so talented. Then…

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Silence- A beautiful conversation

Silences between the conversation the most beautiful feeling The pause where the world stops but the feeling flows eternally   Silence of the heart The rhythm to which the heart beats  untuned with the chaos of the world paired only with him   Raindrops are mute too but touches you whole  as they make a … Continue reading Silence- A beautiful conversation

The season of fall

Today the prompt is Orange.It instantly reminded me of the orange color scattered in nature by the fall leaves.

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Here comes fall again! The season which brings so much of love and festivities along with it. That sudden chill in the air in the late evenings and beautiful fall leaves everywhere adds so many strokes of beauty to the nature’s palette.

The essential and beautiful transition from summer to fall brings all the love along with it.

alisa-anton-166247 (1).jpgWarmth of a hug
Closeness under a blanket
Fingers warming to a cup of coffee
Calmness of listening to him endlessly
Falling leaves of the fall
Brings back all the warmth
Intertwining of fingers
Till the palms start sweating

Sharing the plugs
Swaying to the same rhythm
Heart singing the same beat
Twinkle in your eyes
Fleeting smile on your face
spoken words
And unspoken vows
Tis the season
Each falling leaf is a bookmark
In the book of memories
This is the season
The season of fall….

Photo by Alisa Anton

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Who is an artist?

“An artist should create beautiful things, but should put nothing of his own life into them.” ― Oscar Wilde He is an imposter, a fake. Who hides his true identity but reflects the feelings and emotions of the person he is portraying in the purest form. Someone who takes the form of a person, thoughts, … Continue reading Who is an artist?


This post is in response to the daily prompt  Identity

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This post is an ode to the strong, fierce women who are survivors of acid attacks. They go through immense physical and emotional pain but still manage to rise from the ashes like a phoenix. I salute to all such woman, who after going through a life-altering incident has never backed down, never given up and showed the world the real strength of a fighting soul.
” He has changed my face, not my heart. He has burned my face , not my dreams”
                                                                           –Laxmi Agarwal, acid attack survivor
She is fierce, braveBraving the worldFacing the wrathatoning sins of her ancestors
living  a misogynistic truthPushing through the hurdles of the…

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Those beautiful lines etched on your skin The art speaking for itself Emotions oozing out from each Drop of Ink And pain screaming from each twist and turn Every stroke of the pen defines you Every twist of the nip Glorifies you Your beauty needs no jewels You are adorned by them Playing shamelessly Around … Continue reading Tattoo


I'm having this sensation in my head My thoughts are fighting over something I guess They don't seem to settle down their arguments They can't seem to come to a peaceful conclusion Guess, they agree to disagree on everything Pulling apart my nerves and tearing apart my skin   I want to mediate and bring … Continue reading Headache


Do you feel the same?

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Have you ever felt so connected to a person that the mere presence of him in a room will fill you with passion?

Even though he is not near you, he can immerse you in his soulful presence. Your heart starts beating to his rhythm and your eyes are desperately waiting for the glance where you connect. The following post encompasses that feeling. Read the following post and let me know how you feel about it.


Dance of the emotions

Catching of the gaze

Passing glimpse of the face

Fleeting touch of your hands

Feeling the untouched

Living the love

Absorbing your presence

and drowning in your essence

Standing in the crowd

Only felt by the one

Making the eye contact

and feeling the unspoken words

Standing here in a crowded room

Felt so alone with you.

The picture used in this post has been taken by Alejandra Quiroz

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You think you have found the one.The ONE! who shares the same thought with you, who finishes your sentences, who is on the same wavelength as you are. You get entrapped in the definition of soulmates. You believe the music will play on forever, the hearts will keep swaying to the same rhythm. What if the alignment is broken..what if you stop resonating?

Stay beautiful

This post is in response to the daily prompt Express

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I wrote this one when one of the days I was feeling low. Everything around me was bringing me down and I just wanted to feel happy. I needed something to cheer me up and something to keep me going through all the pain I was feeling around me. So I wrote this as a way to keep the heart stronger amongst all the sadness in the world.


Stay beautiful
stay beautiful my heart
You have lots to learn and lots to forgot
Days will come and fill you with love
Emotions will make you happy
And people will crush
Some will poke you
and some will hug
Stay beautiful
stay beautiful my heart
Desires will drive you crazy
Romance will take you for a ride
You have to pick up your own pieces
And do it in your stride
Passion will lit every bit of you
Will warm your…

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This post is an ode to the strong, fierce women who are survivors of acid attacks. They go through immense physical and emotional pain but still manage to rise from the ashes like a phoenix. I salute to all such woman, who after going through a life-altering incident has never backed down, never given up and showed the world the real strength of a fighting soul.

Stay in touch

Reblogging this in response to the daily prompt Succumb

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One thing you can’t hide – is when you’re crippled inside.
― John Lennon

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Remember how we always say this to people who are leaving, moving away, getting a farewell, changing jobs etc. We ask them not to be a stranger and to stay in touch with us.
I have always wondered why shouldn’t we do the same to our long-lost feelings.

I think we should always be in touch with our feelings too.With all that hurt and mounting pressures of life, our heart is stretched too thin to feel anything anymore.

So here is a shout out to all my feelings.

We shouldn’t be a stranger to them. Shouldn’t avoid facing them.Shouldn’t avoid looking them directly in the eye and saying that …”Yes, Fear I know you exist. I know you are there.I know I can’t run away from you. I know you will surface now and then but I will always be ready to…

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Buried under the dearth of pain Lies, suffering, hatred, and loss We humans as a species  we continue to survive. Every day we overcome the fear of discrimination, misogyny , clash of the religions, morals, and values and still, we continue to survive All the bloodthirst and the violence the numbness which the soul goes through … Continue reading Exceptional


The person you love is 72.8% water--Alan Fletcher This post is an ode to water.A quintessential element of our life which makes up most of us and surrounds most of the world around us. We never understand the deep significance of water till we are deprived of it. Its fluidity, its calmness, deepness and resilience … Continue reading Water


Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. --George Bernard Shaw What you know about life? It comes and goes in flashes You are either living your memories or creating some. It's an endless effort to create the perfect picture, the masterpiece, on a blank canvas which the Almighty has given you, which … Continue reading Masterpiece