tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179008062024-02-18T21:01:04.691-08:00moonlit rainbowsYou don't have to believe it, just because it is true!moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-46708090358160839022022-08-18T11:35:00.001-07:002022-08-18T11:35:42.555-07:00forgivingMaybe that's what it's all about<div>Giving in for some one you love...</div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-26648275552254796282022-07-01T11:04:00.001-07:002022-07-01T11:04:17.288-07:00teach meWhat would I not give to have a child's heart<div>That carries not the morning's slight into the night</div><div><br></div><div>What would I not give to have the child's trust</div><div>That allow it to jump into our hands on our call</div><div>Without a moment's hesitation of a fall</div><div><br></div><div>Knowing yet that in a few years the strength of youth will be a bygone memory</div><div>And memories will be all that I might treasure</div><div>Is it vanity that one should.try to impart the best of themselves to the child</div><div>Nothing can be taught unless we become the learners from whom we seek to teach.</div><div>In the child lies the teacher, though they don't even try.</div><div><br></div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-29050344335919972892022-05-24T00:58:00.001-07:002022-05-24T00:58:57.886-07:00there is only one problemPhoto me<div>I magiced it</div><div>My life is sunshined because of my daughter</div><div><br></div><div>When you throw grammar out,</div><div>You get emotions</div><div>When you throw words out</div><div>You feel the beauty</div><div>Language is such a problem...</div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-63558986777900966502022-04-30T09:27:00.001-07:002022-04-30T09:27:00.486-07:00grade 1When 10 x 10 = 100 with an exclamation mark!!!moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-23410855007944384662022-03-03T09:34:00.001-08:002022-03-03T09:34:26.914-08:00the allure of cause and effectTo think<div>To do</div><div>To expect a result for contemplated action</div><div><br></div><div>Why can't we simply relish the blossoming of a flower or the vast sky or the perfect drop of water or the biting pangs of hunger? </div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-68490421091627439012021-10-07T11:51:00.001-07:002021-11-01T11:31:56.126-07:00an unequal equationA prayer that she should die before he did...<div>A belief that all those who died before their venerable spouses did were blessed and would bless all the woman for a similar fate. </div><div><br></div><div>She wondered what the menfolk would do as an equivalent. </div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-71985531807639420832021-06-16T09:37:00.000-07:002021-07-06T10:10:48.876-07:00HomeIt was a dead house. It had not.heard the lusty cry of a hungry infant or a girlish giggle or an excited discovery of an insect for nearly four decades. It's inmates had moved - due to work, by way of marriage or simply died. And the house died a slow death - cobwebbed musty inevitable death that comes with old age, no new paint, no occassion to paint, no reason to celebrate - just old age pain of cracking pipes, peeling paint and Insect and reptiles proliferating where bovines had stood - ready to be milked by the numerous servants. The tiles on the toilet had started to come apart. The pathway was overgrown with weeds. Peepal and banyan tree saplings had started to sprout in the crevices claiming their rightful earth back. Arthritic windows with catracted stained glass panes and creaking doors with long forgotten locks and a bunch of menacing looking keys lay rusting in a key box waiting for someone to clean them up and use them. <div><br></div><div>The memories lay in forgotten trunk boxes stacked in forgotten rooms with forgotten keys- Boxes of ancient initialled silver and even more ancient aluminum wares gifted across generations when the women married into the family. Boxes of documents and boxes of photographs; boxes of horoscopes and boxes of jewellery, boxes of craft work and boxes of gift boxes which had accumulated in the long ago time when happy occasions were celebrated in the house itself. </div><div><br></div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-64538736342525590152021-02-23T01:59:00.001-08:002021-02-23T09:04:37.224-08:00cheers!There is a special place,<div>Where you are given all the tear drops </div><div>That you caused to be shed</div><div>To quench your thirst. </div><div>As each drop goes down your throat,</div><div>You drown in the emotion contained in it. </div><div>Happy drinking.</div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-2837480164218706792021-01-28T09:34:00.001-08:002021-01-28T09:34:41.533-08:00வேண்டுதல்கொடுக்கும் கை வேண்டும்<div>நான் என்ற அகந்தை இலா மனம் வேண்டும்</div><div>பிறப்பிலும் இறப்பிலும் சம நிலை வேண்டும்</div><div>இருந்த போதும், போதும் என்ற எண்ணம் வேண்டும்</div><div>கடையில், இவை வேண்டும் என்ற வெண்டல் இலா நிலை வேண்டும். </div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-28819145891445797392021-01-15T23:40:00.001-08:002021-01-15T23:40:34.835-08:00true callerThey were back after the break. She called for the bottled water. It had been a couple of months. She was surprised when he answered with her name, when she gave the delivery address. He said he could never forget her name. Same as his sister's. moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-42943886603759364432020-11-28T23:38:00.001-08:002020-11-28T23:38:31.307-08:00a disconnectHe yelled. She got disconnected. <div>She spoke out. They got disconnected.</div><div>She sought help. They disconnected. </div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-63418308595017273082020-08-22T10:39:00.001-07:002020-08-22T10:39:38.106-07:00movies listFunny - how we relate every thing to our parents. My father loved movies - English, hindi, tamil, French and sometimes even Italian and japanese movies, though he couldn't understand a word of it. I never for a moment thought that he had no clue what was actually going on in the movie, because he would narrate he entire story based on his own storyline that went off in his head! <div><br></div><div>He used to write down lists of his favorite movies and songs and books, so that we could see it sometime. If any of these oldien goldies came.on the tv / got screened anywhere, he would make it a point to take us and show it. We saw born free in woodlands on a Sunday afternoon. I think there were only the four of us in the entire upper storey! </div><div><br></div><div>So, during the quarantine, I thought of introducing the kids to movies. And list them as suitable for their age, when I am at it.