Mary and Martha – About Malaria, Loss, a Purpose and the Life we Make and Remembering Harry Yirrell
Today I watched the movie ‘Mary and Martha’ a 2013 British-American television film starring Hilary Swank and Brenda Blethyn. The film tells the story of two women, two mothers Mary (played by Hilary Swank) and Martha (played by Brenda Blethyn). Mary decides that her 10 year old son George can learn more from the world than from the traditional school and together they travel to … Continue reading Mary and Martha – About Malaria, Loss, a Purpose and the Life we Make and Remembering Harry Yirrell
Rajkummar is a wonderful actor with an ‘exceptional’ tag to all his roles; Waiting for his Newton
There are a lot of Good actors in Indian Cinema and there are some wonderful actors. Rajkummar falls into the wonderful bucket with an ‘exceptional’ tag to it. His movies are ones I will be looking forward for and I see he has several releases coming this year. I wrote about Nawazuddin the day I watched Kahani. On Rajkummar I am way too late penning … Continue reading Rajkummar is a wonderful actor with an ‘exceptional’ tag to all his roles; Waiting for his Newton
Remorseful Uneasiness – #52 of 365 Poems
A brief period of remorseful uneasiness; But then it vanishes, as if everything you have done till now was perfect. Planned and executed flawlessly, as if life is something you read out of a book, And then you run till another brief moment comes again a remorseful uneasiness hovers. We will all one day leave for the woods, where the shadows don’t fall on fallen … Continue reading Remorseful Uneasiness – #52 of 365 Poems
Spiraling Insanity #51 of 365 Poems
I don’t write life with a pen. I do it with a strangeness dripping from the eyes of people I know. Some call it tears. I don’t coverup love with blankets. I cover it with a smile torn from a past moment in time. Some call it Youth. I don’t feel the pain with my hands. I feel it with a fear I know I … Continue reading Spiraling Insanity #51 of 365 Poems
A profession where you can keep getting better
Is there one such profession where you keep getting better. I think every profession that we see gives us the opportunities to be better. The question is how we define better. And the fact is that we don’t get better in any profession unless we start doing something about it. It is not always about skills enhancement; it might be about the difference we make … Continue reading A profession where you can keep getting better
The Ball in your Backyard #50 of 365 Poems
A ball of bold imaginations filled up. just ready to be kicked into space, has been lying in the backyard. un-noticed. Don’t blame the legs that walked away, instead of kicking it. The world has been kicking the butt- that those legs carried around. Don’t blame the world. because… it’s job is to kick asses. with fury, with love and with gentle deceit. The legs … Continue reading The Ball in your Backyard #50 of 365 Poems
Respecting a woman is more important than being able to say who your Father is
There are many who make fun of the Father’s day celebrations and here is one picture that is floating on the internet.. and here is my answer to those morons who share it. I think my fatherhood can only be confirmed by the mother of my kids. Just like that our Father’s identity can only be confirmed by our mothers. And if they change the … Continue reading Respecting a woman is more important than being able to say who your Father is
Walking in your Dad’s Shoes #49 of 365 Poems
Walking in your dad’s shoes It starts with wearing his shoes; and walking around in the house. Then your feet grow, bigger than your dad’s. Your tastes change, your dislikes shape up. you like a shoe, not because it is dad’s; but because it is yours. You leave your dad’s shoe and find your own. You leave an old man waving behind. Then you become … Continue reading Walking in your Dad’s Shoes #49 of 365 Poems
The Imagery of a Moment #48 of 365 Poems
A moment trying to make a meaning during a pause. A pause losing its mind grappling the silence it should be. A small kid rewinding her life like she knows what childhood can be when you grow up. A middle aged guy looking at both sides and ahead to see where time is shifting. A dog sits in the house and peeps through the window … Continue reading The Imagery of a Moment #48 of 365 Poems
When I was young I could remember anything, whether it happened or not
It is said that memory fades when people age. As human beings we have a unique ability to forget even without age. As life takes us through the circumference of the globe some of us tend to forget people and events. Sometimes these are the same people and events that made us who we are, things that contributed to shaping us and our thinking. Mark Twain … Continue reading When I was young I could remember anything, whether it happened or not
Vinod Narayan 