Expressive Silence

Empowered by plasticity;
Xeroxing the same smile on my face,
People wonder how could I be so perfect,
Realize they don't, such is not the case.
Empowered by ease;
Silence rests under this smile,
Still people fail to notice, but
It was her, she took shorter than a while.
Vortices of unsaid nothings-
Explosive silence, when our eyes met,

Soul sisters were a bookish concept,
In no time our eyes were wet.
Loud was this silence,
Ecstasy- no better it could get.
Never, My Soul Sister, had I experienced such a
Chaotic silence, The most
Expressive Silence.


When I thought of writing a guest post for Ms.R, I thought there was nothing better I could do than attempt an acrostic poem :P
It's an honor to know a woman who can dish out a masterpiece every time she starts to write something! May you have many more thousands of posts to come!
The perfect explanation for the poem is in the paragraph after Tan's poem below.

I wish Ms.R all the success and luck in here life,
God bless you and CM ji too :)
Love
Ashrita.

Cross-Posted @ Expressive Silence

A Comeback Question...

Hello Everyone!

Well, it feels like returning home after a long, long gap of staying away. Just like I felt when I had returned back home after 2 years from abroad. It made me happy, but there was still a lack of confidence and a feeling of awkwardness. And it is more or less the same right now. I think I'm gonna wait till I come up with some good prose for the blog as I have some "getting-used-to-bloggging-again" to do. But it feels great to be back! I missed all of you...

I was just thinking of posting something when I thought why not start the first interactive post on my blog! So here I go...

Whenever you look back at your past, do you feel that you shouldn't have done something this way or that way? Or you felt like a total ass for doing something which makes you feel stupid and embarrassed now?

I feel so all the time! I always find some room for improvement in everything I ever did. But that's just me. It's not like I go out of the way with my thoughts but then I just feel that it would have been better if it was perfect. Either way, I had to settle with behaving like that at that particular time!

Well, I would love to share some incidents with all of you... Like just few weeks ago I went grocery shopping for my "diet" and I bought so much of stuff... And I swore I was going to stick to the program. One week later while throwing the spoilt Watermelon in the dustbin I thought, "What the hell was I thinking buying all this stuff when I knew I wasn't gonna stick to the program?!"

This is just one incident. I have tonnes!

But I guess all of us go through this phase many times in our lives. I would love to hear about it from all of you! Do tell us how you feel about this, and if you put in some incidents and experiences too, that's the icing on the cake!

Hoping for a great feedback!

Beautiful Chaos!

Beginning of a journey,
End of which lies after forever;
All the forces of nature
Unite in this celebration.
The fusion of two minds;
In the least, which are unlike each other,
Finally they arrive at one common place-
Unanimously rejoicing.
Love is the ultimate mixture of unstable stability.

Can you find anywhere else, this
Heart calming silence, Peace of the soul, yet the
Adrenaline rush, the war, the cry, the victory, the joy?
On every passing day, a brand new experience,
Such is this love, the most beautiful chaos!

P.S. I was reading a magazine the other day and I came across a painting names Beautiful Chaos. I knew that very instant that I had to write an acrostic on this one! Guess I am in love with Acrostic poetry these days ;)

A Thank You Note

Hello Everyone!

Well, just like the title speaks, this is a Thank You note. To all of you, who made me feel special by wishing me on my birthday. I never thought that my birthday would be so unexpectedly full of smiles. I had no plans whatsoever, and it was just going to be another day for me [For the first time in my life!].

Thank you so much Neeraj and Sawan [For the timely wishes ;)], Rag [For the late but rhyming wishes :)], Kajal, Ms.R, Arv, Pulkit, and all my readers [Forgive me if I did not mention your name, there are sooooo many of you. But that does not mean I owe you guys any less!] and also everyone at the Writers Lounge for wishing me. May god bless all of you.

A special thank you to all my ladies at the ILMB forum. Thanks a ton chicas! Love to all!

I cannot thank you enough, Nabila, for making me feel ultra special! Wherever I logged in on my birthday, you had something special waiting for me. I am so touched, and I am very lucky to have a friend like you in my life :)

Last but not the least, a special thank you for my special baby, [I did not EVER think that I would have a baby so soon, even virtually! heck, I get damn irritated and offended if someone calls me "Aunty"...Pun intended!] you made me feel extra super duper special sweetiepie! And trust me, no matter how much older and wiser you grow, I am always going to look upon you like an elder sister, like a mother! I love you loads! Muahhh

There I go, drifting away once again... Now about how I spent my day. Well, I received the most beautiful flower arrangement full of orchids and in the center was one single, beautiful, rosy red, fresh rose! That too at 11:45 pm on 29th April itself :P [Stupid phoolwala!] I knew that very moment that there was no looking back throughout the day! 12 AM sharp, my phone started ringing, and it was raining calls, and I was juggling them with everyone at home dropping into my room to wish me :) Then I spoke to Nabs, who asked me to check out her blog. And I was so pleasantly surprised! On the other hand I was also a little drunk, thanks to the wine we opened in the night, so I was too pre occupied to comment on it :P

