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Tuesday, December 22, 2015


PC: Massmedia
X-men happens to be one of my favorite series. Whenever I see this movie I wish I had genetic mutated powers too.
If ever I would get powers I want the combined powers.

Wolverine's healing power + Jean Grey's telepathic powers + Raven's shape shifting powers (without being blue) = Me 

How's that

This post is written for ABCW-X

Monday, December 21, 2015

Mag: Last kiss

Dear Long Gone Boy,

Our last kiss was more nervous and memorable than our first.
It keeps replaying in my mind again and again.

Hope you remember that small pixie like girl whom you left alone in the middle of the road

This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 299

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

ABCW & Mag: The Woman in Me

PC: Ed Ross
I write this post to a person whom I see & love everyday
The person who looks just like me. The person who is more than my best friend.
She is the face that my mirror shows me

You are the essence
You are strength
You are the child
You are the mother
You are the woman I see

You are a hot flame
You are chilled beer
You are sweet chocolate cake
You are spicy chili
You are the woman I see

You are unique
You are the power
You are the lover
You are the sister
You are the woman I see

You are the love
You are the hate
You are the anguish
You are peace
You are the woman I see

You are smile
You are tear
You are care
You are lull
You are the woman I see

You are style
You are pride
You are the kernel
You are charm
You are the woman I see

What I see now is a winner..What is see now is the best..What I see now is ME

This post is written for ABCW - W
This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 301

Monday, December 14, 2015

Mag: Granny's Park

Every family holiday, I remember going to my grandmother's house.
It had a beautiful park in her backyard and Granny insisted every year that we take a picture in that park.
And every year like every damn year I get the worst pose, worst position in the picture.
Where I am in this picture? I am the one hanging in the front with a most stupid expression.

Years later, when I see this picture, I am smiling at myself. Printed pictures are loaded with memories, much better than cellphone pictures.

Happy Holidays! Miss you Granny

This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 298

Wednesday, December 9, 2015

3WW: His Kill

The death bell resonating with a shrill
That placid looking man was out for his kill
The obituary of his victim shall read
Killed because of drugs and weed

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday - Resonate, placid, Obituary

Monday, December 7, 2015

Mag: From under the bridge

photo: Tess Kincaid
Standing from under this snow clad bridge
Every year passes by, with lit up trees & carolers singing
I see beautiful people strolling
I smell yum food from here

I see toys lined up in stores,
How I wish just one of those not more

In rags I sit, huddles under
Away from the cold, for some warmth

Oh Lord! I not ask for more
I just ask for warmth, I just ask for love

This Christmas give a blanket, or a cake or food to the homeless, you never know how much would they have longed for it

This post is written for Magpie Tales - Mag 297

Friday, December 4, 2015

FF: I too need care

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
For centuries it sat there. It has seen wars, births and cities growing around it

It has seen kids,  become beautiful men & women
It has seen murders & lovers

It has seen sun, storm chilly winters & rain

Abandoned & alone, with million stories in it
In darkness, lies enlightenment

For the one, who is willing to show it some care it deserves

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

#MondayMusings & #GivingTuesday Balloon

I shifted to Bangalore recently and as far as possible I make it a point to walk around my "traffic laden congested" area to know it more actually to check more eateries around.
So, every day I see this kid wearing raggy old T shirt & dirty dusty pants, sitting in the corner on the road and longing looking at the balloon vendor standing in the opposite of the street.

So, yesterday, I went up to the kid & asked him in Hindi if he wants the balloon, well I do not know Kannada,he didn't know English but we communicated well.

I took him to the balloon guy, and the kid chose a shiny blue aeroplane balloon.
trust me, the glow on his face & that wide smile on him was so satisfying to see, no retail therapy or hog-therapy would have given me peace & satisfaction at the same time.
I was grinning all the way home after this.

This post is writen for Write Tribe- #MondayMusings & #givingTuesday

TT & ABCW: Universe

The word "Universe" only makes me think of One thing, the book, "The Secret"

"If you really think something in your mind, the whole universe conspires to get that thing done for you"

Pic Courtesy: Google Images
Also, this prompt really stuck something inside me, it made me realize, that I, You, We, Us, everyone here are the children of the universe, just the trees and the animals, birds, fishes.

Universe doesn't see pretty or ugly.
It doesn't see old or young.
It doesn't see human or animal.

For the Universe, everyone is a thought, the gazillion thoughts that go to it everyday.
It promises its kids to fulfill it one by one, maybe not immediately but soon.
It promises, its children that it will give them not what they desire, but what they deserve, that might me much more than when we have actually desired for.

That was what Universe meant to me

This post is written for Theme Thursday - Universe, ABCW - Universe