The itch to write

Clouds burst pouring out darkness, The thunderstorms showed it's vengeance. The city was submerged, But our souls cannot be engulfed. Even when stress flooded our minds when we had nothing to eat Even when roaring tides masked the screams, We knew it was all temporary And Our hopes did not fade a bit. For we knew the clouds will dissolve Bringing back the smiling sun. We witnessed oneness as the flooded rivers overflowed Breaking down the boundaries of religion Demolishing bridges separating rich and the poor Helping hands arose every corner, Mankind displayed selfless care. We can either live through the flood or let it drown us, We decided the former. This poem is dedicated to all the people of chennai who went out of their way offering a helping hand to others during the Flood. I'm proud to say that I have spent 5 years of my college life there. Dedicated to all CHENNAI-ITES! You guys are a role model to others.

She inked everything onto the paper, Her dreams,her sorrows, Sometimes even her bleeding heart But he was like the leaf, Floating away wherever the wind blew. Her soul deserved more Because her soul was a beautiful thing. His love had killed her slowly, Like venom crawling through her veins. It drained her smile It sucked out her strength. Now she is pleased to have died that slow death. 'Cause she is revived today She reawakened her dissolving self. She brought life back into her soul She repaired her fears. Her scars faded . She listens to that song with ease, The same song which gave her a silent ache once So she inked everything onto the paper. Wrote this after talking to a friend who got divorced recently. Started thinking from her point of view and penned this down.

Here are a few things that you get to hear if you live in India !  This post is to create awareness and to break the shackles of Indian stereotypes. #1 If you are a man in your late twenties living India and let's say  you have decided to grow your hair up to your shoulders. Be ready for these remarks echoing into your ears every once in a while. 1. You look stoned. 2.How long has it been since you last had a shower? 3. Do u listen to rave music 4. Do u even have a job? 5. No girl will marry you unless you chop that hair off. 6. ( in case you have a really cool bike) Is that bike stolen? #2 If you happen to have a dusky complexion... 1. I know this one face cream which will make you fair. You should give it a try. 2. (Looking at your baby picture) "awww!!  you were such a fair baby ! what happened to you now?" 3. You need to do something to your skin before you get married 4. Are you south Indian? 5.( if your husband happens to be fair) Om

Photo courtesy : Harvey Schiller Chateauglenunga  3.10.2 015      After going through my latest reports even my doctor had  admitted defeat.  He didn't want to scare me with the news ,so he sat next to me and patiently explained the situation . No more chemotherapy could save me. My days were numbered. I felt a sense of liberation within myself.  This meant  I could spend my last days at home.      As I stepped out of the hospital, I looked back at the building where I had spent the past six months in pain. I saw my nurse looking back at me sympathetically . I wish I could tell her that I'm genuinely happy to go home. I  was relieved that I wouldn't be in pain anymore. Goodbye to nausea, mouth ulcers and  an aching body. 5.10.2015 Today my husband had covered the huge mirror in our bedroom with a collection of my favourite paintings. He knew how much I hated the mirror these days. I looked like an absolute wreck. My long hair which was once envied by ever

The Under estimator      Some people under estimates everyone around them. It doesn't matter whether you are rich or  talented or beautiful they just have to put you down by underestimating your power making you feel worthless. The Spender & the parasite.        The one who spends money lavishly without a thought  is the spender and the second one is the one who makes you spend. I think its pretty obvious from the title. So basically the parasite feeds on the spender. It doesn't always have to be money orientated. It can also be energy. You work hard for a project but your friend/co-worker steals all the credit for it. The Cold hearted.    Some people are born that way. They are too numb to react. They are indifferent to everything. Those are type of people you should be away from. Then there are others who became stone hearted due to the numerous bad experiences/phases they have gone through.  Attention beggers.        Attention chasers run b

Those 9 months felt like 9 years. Morning sickness and food cravings. Sleepless nights and moody days. Swelled up legs and overgrown breasts. Unfit dresses and stares all around. Inflated tummy and multiplied visits to the loo. I Missed my skinny jeans and halter necks. I envied my husband every time he munched on those crispy 'Lays' and sipped that frizzy Pepsi. No more heels. No more dancing. No more bumpy road travels. No more work. I gave it all up for my junior. Finally you came into this earth on a rainy day. You were my baby, my love and my life. I watched you grow as days passed by. Your rosy cheeks I kissed every night. While other mom's dumped their little ones at day-care, I gave up my dream job to give you my care. Your diapers and poop never disgusted me. You grew up in my arms safe and secure.  To see you become the best, I sent you to the finest school in town. I tried to get a job after all these years but no one hired me. Some said that I crosse

GUEST POST A poem by Serene Sarah Zachariah (my sister) WIPED OUT DREAMS I lay back down and close my eyes It has been seven years I realise The days have passed The dreams have crashed I look back again, not in despair I turn back again, for just a glare It was a day,my wedding day Just as I had dreamed, the day would be Laughter and joy filled the air Preparations continued with no time to spare. I looked at the sky with hopes of tomorrow It smiled back at me without any sorrow The morning light had filled my room My heart was glad without any gloom I looked at my face And i had began to praise For the day had come My wedding day,the most awaited one I stood there in pure white And my parents looked at me with pride Their daughter, oh so dear Will leave them, in time oh so near The moment was nearing There was no point in fearing Then a sudden phone call Changed the mood the church hall In an accident, groom had died Shattered and heartbroken ,the