I woke up early in the morning, and then went gymming. After a tiresome but refreshing session of workout I came home and then attended some more calls, and finally planned a lunch meeting with my childhood bestie Santoshri, when I had planned not to socialize on my birthday! It was so much fun, we met after ages but things were still just like before! After hours of yapping it out and roaming around, I returned home late in the evening just to find some more guests at my place. Then we had a dinner party. Mom had bought a Chocolate Truffle cake for me on the 29th itself, but I cut it at 12 AM on the following day, just when my birthday got over :P Oh yes, and the whole day was filled with exotic food, from Italian to Continental to Thai to Chinese! Guess the gymming session went for a toss!

We went to sleep late in the night, and then May the 1st was also a day of celebration! I met up with some more friends, had some more food, then came home in the evening and there was a function in my building where I played some games and ate some more food! Hahaha... What a stomach filled birthday I had!

Well, I had not expected anything out of the day, but it turned special all by itself! Looking forward for a great year ahead!

Once again, thank you so much everyone!

Oh and yes, I have also started posting poetry on PoEtPourri! Do check it out!

Loads of love and luck to all!
Ashrita

Wild Is The Wind

Weather; it's gloomy outside,
I sit in the center of my square bedroom;
Leaving my eyes, are tears of blood,
Defeat, Deceit, Death, signified by each one.

I look outside, it's a dark black sky,
Seems there is no light till the end.

The walls appear to close in on me now,
Heartbeats, I can feel, they dimmer every passing minute.
Ending is my suffocation - Yes, this is the end.

With humid moisture, a warm breeze touches my cheek,
I feel that caress, I look outside one last time;
No, this is not a new beginning,
Dawn is not even close, there is a storm behind that warm wind.


P.S. I wrote this a few days ago when Leo prompted me to take up this acrostic. I have a feeling not all may like it since it's so dark! But do let me know what you guys think! Oh and yes! This is in no way related to me :P Just fictional!

Confinement - Another attempt at Acrostic poetry!

Caressing you inside, through my stomach outside,

Oh my little Angel, I have a million things,

No, I do not plan to tell, but I don’t break promises.

Fighter I shall make of you, overcome the toughest,

In this world of coercion, survival is only of the fittest.

No, you will not let anyone bind you,

Every step you take, I will be your support till the end.

Mark my words, this world; it’s an evil place,

Extremely difficult, the free thinker’s life is.

Now promise to be brave, as I set you free, for

This world is just a huge confinement.

A single mother speaks to her baby on the delivery day, just before her water breaks.

I took this up coz Leo asked me to attempt this acrostic. Thanks a ton Leo! I realized many things about myself and life while writing this poem!

When It's Over Just Bow!

When the fantasy had ended,

Horrors turned true, Promises were false,

Except an end there was no solution,

Never had she imagined, he would be such a crook.

In the tenure of a beautiful lie,

There were a thousand dreams,

Soaring high, until it all crashed down.

Oh, what a disgusting sight that was,

Viewing her own husband with a woman stranger,

Every moment flashed in her eyes forever, the

Rascal still flaunts his ego!

Jewels and Riches he gifted were burnt, for

Unfaithfulness still lingered,

Says he, “Please forgive me, I love you so..”

That’s supposed to make her feel better?

“Better off alone than live with you, cheat!

Over it is, it was never meant to be,

What a show! Go on and take a bow…” Said she.

P.S. This is my try at the same acrostic which Leo has posted on his blog. It's just a try, and as soon as I heard the title the only song that played in my mind was Rihanna - Take A Bow. So I built the poem around it!

My first 55 Fiction!

As the policemen took attendance that morning, every inmate answered back. Except one.

The warden arrived in Andy’s cell.

He tore out the poster of Andy’s glamor girl. He was shocked.

“HOW did he dig a Kilometer long hole?”

Andy’s effort of 19 years paid off, Thanks to that Rock Hammer.

Hope makes Impossible, Possible.

P.S. This was my first ever 55 Fiction, thanks to the inspiration and encouragement from Kajal and Neeraj. You guys rock! Love you both! And I know, it is not entirely original. I just could not help but realize that the epitome of the essence of this kind of composition has to be somewhere in the Shawshank Redemption!

