MAADHYAM

Love is black and white first in a girl and boy Love is then finding things common Love is then complex trying what was common now different Love is trying to find you in the other Love is finding and understanding the differences Love is not blind It is multidimensional Love is in the air We just have to breath not try and see it Love is natural Love is always a part of our life Love is in our thoughts Love is always there  Love may not be physical Love is beautiful Enjoy it and feel it This peice is dedicated to the common things in man and woman  Yet we are different Happy Valentines day Love is in the air breadth it

Super Blue Blood Moon Photograph is Captured by me Was watching over my kids in the terrace No tripod handheld photograph Since it would be dropped by kids running aroing Had to make sure they are safe Shot the pics and different intervals  And put them together Here is what I got Made me reflect on what moms and women do today What the moon did today?  So many things in one day makes it so spectacular But we as mothers  Do many things at the sametime everyday We need to show love We need to take care of everyone We see what has to be eaten  We cook and clean We make sure our kids are studying going to classes We manage finances Some of us work from an office and  some from hoem We take care of our family, husband and in-laws and our parents We try to be patient and maintain our balance  Yet we may loose it at times We have phased the good and bad days Today lets celebrate  The power of Multitask...

Fasting for them Nice to see all women decked up fast and pray for long lives of their husbands But when will men deck up and fast for us Is there an occasion for that too We pray that our husbands live long lives Why should not a wife live long? You may think I'm feminist but I'm not But logic is what I use Years before men were the only family bread earners But now we have a double incomes Where sometimes the women earn more than the man Do we really need to do this act It's a nice occasion where all meet Check which diamond necklace is better Which saree is branded There are men who might think why just meet Let's not just have occasions once a year Be the woman he wants all the time Another question I ask today When a husband dies A women stops to wear sindoor, the mangalsutra, bangles, colourful clothes To symbolize she was married now a widow What about men? When a wife dies how do we know the man is a widow? The symbol of the lamp If i...

Grandma's last journey She lay on the bed with sheets on her to cover from cold  She didn’t move or respond to all of us around I walked in to say Hello! And wish she could be like the way she was before  She spoke no words when I asked how do you do?  She moved her eyes to say ‘I happy to see you her today’  The silence in her voice said is all  She lay there cold and old I still remember the masala shell fish she served each time we met  But! this time it’s over  Trying to speak with her eyes and not words  What words do we say to someone you know may not be their no more  What words of comfort do you give to those who are near and dear and you know they are loosing someone close  I wish the old days were back Where we’d all be smiling and having a laugh  I remember the smell of fish curry she made with sliced salted mangos and flaky rice to fill our plates  She served with love and care but today she just lay there looking c...

She is joy and she is pain She helps you meet and makes you part She brings a smile on your face and a tear to the eye She plays with our lives A game that we do not know how to play She hurts the soul and heals it too But waits for no one She is a constant change and we all live with her moments Moments frozen in time And tucked somewhere in our subconscious mind A moment captured for life A place we can always go back to She is a change everyone fears For the uncertainty of what the next second brings She makes you strong and when times are bad She heals your heart When it is torn into a million pieces She teaches you to walk like a baby with care Even when you have had your share of falls She builds your image and gives you a name for being by her side She gives you choices to make One to follow your heart or your mind Life has her by your side no matter what She makes you cry and weep And then makes you smile and scream with joy She will betray you sometimes Then you curse her ...