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Writing 101, day 11: Writing and not writing

Writing 101, day 11: Writing and not writing-

What do you do when you’re not writing? How do you reset and return to this dashboard, refreshed? What do you need in your day-to-day life to maintain balance-Running? Yoga? Gardening? Painting? Cooking?

 

My day to day life is well balanced between  three to four hours time, one in the morning and three at night when there is no disturbance ,for reading and writing, morning walks, as and when my body permits, house hold jobs, yoga exercises, breathing exercises, reading books, watching my favorite TV reality shows of music and dance.

I have assigned three to four hours time, one hour in the morning and three hours at night when there is no disturbance, for reading and writing on my laptop.

I feel fresh and recharged whenever I’m brimming with an idea to write.

I firmly believe that to keep up a balance in life always take a break.

When there is unrest or apprehension

When in life there is lots of tension

Take a break and retrospect

When you are overworked and tired

When you are stuck in old routines

Take a break and take good rest

When there is no fun in life

Life is taking you for a ride

Take a break and meditate

Nurturing Thursday-Reflection

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Read one more beautiful post on reflection- http://teandpaper.com/2015/10/15/nurturing-thursday-reflection

 

REFLECTION

You smile to the mirror

Mirror smiles back

You show the candle to the mirror,

It reflects light

Similarly

Our face reflects

Whatever you keep inside

Kindness, positivity and cheerfulness

Or, egoism, arrogance and negativity

Whatever you show

Comes back to you

Let your face show the purity of your soul

~ Indira

Hatred

Daily Prompt: Unleash Your Inner Dickinson

Sometimes its just not easy to follow
“hate crime and not criminals”
When criminals kill for lust,greed and their false beliefs
When they are indifferent to
Innocent people’s suffering.

Hatred,

Killed a part of my heart,
A  part of my sweetness,
And from the pain of my wounded heart
I’m still recovering.

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My Shadow- A mystery

Sometimes in the front of me
       Sometimes it was behind 

Sometimes on the left
        Sometimes  on the right 

Sometimes it was within me
           And sometimes just stood outside

I thought I was bigger ard better
           Far superior and tall

And it was merely my shadow
           Destined to follow me after all.

But what it did to me
            Was not at all fair

As I was no more
            And it was still lying there 


( Me and my inflated ego)

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Strength

So you think you are a very wise woman

you let go  your children to  grow

you never interfered in their matters

you allowed them to fight their own battle

you made them tough and positive

you smile proudly on your achievements

But,

the moment you hear they are sick, suffering

all you want to do to is to hug them, cuddle them

wrap your arms around them

to hide them from all evils

you don’t want them to suffer

you want to be there always to protect them

knowing well

you will not be there forever to look after them

how love makes one weak

Or

it is your strength?          kids5

Aspiration

There comes a stage or rather age in life

Where aspiration, expectations, and needs

All merge into each other and you aspire,

Expect and need a world,

Without hunger, poverty and sickness

A world

Without boundaries, discrimination and terrorism

A world full of

Love, compassion,  and friendship

A world where religion is compatibility and respect for each other

A religion which embraces every one with open heart.

 

A Knock On The Door

Christmas around the corner

Sweet smell of cake hovering around

Old couple 

Confined in a room

Holding hands 

Comforting each other

Remembering the old golden busy days

Of partying with children and relatives

Now everyone busy with their own life

 Old couple

 Forlorn

 Depression setting in

 Still

Trying to count their blessings

 Waiting anxiously

With a little hope in their heart

For a knock on the door

Celebrate, enjoy and party hard

But spare a thought for the lonely ones

Please don’t forget to visit them.