My Sunset Song - A Bangalorean Evening

 The Setting

 Colour me orange

Fade off

A day's end

My Widgets Love

My blogging journey has brought out the kid in the candy store/toy store in me....the reason : my fascination for widgets/gadgets.

I keep adding, modifying and discarding them right and left...Sadly this spree also has heartbreak moments ...

Like saying adios to Darth Vader and Aristotle quotes as they slowed down my page.... so much so that even I had to spend many blank, anxious moments before my page loaded...giving up Sudoku was hard for an game addict like me but I spent more time on solving it than typing useful (??? who am I kidding) words...

But some stayed on like old friends who never quite exit from our lives....some ego boosting that show how much we are liked...some that tell the world that happens to peep in, what we believe in....

All in all they make up our blog as much as personal input does...

Its takes just a jiffy to admire those creative souls who make the job of presenting an aesthetically pleasing blog into " the blog art for dummies" .

And me...I am off to add a bookshelf to my story blog...... ;D

# 18 Random Musings For The Day

Aung Sang Suu Kyi finally won her freedom from dictators...
will our democracy ever win its freedom from 
corruption, casteist wars, stolen childhood/women hood and terrorism???...

The Young Teacher

                                                           

What is it about kids that makes us multifaceted and multitasking...recently I have become a horse, a dog, an elephant, Nemo even Sher khan (jungle book)  with sword fighting (read cricket bats) skills..
I have turned composer, on the spot story teller, walking talking dictionary...one swear word like shit and hell breaks loose...wonder if anyone knows the joys of being reprimanded by a 3 year old....
All in all , sometimes I feel I am back in school and at times like a 3 year old myself with fancy tricks up my sleeve....

Kind Souls

I journeyed forth,

ploughing through words...

Never contemplating,

but paused here and there,

wondering If I dared  

to bare the chaos 

that is my mind.

Kind souls won't let me flounder,

keep me afloat...

through the tides of convenience.

Make it meaningful...

Every fork end of tales I reach

These roads and forks traversed,

alone I started 

but not any more...

Kind souls won't let me flounder,

keep me afloat...

through the tides of convenience.

Make it meaningful...

(To all those who have been with me as my walk progresses....)