</div><div>Benjy - very good for 5 year old kids. They loved it. </div><div>Sound of music - a bit difficult to explain why the police are bad.</div><div>Dunston checks in- they loved it, though it added on to my son's monkey behaviour a bit. </div><div>Chitti chitti bang bang - awesome classic. </div><div>Hatari - they really liked the animals, though it has a lot of smoking in it. </div><div>How to train your dragon - 1 & 2 - good movies</div><div>Jumanji - a bit scary for 5 year olds, but doable. </div><div>Moana - my daughter started to cry and couldn't see it through, as she didn't like the dad's disapproval in the movie. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-24036148049428478112020-04-30T10:41:00.001-07:002020-04-30T10:41:33.618-07:00And we started buying.news papers again...To make kites and pin wheels<div>And to sketch and make collages</div><div>To make papier mache</div><div>To pack fruits and legumes</div><div>To wipe up little messes</div><div>To lay on the floor before a haircut</div><div>To use as a stencil for painting sunsets</div><div><br></div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-88886976579080811142020-03-29T10:42:00.001-07:002020-03-29T10:42:36.322-07:00on a viral nightHe worked on the cloud<div>She gazed at the stars</div><div>Romance set in</div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-33492284134203235212020-01-22T01:25:00.001-08:002020-01-22T01:25:08.170-08:00no longer my babyAs the days pass,<div>The pants grow shorter</div><div>They no longer want to be fed or bathed</div><div>They have their own friends and lives</div><div>They talk about things that i am not a part of</div><div><br></div><div>And i suddenly miss my babies. </div><div><br></div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-80581993309750341822019-12-15T09:29:00.001-08:002019-12-15T09:29:25.265-08:00scaryAm so happy to have a John Smith kind of a name. You could Google, search on Facebook, search on Twitter, linked in and in n number of sites and find that there are 100s of "me"s around. And if you ever knew me, well - you have known me forever. <div><br></div><div><br></div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-8612254031533143832019-12-06T03:23:00.001-08:002019-12-06T03:23:31.042-08:00middle agesWhen a normal week means<div>No rushing to the hospital</div><div>No emergency calls from the school</div><div>And all household help is present.</div><div><br></div><div>The small pleasures of normalcy...</div>moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-9570407637995791492019-03-29T10:28:00.001-07:002019-03-29T10:37:30.644-07:00Mother<p dir="ltr">Take me gently - like a delicate flower<br>
Take me even as the breeze lifts the creeper<br>
Take me with no pain<br>
Take me, so that I shall never again<br>
Wonder if I am going or coming back</p>
<p dir="ltr">Take me to my mother<br>
To my father and <br>
to all those I hold dear<br>
Take me with no fear</p>
<p dir="ltr">Take me so that I may<br>
See the light at the end of my day<br>
Take me,<br>
Take me far away</p>
<p dir="ltr">Take me with a smile on my lips<br>
And fond memories<br>
Take me<br>
Take me away...</p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-71479790673284399322019-03-23T09:53:00.001-07:002019-03-24T11:06:03.989-07:00Mother of a son<p dir="ltr">I never thought it would be something so special. The pride of seeing your son discover something and sharing his excitement with such awestruck, wondrous eyes. He makes me wonder all the time who is teaching whom, what. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Even as i try teaching him to eat with a sense of decorum and a sense of time, he is teaching me patience. When I am teaching him about insects and gardening, he teaches me excitement at seeing caterpillars curl up and snails shrinking into their shells. He teaches me happiness when he catches a ball, letting go and yelling ooooohhhh when he wants to do a together "wolf maadiri kathuhu"  going on the scooter, sensitivity - when he becomes silent on perceived injustices and I have to explain my actions to him.</p>
<p dir="ltr">My child - my teacher. My son. My wonder. My very own. </p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-39370206940338623332018-09-01T04:01:00.001-07:002018-09-01T04:03:49.860-07:00Letting go<p dir="ltr">After 30 years, she finally decided to let go of the handles and felt herself fly on the cycle☺️. Life still had a few unanticipated smiles, after all.</p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-81174337546388209522018-08-13T23:03:00.001-07:002018-08-13T23:13:45.907-07:00Finality<p dir="ltr">When death is no longer sacred, or secretive. <br>
When it's details are made into a formula<br>
And the act itself reversible.<br>
Like a chemical reaction...</p>
<p dir="ltr">Weariness </p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-12820963751336728412018-08-08T01:59:00.001-07:002018-08-08T11:32:08.222-07:00If death could recur<p dir="ltr">The roads were a pleasure to drive.</p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-46684854831988960362018-07-21T11:08:00.001-07:002018-07-21T11:09:31.937-07:00When a shoulder is missing<p dir="ltr">If I cry out to you, tell me that you will come back in his dreams and let him know you are there forever for me. </p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-44732280191859832792018-06-19T11:08:00.001-07:002018-06-19T11:08:01.035-07:00Signs of life<p dir="ltr">Clothes hanging out from balconies...</p>
moonlit rainbowshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13090786768695277886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17900806.post-1949477368837085422018-06-04T11:51:00.001-07:002018-06-04T11:51:48.998-07:00Not funny, J. <p dir="ltr">Mister - it is not funny to be across the globe and change your phone, social handle, address and become incommunicado out of the blue. There are people who think and worry about you. kindly call on seeing. </p>
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