• De-mystifying life

    This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda

     ‘I wish someone told me……


    Why pigs don’t fly
    Why onions make you cry
    Why broken hearts never heal
    Why watched kettles don’t boil
    Why taxis never go where you want them to go

    I wish someone told me……

    Why your red sari blouse bleeds  and makes all the whites pink
    Why you can’t speak your mind and say what you think.
    Why it never rains when you carry an umbrella
    Why my phone rings when I’m looking for change
    Why the shop with a million bras doesn’t have one my size
    Why people address me as sir when I’m obviously a ma’am.

    I wish someone told me……..

    The moment you step into a cab, the bus comes along
    When you tidy your cupboard, you won’t find a thing.
    You throw out your old address book 
    That dress you never wore, your friend asks to borrow it.
    And your aunt asks for more
    Details about your old neighbour she met once before
    At your house.

    I wish someone told me…..

    How soon children grow
    How hard it is to let go
    How easy to lie.

    How tough to say sorry
    And kiss one goodbye.

    But then I realise how
    dull life could be
    If someone just told me
    How things would be.

    So I am happy to live
    A life of uncertainty
    a mystery 
    Unwinding,
    Enchanting
    Capricious,
    Alarming.
    Delightfully vague
    Unknown and unclear
    A challenge each moment
    Each day
    Through the year.

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  • Goodbye Ganesha

    This granite milestone marking 3 miles from St. Thomas’ Cathedral in the heart of what one can easily now call Old Mumbai ,(since Navi Mumbai  sits right across the harbour!) is normally hidden from view by the vegetable sellers who have acquired rights to squat on the pavement to sell their wares. Alas! so used are people to find our pavements crowded with  shops that they  automatically  walk on the streets of Mumbai,  giving Street Walking a completely different connotation.

    As I waited by this milestone, I captured a few scenes of my city in the dying sun. People were making their way home: marching steadfastly to the Station at the bottom of the hill. Despite a day at work, their pace was swift betraying their impatience to get home soon.

    Yesterday morning felt like Sunday : street life was slow to start.
    At mid day the pace picked up and gradually preparations began
    to bid farewell to Lord Ganesh:
    The God with Elephant Head
     For ten days the city wore a festive look
    with streets lined with fairy lights that lit up as the sun went down.
    And temple bells clanged twice a day and sometimes thrice as people praised the Lord.

    There was an air of joy untold
    For ten whole days in festivity that brought together family,
    friends and all the world to pray for peace and harmony.

    At four the drums began to beat and people
    poured out on to the streets.
    Cars and trucks and tiny handcarts
    with idols to the Lord Ganesh bedecked with flowers.
    As incense sticks burned slowly down
    the people danced all around
    tapping their feet
    drumming the drums in hypnotic frenzied beat.

    All through , way past the setting sun
    They made their way towards the sea
    where multitudes of humanity waded in
    with Lord Ganesha borne aloft.
    Throughout the night the pilgrims
    made their westward way
    To say goodbye to Lord Ganesh
    And welcome Him into their homes
    and hearts again
    Another day.

    Ganpati Bappa Morya! 

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  • Enjoy the sky

    My early morning pale blue sky
    With wispy clouds floating by
    A hint of pink 
    pale golden light
    Tender and warm luminosity.
    Wisps of smoke
    and dark grey cloud
    Disturb this calm tranquility.
    The ugly crane 
    atop the pile 
    of bricks and concrete and steel piles 
    insidiously climbing high
    to block the sunlight from my life
    But till such time my world gets dark
    Let me enjoy the glorious light!

    Alas! My early morning sky soon seems to be getting gobbled up by the cranes climbing higher to reach the sky.
    But till the light is crowded out by tall buildings and ugly monstrosities, let me enjoy my Mumbai sky.

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