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VJ’s Weekly Challenge #108: taste

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VJ’s Weekly Challenge #108: taste

“You will find tasteless

All the delicacies, if

Not spiced with hunger”

Mother always said to me

You are not hungry enough

If you don’t find taste in food

Cees Black White Photo Challenge: Letters M and N

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Letters M or N

Mother and daughter

 

Mesmerizing

Night at sea beach

 

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #25

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #25

Girl on Bank CCC25

Longing

What do I long for?

Love? Friendship? Company of people? Peace?

Sometimes I feel very lonely

And the more lonely I feel

the more lonely I want to be

I don’t want to talk to anyone

Don’t want to mix with people

I just want to dwell in my gloominess,

Submerge in my sorrows 

No materialistic pleasure can calm me

Can give me peace

So what is it I want?

Who can understand?

How I’m feeling

What I’m feeling

What I’m longing for

Perhaps 

I yearn 

for that great comfort, calmness, peace, delight 

I felt when I was in my mother’s lap

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #79- Color of Beauty

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #79

Words: Color, Chroma, Pigment, Hue, Stain, Tinge

What is the color of beauty?
 I don’t remember seeing the mother in any other saree than white, no hues of any color.
 Even after doing all household work by herself how she kept it so white always puzzled me.
She Finished her cooking without a stain of turmeric or red chilly or from any spice or fruits or vegetables.
After the bath, she used to wear sarees with a colored border red or, green or blue, or whatever with a matching blouse. She used red sindoor as big bindi between her eyebrows, would put a little black homemade Kajal in her eyes and lo!  The most beautiful woman in the world was ready to compete in any beauty contest.
Well, it was and is my opinion though she thought herself ugly in comparison to my father who was fairer than she who was a few shades darker than him.
Alas! She never looked herself through my eyes.
Does color matter to define beauty?
Whatever shade of color you are you only need love, grace, and compassion to look beautiful.
Motherhood is chroma of Beauty.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 61

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 61

In the immensity of consciousness, a light appears — a tiny point which moves rapidly and traces shapes, thoughts, and feelings, like a pen writing on paper. And the ink which leaves a trace is the memory. You are that tiny point and by your movement, the world is ever re-created.

 Sri Nisargadatta, I Am That

 

Alas!

It eludes me

the immensity of consciousness

again and again

could have

lead me

to a higher plane

Alas!

I am

where I was

when I was born

yearning for my mother’s embrace

now at the end of my journey

yearning for my mother’s embrace

my existence

in between

is a cipher

 

 

 

#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 100 – Celebrations & Century

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#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 100 – Celebrations & Century

Thanks, Elsie for your wonderful challenges which gave me something to think and made me try other types of poetry. I will miss these challenges.

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Mother’s century
Though we could not celebrate
As she passed away
Three years before completing
Seeing her pain and discomfort
I prayed for her departure
Whom we love can’t see in pain
( This is not a Tanka but had to add the last line)

Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 75 – Shining & Winter

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Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 75 – Shining & Winter

Winter awakens

Which weren’t asleep anyway

Shining memories
Of  sitting around fire-pot

Of mother telling stories

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #168 Sweet&Scent

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #168 Sweet&Scent

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image 2016

Mother’s body scent

Set her apart from others

Sweet remembrance

 

Friday Fictioneers- scars

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Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochellewisofffields

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Peter Abbey

PHOTO PROMPT © Peter Abbey

Fiction

100 words

Scars

Ruby has to cross the lonely footbridge daily on her way to school. She goes and returns with friends, and still mother never forgets to remind her strictly to never pass the bridge alone. Though their colony is very safe, security guards are posted everywhere.

Ruby wonders why mother is so scared. She asks mother.

Mother looks in her eyes. She is so young and innocent; she will not understand it now.

Once mother made a mistake of crossing a footbridge all alone when she was young.

Mother still shivers.

Time heals all wounds but some scars never fade away.

 

 

 

The Daily Post- Sentimental

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I’m  not sentimental  about things or places. We had to move to many places, leave so many things behind when my husband was in a job that I stopped feeling any attachment with any place or thing,  but when  I saw my mother’s swing, after her demise, in my brother’s house, lying in a corner , all  alone, as if  waiting for  waiting for my mother’s touch not knowing she will never come back. With tears in my eyes I caressed it, I tried to comforted it assuming it’s listening to me. (I wanted to bring it back with me, I had gifted it to my mother, but couldn’t ask my brother to give it back to me). I felt my mother’s presence there. I was relieved. It was not lonely. It has lots of memories to live with.

Mother's swing

Mother’s swing

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कही अनकही बातें

जो हमपे गुज़री सो गुज़री मगर शब-ए-हिज्राँ हमारे अश्क तेरी आक़बत सँवार चले

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a poetic journey with memories

kimbladeswriting

poetry and short stories

Pilgrimage Studio

A Journey of Spiritual Significance

As a Girl thinketh....

Love thyself for it's the only cure!

Prerna's blog

Start each day with a grateful heart :)

Picture Perfect Memories for life

Myriad memories frozen in time

A Journey Called Life ...

“Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.” - E. Gilbert

Timeless Mind

All about self realisation, paranormal, dream interpretation and more

Life in Copenhagen

Life in Copenhagen, Denmark, after moving during Covid-19.

Agapē Words of Hope Ministry

Words to Encourage, Inspire & Empower

Banter Republic

It's just banter

Glee Sparkle

See Miracles In Life Everyday

satyaanveshan

My Psychological and Spiritual Odyssey!

कही अनकही बातें

जो हमपे गुज़री सो गुज़री मगर शब-ए-हिज्राँ हमारे अश्क तेरी आक़बत सँवार चले

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अभिव्यक्ति

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a poetic journey with memories