Even the weirdest things can reconstruct memories. Today I had brought Lunch from home. Nothing exotic, some Chappati and potato stew made in coconut milk one of my all time favorites (Well not really, I love the poori and baji that you use to get in the Indian Railways better). Yesterday I had this yearning to eat this old fashion stew we use to make … Continue reading How a lunch today reconstructed some old memories
Yesterday we lost a very dear friend, someone who in a very short time had shown us the endless array of those vibrant colors in life that makes it so beautiful. Loss of a loved one is never the conclusion or finale of the relationship we had with them but it is a stage in an eternal relationship we will continue to have with them. … Continue reading You will always be in our lives where ever you go
Now we officially have a teenager in our house. Rhea, Today you become a teen. wow! You have been talking about it for the last two years and finally the day has come. I am sure you must be feeling great. I wish that you be excited just like this on all your future birthdays in life. As people grow older some loose the charm of a … Continue reading Now there is a Teenager in our house
Today is my sister’s birthday and I wish her the very best in her life. When we were kids we never thought that years ahead in life we would be living so far apart in this world that we could not attend each other’s birthday. We probably thought that life will remain in the same little cozy shell our parents built for us, but every … Continue reading To my sister Anu
Today I tried to translate a very poetic Malayalam song “Surma Ezhuthiya Mizhikale”. I found that I was in a chakravyuh. I knew how to get in but I had no clue how to get out. The problems of half knowledge. A chakravyuh is a military tactical formation which can be translated as “wheel lock” where you have two aspects of a knowledge, getting in … Continue reading Translation vs. Inspiration
Folks from Kerala who ask me where I went to school are sometimes surprised when I say I went to a school in Meenchanda. Because Meenchanda in Malayalam means fish market. There are some funny guys who respond back and say “Yes, we knew that from the moment we know you, you could not have gone anywhere else” Well that being said, my school days … Continue reading Memories of NSS Meenchanda
People wake up daily to something special. Some wake up only to the smell of fresh brewed hot coffee, some wake up dreaming of the breakfast they will have. Some wake up because their unfinished work from yesterday sets the alarm. All have their reasons, but mine is too special that I wait the whole night just to wake up to it. I wake up … Continue reading Rahi Turns 5 Today!
Their Cries Silence the church bells Stop the temple hymns Interrupt the call for prayers Their Cries Get louder when you ignore Do you know who they are? You should… Because they are our children Killed and Orphaned in the bloody timelines of history When religions, politics & power clash with one another in useless ideological struggles Their Cries We can never escape from them … Continue reading Their Cries
I surrender to you Bind myself in the locks of your hair and tell the world to go away As they search for me in your fallen veils You hide me between your eyelids Smile lasciviously at the world Distract them The world slowly withdraws Leaving me alone Lost somewhere in you Unarmed, Weak but protected Continue reading Surrender
Tampered by his own soul His Body lay senseless Imprisoned The Soul struggling to set itself free Body trying to run for safety They both know Finally the Soul will win the battle When time crosses an unaware second Somewhere in the future The Soul will win and the body will lose But now is not the time The Body starts moving Frees itself and … Continue reading Body and Soul
Vinod Narayan 