Award time - Part 1

Hello Everyone :)


It has been raining awards for me for a few days now. So it's high time I host an award ceremony on my blog too! There are so many of you, please forgive me if I have not mentioned your names in this one, because it is difficult to remember. There will be a part 2 too, and maybe even a part 3 :D

So here I go, in no order of preference!:

I would like to present the first award to none other than Ms. R . She is the ultimate example of how a modern woman should be. The picture is of one of my favorite parfums, Kenzo. It's got personality alright, and so does this young lady with lots of attitude, still having her head above her shoulders. That is very unique and very very stylish! I respect you for what you write, and I love you for coming back with a huge bang! Kisses <3>

The next one goes to someone who is an absolute perfectionist. Pink is her color, and she is actually as royal and rare as an Orchid. Since they're so rare, I had trouble finding them, so I present you with a bunch of pink roses, and the lady in the picture is a symbol of how beautiful and eye catching your work actually is! Thanks a lot for coming into my like Kajal, A.K.A The Pink Orchid.

Since I mentioned Kajal, the immediate next person I would come around would be none other than the Big B of Writers Lounge. I have not interacted a lot with him. But from whatever I read, I am so sure he is a fun loving person who is full of laughter and positivity. Melodramatic. What I would like to call a total "Paisa Vasool". It is an honor to even know you, Sandeep. This award is also for his Small B, Stephen, who is a very helpful person, and knowingly or unknowingly he brings a smile to everyone's faces :)

The next award goes to someone who thinks so much like me, I always used to wonder if we were like mirror images. That got confirmed when I found out that we both share the same fear for Pigeons :P I have not interacted with her on a personal level, but whatever she does write resembles a lot with the way I think. Sheer elegance this girl is! This one is for you, Quirky Mon !!

The next award goes to a new kid on the block :D Well he is not a kid, so to say, but yeah he will surely go places. My blog entry is incomplete without his heartfelt comment. Thanks a lot, Neeraj!

The next one is for someone who writes short and simple stuff, but it has loads of thinking involved in it. I am a sucker for such posts, which are not too long, but still convey their meaning perfectly. This one is for you Rashi !

The next award is again shared between two very sweet people, who speak less but their work speaks a lot more! Both of them have an impeccable ability to compose poetry, and both of them are oh so cute! Thanks a lot Pratibha and Anu !

The next award is for a man who is hell bent upon making something change, and making this country and the world a better place to live in. Whenever he writes, he creates magic! Thanks a lot Kingsley !

The next one is for a young lady who writes blogs which absolutely fulfill the meaning of her blog name, Tadka...It sizzles!. Sky is the limit for you, Akansha!

The next award is for the yummy woman, whose recipes are a treat to all the 5 senses! Women with so much love for cooking are a rare breed in today's world. And you are one of them! I salute you, Aruna!

This one is for my new Blog buddy, who makes me laugh all the time with his easy sense of humor and great comic timing. Oh and how can I forget that he writes some amazing poems. He is soooo talented! Kyun na ho, he is a fellow Taurean :D This one is for you my soccer lover Amith!

The next award goes to the one lady who is BOLD and beautiful, by boldness I also mean the way she writes her blogs, her ability to face life as it comes, how it comes, in a very very strong and inspiring way! Kudos to you, Seno !!

The next award is for an iron woman who makes me feel proud of her, myself, and every woman on this planet. They don't make them like this anymore! Girl power personified! This one is for you, Gargi!

The next one is for a little girl who did not know for a long, long time that she had a storehouse of talent in her. The outcome from a combination of an adolescent mind talking about plans to change the world is outstanding! This lady plans to lead the country some day and I am so sure, she will! Love you loads, Apurva!

And last, but not the least, for this part, I am sure all of you must have guessed it. She is one of my closest buddies and has been by my side through thick and thin! She knows what I am going through even without me having to speak a single word. I love you so much, Nabila!

This is just Part 1, Part 2 will be here soon! Hope all of you like the awards :)

Loads of love and good wishes,

Ashrita

A shower can change your life...

It was 45 degrees Celsius outside. She was numb with the heat outside and the still cold marble on which she stood bare naked, staring up at it. Her hair was open, and she could feel the warm air brushing through her entire body yet giving her goosebumps from that intense sensation. A million thoughts raced through her mind, all at the same time, there was no room for wonder or no sense in making sense out of anything. Everything she was ever fearful about had suddenly come true. All her insecurities were taking a shape of reality. This was the time. The time to conquer all her fears.

As she looked at that shower head she thought of all the things she had ever been scared of. Right from her fear of heights, to losing her friends and love, to this, her fear of a cold, chilled shower. This was the busiest crossroad of her life, and an inner voice said to her that it was high time she started everything afresh without the fear factor.

The clock was ticking. She had been standing in the same position for the past one hour. In that time she had "almost" turned that faucet about a hundred times, but then she stopped herself just at that thought of facing one of the biggest concerns in her life. She thought that her heart would stop beating the very moment that chilled water touched her skin.

Finally she just closed her eyes, and turned that faucet for once. The water was colder than expected, and she did skip a heartbeat when it touched her skin. But then, she started enjoying it. The longest and coldest shower of her life changed her, changed her life, for good.



P.S. This is my first attempt at fiction. I wanted to stretch it a bit longer but since I have been out of touch off late I did not strain much on it.