VJ’s Weekly Challenge #100: Pause

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #100: Pause

( for someone who ended his life, he might have been desperate but what about his father and sisters and all relatives and friends, who were very proud of him)

perhaps

a timely pause

before taking the final leap

could have changed

your perspective

does your decision

to end your life

affects only you

or your dear ones

who put their faith in you

stand by you

accepting all you whims

supported you

you died only once

they will die

a thousand deaths

Relative article- https://satyaanveshan.wordpress.com/2020/06/16/sushant

June photo a day challenge- Waves

June photo a day challenge

What’s In A Name

One Woman's Quest II

What’s her name?
Simple question
from mother to son –
recognizing the love-lifted
joy of his countenance.

I cannot tell, said he,
you’ll ask too many questions.
Do I know her?
No, Mom, she’s Somali.
And Muslim.

I felt my whiteness
and all its privilege
slap me, stumbled

Of course she is welcome,
of course it does not matter.

Had no sense of the depth
of my ignorance, how heads
would turn, and vile strangers
attack, and his father shun them.

And how her own mother
would advise her to take his name
when the day of their nuptials came
so that finding work would be easier.

Had no sense of the depth
of my ignorance, how
everyday matters suffer
unfair scrutiny –

hold them in my heart
and pray, knowing my shield
of whiteness holds no sway
to protect them.

(What’s in a Name

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #139

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #139

PROMPT #139

Quarantined Thoughts

Thoughts 

toxic  

polluting

scarry

lying low

waiting for a chance

when the immunity is low

to

stealthily

attack

like a deadly virus

is there a 

way

to be immune to them

or

to put them in

quarantine 

forever

It was my choice

‘ Why does it take another generation, at another level, to help us see the flaws in our thought process?’ ~Reena Suxena

Reena Saxena

My childhood was spent wondering who lives behind those monstrous facades. Was it a driver, or a gunner or a silent controller? I would wake up in the middle of the night, when the facades started speaking to me.

My son does not waste time. He just jumps on to the other side, and operates the machine.

The thought of a wasted lifetime has been troubling me ever since. Why does it take another generation, at another level, to help us see the flaws in our thought process?

I ask my mother, and she looks unconcerned,

“It was your choice.”

12 June 2020

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge #99: privilege

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #99: privilege

It’s a privilege 

to watch the sunrise daily

often we forget

what is given us  for free

we always take for granted

Sunrise- Visakhapatnam

June photo a day challenge- – Reflection

June photo a day challenge- – Reflection

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Underdog”, June 8, 2020

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Underdog”, June 8, 2020

 

for whom you will cheer
for whom you will stand up
with whom you will share your life
an overdog with no insight
or
an underdog with great insight

for a confidant underdog

can turn the table

under overdog’s nose 

On choices in 2020

A Journey Called Life ...

I didn’t grow up with having too many choices. I re-read books because the choices were limited. I ate the same breakfast on all five weekdays and drank the same kind of milk that local milkman delivered to our house. My childhood was years away from the last decade.

And I am happy that I got lucky to have a normal childhood. Life is simple when options are numbered.

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Living in a pandemic: Longing, the word, the feeling

A Journey Called Life ...

“And now I understand something so frightening &wonderful-

how the mind clings to the road it knows,
rushing through crossroads, sticking

like lint to the familiar.”― Mary Oliver

Last week I heard it for the first time- my daughter reminiscing her recent pasts- “Remember when I used to go to school, you used to make smoothies?”

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