When I lived in Kottayam I usually went by bus to work. It takes around thirty minutes to reach my bus stop. This particular day was filled with countless amusing incidents in a span of half an hour. I couldn't stop myself from penning it down.        I was sitting in the window seat when I saw a middle-aged couple pacing in a scooter beside our bus. At first I thought they wanted to overtake and go ahead of our bus. The lady waved hands and screamed for the bus to stop. So I told the conductor to stop the bus. That man stopped the scooter hastily near the bus door and boarded the bus in a hurry along with his wife . He did not realize that he boarded the bus with his "HELMET" still securely seated on his head. He sat in a vacant seat along with his wife. Even after a good solid ten minutes he did not take the helmet down. It was too funny for all of us to see him sitting in the bus comfortably with the helmet still on his head .    The wife noticed many people sta

Today a young man in his late twenties visited the dental clinic Im currently working in along with his mother. After the necessary dental treatment was done for the man I asked if the mother also needed a dental checkup. She said " I like red colour the most out of all colours ". I was confused. I didn't ask about her favorite colour. Then why was she telling me this. After paying the bill when they were about to leave the young man whispered  "My Mother has Alzheimers, that's why she keeps talking about random things, sorry". I didn't know what to say. I just stood there blank. This incident striked me deeply.            After a bit of Research on the internet about the symptoms and signs  I thought about writing a story about an Alzheimer's patient but later decided against it. Since a picture is worth thousand words here are a few cartoons i drew depicting the stages of Alzheimer's. Alzheimer's is a progressive and degenerative disease

Dear Anpu,          Don't say yes when you want to say no. Don't follow the crowd. Elders might scold you but it will make perfect sense as to why they said NO to you for certain things as years pass by . You don't need to look like a celebrity to be beautiful. Just be yourself and the world will love you. Write more. Read more. Start a blog. Don't let  your talents rot. Improve them. Do not give up so fast. You will not find happiness in possessions. Happiness lies in the simple things of life which you are taking for granted. Make memories. Wear those fluorescent colours.   Even when you are stressed don't forget to smile. Remember that 'The rain will always be followed by the rainbow'. When you are worried ask yourself this question "Will this matter ten years from now?". Always Be humble. Don't be naive. Don't trust anyone ( not even your friends) but only trust god. Pray often not only when you want to get something done. With lo

                He bought the best tux available in town. She bought the most expensive gown from the boutique. He arranged for the top rated photographers . She dressed up for their pre-wedding photoshoot. He booked the finest hotel for the reception. She bought costly jewellery to match her outfit. He selected the perfect 'SAVE THE DATE' card for them. Her friends planned a bridal shower for her. He made a trip to Las Vegas with his groomsmen for the bachelor party. He booked a jaguar car to travel from home to church on the wedding day. She swiped her mother's ATM card to pay the event management team their advance money. He printed 2000 biggest and most innovative invitation cards. She  imported rare flowers for the bouquet and the car. He purchased  personalised gifts for the guests. She went to a world famous celebrity makeup artist for her wedding makeup. He selected a ring with the biggest diamond stone. She wanted her side to look the best and he wanted his sid

Are you a social media addict? Are you an internet addict? Are you a slave to your phone? To find out, try answering this quiz and if you answer yes add 1 point each time. At the end of the quiz you will find out which category you fall into. 1.Is checking your phone the first thing you do when you wake up? 2.Are you offline only when you go to sleep at night? 3.Are you restless when you forget your phone at home? 4.Are you sad when you leave your charger at home? 5.Do you comment on others pictures at least once daily? 6.When you and your friends go out to eat. Do you take a picture of the food and post it on WhatsApp or Instagram before you start eating? 7. Can you sit two hours straight online? 8. Do you take your phone to the bathroom? 9. Do you take unlimited selfies when you are dressed up just to change your profile picture? 10. Does your phone turn off at least twice a day due to no charge? 11. Do you carry a power bank with you wherever you go? 12. Do you

SUBMERGED MEMORIES                            Apart from a few patient treatments we killed the days of our internship with a huge amount of chitchatting, sleeping and canteen visits.  The only time our bodies received any sort of exercise was when we walked home from college.  That day also all four of us walked home as usual. We halted at our regular lime juice shop followed by our beautiful Nellai stores where I bought a packet of lays ,elsa bought biscuits, anna drank pepsi and priyatha got herself a recharge card. It was no different from  any other day until we reached our street.  I noticed the tall man who usually never brings about any change in his facial expression looks angry today. I could see bloodshot veins appearing one by one in his bulged out eyes as the four of us walked past him. Further into the street we saw the old grandma who greets us with a smile all the time looking at us from her window. Only difference was that she did