60 seconds of sisterhood

At the busy BKC-CST Road signal, when I was sulking over how each day traffic multiplies
I caught gazing at me from the adjacent Auto, a pair of eyes.

This was no eveteaser, the gaze didn't have an uncomfortable feel,
This was a pair of beautiful Kohled eyes, gazing at me from behind a veil.

Perhaps my blue sleeveless blouse and green saree caught her attention,
The narrowing corners of her eyes hinted at a complimenting smile and I smiled in reciprocation.

A mixed bag of emotions behind those eyes could be seen.
Sadly, the sisterhood lasted 60 seconds and the signal went green.

Just then, her gaze signalled me to look down,
The sight would have surely made her mother frown!

She pulled up her Burqa for a moment & I spotted chic red pencil heels,
But the trendy pair of jeans covering her calfs was the real fashion steal!

My curious look turned into a look of awe at once.
I smiled at her, signalling "Ja Simran, Jee le Apni Zindagi" coz you only live once!

(Inspired by a true incident)

Sometimes, it takes Blue to beat away the blues...

Sometimes, it takes Blue to beat away the blues!
Well, that's exactly how I like to describe today's Saree story...

All set to flaunt this Blue silk to work, as I left home,
The water filled pits outside my society gave me a welcome

They were in a mood for a splash
But I didn't want my plans to crash

Managing the bags, umbrella, pallu and holding the pleats a little above the land,
OMG! I felt like Goddess Durga, albeit with two hands!

I feared the Saree would crush
But the love for my saree asked me to hush

By the time I reached office, the rains decided to take a break
I had made it. Positivity and belief is all it takes

Basking in the downpour of compliments, I was elated to see many more in blue,
The blue did beat away the Blues, yes it's true!

#100sareepact #silk #sareelove #navratri #blue #yummymummy #momlife 

M: More is less: A to Z Challenge

The more we have, the less it seems
We run to chase the impossible dreams

What if less was better than more
Would we still run the rat race to achieve new high score?

Written for A to Z Challenge

The Ugly Truth

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I looked at her she looked at me

She looked like a reflection of me

A reflection I detested for its existence

It was hard to cope with my heart’s resistance

She gave me a friendly smile
I had been ignoring her all this while

Thoughts of killing the common link came to me
But it was too late now, the result I could see

Last night could not be reversed

Why did I do it? My sorry self, I cursed

What was mine was no longer just mine.

Non stop sulking inside, I could no longer be fine

This was a face off, my heartbeat increased.

What if someone saw us together? The thought made me freeze

I got up to walk away, to bury the ghost of a wrong decision in the past.

Wanted to end the embarrassment fast.

Her look said the hatred was mutual, we finally came close 

She gave me a scan as if hating my existence, I just froze

She smiled and said "Same day! Same dress!"

"Ya, fashionista sale last night!" I said. My face got pink!

We women leave no opportunity to catch a good sale. We want to get the best bargain and at the same time, want to own the stuff no one else owns. What happens when we bump into someone equally intelligent, wearing the same outfit? This poem was written during the coffee break when I bumped into a girl who was equally embarrassed since we wore the same Kurtis and looked like twins!

Do you have a similar experience to share? Comments are welcome!

Conversations with clouds

Beneath the lovely blue sky,
Its their space to rule and fly,

Wandering layers of white I see,
Making faces when they look at me

Are they friends up above,
On these white rafts enjoying their flight?
I jump but fall back despite all my might,

Childhood stories said they transport people up there,
Oh I too wanna experience their love n care!

I wonder what it would b like to meet them,
Would they b layers of satin, or velvet when I touch them!

Wanting to go a step above I try going to hills,
Maybe I can jump there, touch them and take my fill

Up above they do meet,
Before I can jump they embrace me and greet

Much beyond satin or silk they are my friends in the sky,
We meet after long n I feel droplets in their tears of joy!

No faces no shapes they take me to the land of fun
With clouds with me in the hills i know what is heaven!