The sins of the mother, come down to her son,
But how long should we blame her for what he’s become?
One year of marriage – a journey together,
That year during which we learn more about each other.
Two years to bend, and to meet in the middle,
Three to feel the need to forge new ideas and new traditions.
Continue reading 5 Years A Victim
Lets light a fire that burns up hate
Let it burn strong before it’s too late.
Hold onto change even if it’s small,
Keep the flame burning high – it might someday help us all. Continue reading Light A Fire That Burns Up Hate
We’re the women who dress up to visit our mothers.
We live by our own standards, don’t paint us with your colour.
Blow dry our hair and put on our best dress,
No it’s not a night out to paint the town red! Continue reading Paint The Town RED
There are many horrifying incidents of cruelty to animals.
I want to talk about the incidents that happen within housing societies.
And I want you to think about how they de-sensitise people to the pain of living beings in general. And how this impacts society.
This post also has a few tips on how societies can get strays to leave, without cruelty. And what people can do to help, as well as what they shouldn’t do.
Continue reading Letter : A plea for a humane society
If you’re feeling bored and have nothing to do,
Just pray for someone to leave some shares to you!
You’ll have forms to fill and submit to the bank,
Affidavits, attested copies & hopefully a signature mismatch! Continue reading Occupational Therapy
She’s like the bottom of the pot, where the spoon scrapes.
When there’s less inside, to put on our plates.
The bottom of the barrel that bears the pressure,
When it’s filled to the brim and there’s no ease or leisure.
Continue reading She’s the bottom of the barrel
Do you believe in God but shun religion?
Feel that faith strong and quiet will shine out from within?
Jai Shree Ram or Praise The Lord,
Or Allah Hu Akbar, to me there’s just one God.
Continue reading The musings of a Roaming Catholic