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Who am I ?

I have been labelled as a human, a woman, an Indian, a Hindu, or basically as somebody who has shape and form and has to be identified to put a tag on.

A tag? Is that what I am? A tag?

A readable label which tells my country of origin, my beliefs and non beliefs of a religion. A label which says that I am a human and have to abide by the rules of the society. A disclaimer that warns me of not breaking any “rules”. Rules of what? Rules in where? Rules? Really?

When I see such an uproar, discrimination, hatred and pity in the name of the labels, my heart cries. It cries because it questions Why do I have to be labelled, tagged or live with a warning. My blood is not thinner or thicker than any other. My emotions are not different from any other. My tears are not less saline than anybody else’s. Then how am I labelled. Then why am I labelled. How I am superior to anybody else or for that matter how am I inferior to anybody. I am not talking about humans alone here.

Aren’t we all souls here. A soul which is pure. A soul which doesn’t know any difference than the other. A soul which wanders without bias. A soul who is beyond any gender, religion, race or country.

I am a soul who wants to be free of tags and labels. A soul seeking for peace.

I wonder, can I ever live like a soul?

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Weekly Photo Challenge : Selfie

WordPress weekly challenges are full of fun and creativity. Ah! Creative is funny word. How much can you get creative about yourself when posting selfie for a challenge! Try it for yourself if you are curious…check here.

I tried my hand at this challenge. Check out!

This one is edited.


This one I drew for my Facebook sometime back on Doodle buddy app.


Check out my recent work on my food blog:

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Weekly Photo Challenge : Object / Some of this and Some of that

Another challenge! Actually I am loving these now. The challenge asks for one picture. I am sending few. This time I am writing from my other blog which I normally use for writing….NRIscopic777. My earlier submissions were from simplyvegetarian777. Do check that out, if you get time!

My First 2 clicks : Abstract paintings that I made couple of years ago, using a genuine gold pen on hand made paper. The pattern is adapted from traditional Indian designs of clothing and art.



Another one is that of my Dried Flower Collection that I use as props when clicking my food and plating.


Two last ones are that of some authentic vehicles used in different countries and hung up in an international market for effects.



To know more about the challenge and explore some more amazing shots, click here


Desires, Thousands of them

Some unsaid
Some unheard
Some ignored
Some unseen
Thousands of them
Sit at the corner of my eyes
Waiting to be poured out

I was in the illusion
The desires were of the past
With each year
I learnt to look that is to be seen
I learnt to hear that is to be heard
I learnt to say that is to be said
I learnt to notice that is present

Why then
The desires still sit at the corner of my eyes
Waiting to be poured out
Ready to wander
To jump
To leap
To grasp
To hold

Can I desire now
Am I allowed to wander now
Is it okay to leap and jump
What if it slips from my hold
What if it breaks in my grasp

The mother of dreams
The land of Karma
The meaning of living
The truth of my being here

How do I let it go
Where should I hide it
What need do I have to have them

Can’t it be silent and quiet
Like now
They just knock at my heart
Make a roar
Steal my sleep and peace

Put me back on the vicious venomous circle of “want”

Let me close my eyes
May be the heart will stop listening
Let me turn around
May be I can ignore the thrashings

But they are desires
They will sit at the corner of my eyes
Ready to be poured out

Till I am there
My being is there
The desires are there
Knocking and Thrashing
Bringing me to life
Sometimes throwing me down
Sometimes pulling me up

Thousand of them

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What is it that burns in my eyes

What is it that burns in my eyes

It just sits there
Nagging constantly
I close my eyes to rest
It still stays there
Like a haunt
Shifts from one corner to the other
What is it that burns in my eyes

Is that the sand
From my unfinished journey
Is that the wind
From the colder days
Is that the heat
From the unquenched deserts
What is it that burns in my eyes

Often I think
Perched on my window
The gold of sun will wash it away
The serenity of the breeze will blow it off
The desert will be calm one day
The night will quietly hug it all

But it just stays
Just stays
Just stays

Life, Uncategorized

Right Here, Right Now


Gaze around, the vast lands are lush
The heart is skipping a beat
This Moment and Life
Is right here, right now

Twinkling are the eyes, with dreams of sorts
The night sky is flaunting its fireworks at best
Twining of Stars and Sparkling of the universe
Is right here, right now

Stop! Listen! The songs of eternity
As been passed on through the thins of the nature
Humming of the Birds and Sheerness of the Air
Is right here, right now

Feel those restless ramblings now
Hear those escaping footsteps now
Searing of Me and the heat in You
Is right here, right now

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