Saturday, June 30, 2012

Dew drops of the dawn.

Sings old nightingale
Ancient myth shines through darkness
Truth in melody
Bosom of the loved
True feelings rush to form tears
Smiles hidden beneath
Dew drops of the dawn
Crystal lumps of happiness
Truly shapes your day

Here is my attempt to be more true to the Haiku rules as suggested by LEO. I appreciate his effort in helping us truly understand the concept behind this beautiful form of poetry. The three set of haiku today are not a chain, but only related through the concept of 'TRUE'. Expecting your true feedbacks. That will be much appreciated! :)

This Haiku is written for the Haiku Heights. The prompt for the week is 'TRUE'.


Longing luscious hair
Dreaming the beautiful life
Make peace with the Dove
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Friday, June 29, 2012

How Dove nourished my Soul...!

The mirror stared back at me as usual, with my rough, non-shiny, tangled hair. As long as i wasn't countered by my mirror, i had the liberty to imagine myself with the best hair anybody could ever dream to possess. I could stand out on my balcony with the wind hitting my face and blowing my hair, and imagine myself to be looking like the super shiny girls from the ads on TV. Then i go in front of the mirror, and BAM!!!!! Dreams shattered... how i wish the mirror cracked instead. Sigh!

It was late and i had an early meeting to wake up to. So deciding to hit the sack, i took one last, long look at my tangled self and curled inside my cozy sheets. I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow. 

There was light at the other end of the sea. Too bright for my eyes. What was happening?! Didn't i just go to sleep? Then how can the sun be rising. Or had i slept on and not realized, but then why do i still feel so much exhaustion?! Wait a minute, did i just say SEA? I'm not in my room... OMG! Am i kidnapped? By whom? My parents aren't rich. Why would someone take me.. It can't be. I wasn't tied up either! What on earth is happening...

I stood up and started exploring. I had to find my way back home. I had only walked a few steps, when a bird came flying down to me. A white Dove with a little package attached to it's legs. I carefully, lovingly untied the package and went to a nearby tree. I sat under it and began unpacking, while the dove perched itself on my shoulder ever so delicately. It seemed to be analyzing my hair. Strange! I wondered, but brought my attention back to the package. Inside, i found a bubble blower. What was i supposed to do with it. I took it in my hand and looked into it for details. But when i looked through the circle, i could see a totally different world.

A beautiful perfect world it showed me. I was taken aback. The dove kept poking me as if it wanted to say something to me. And then i turned to the bubble blower and just blowed through it. Bubbles in the shape of doves filled my sight. All colors, all shades. It was a sight to behold. The dove on my back had disappeared. I looked around, not knowing what to do, i pricked a bubble, and BAM! I got into it.. i entered the beautiful world i had just seen through the circle. And there came the dove flying back to me. Such a pretty sight it was to behold!

I walked on till i came across the calm part of the sea enclosed with rocks to an extent that there was hardly any movement there. I looked into the water to find my reflection staring back at me. I was totally taken aback at what i saw. My hair was perfectly healthy and untangled. The locks falling on my face fluttered softly singing to the music of the breeze.

I was so happy i felt i could fly. I ran along the seashore so happily with the bird flying right above my head as if it could sense my joy! As i ran with my eyes in the sky, i failed to notice the little shell lying in front of me. I stumbled over it, which brought my flying mind back to ground. The shell now open, contained a pretty white pearl. It was so beautiful and elegant. I carefully picked it up and placed the pearl on my palm. 

As if it was a sign, the dove picked up a shell lying below and brought it to my ears. I pressed my ear to it and i couldn't believe it yet again! I could hear the sound of the waves. It sounded like muffled voices, voices that made sense to me. It was no language, but it somehow made sense! 

The voice explained to me that this was just a dream.. It told me how i would wake up happily.. It told me the intention of this dream was to make me smile.. it was to make me feel beautiful.. it was to restore my self esteem.. all of which was lost just because of my inability to maintain good quality of my hair.The voice told me that there was a persistent hidden clue present throughout my dream, and that if i could spot it when i woke up, i would forever be blessed with the hair i always dreamed of, provided i took proper care of my diet, my daily habits, the information of which would be readily available if i spotted the clue.

That said, the voices stopped leaving behind just the sound of the musical waves. I looked around, the world was such a beautiful place to be with the right mental attitude. I had forgotten how easy it was to enjoy life with the worries. Lost in my thoughts, i sat down looking at the horizon, when the dove which was perched on my shoulder throughout, suddenly hopped down to my legs. It laid down some leaves. I knew what it meant. The bird was teaching me to make peace with what life has given me. I knew i can make efforts to get what i don't have, but at the end of the day, being at peace is the only way of enjoying what we have already achieved!

And then with a final look at me, the dove flew away. The sun was setting. When the last ray of light disappeared, i was wide awake! I was back to reality. I was back on my bed, i bolted out to the mirror to see my same old tangled self. But this time, i didn't frown back cos i knew what i had to do. I had figured out what the clue was the moment i was awake. The persistent clue was the DOVE. I knew exactly what my subconscious was trying to tell me. I had recently gone through the brochures of the DOVE HAIR-CARE PRODUCTS. 

The wide range of products that they have covers all kind of hair types. They had a Dove Hair - Aware App which had told me exactly what solutions were best for my hair problems. I knew i had to lay my hands on my solution as soon as possible.

And that is exactly what i did... and that was the end of my hair problems! It's amazing how a little aspect such as nourishing our hair can nourish our soul. How a little effort and a little help can make us feel beautiful both from the inside and out. As i always say Miracles do happen. So why not this?! Cheers to all the beautiful women out there! Who knows tonight the peaceful Dove might visit you in your dreams! With a Haiku, i take your leave saying Tathastu.

Longing luscious hair
Dreaming the beautiful life
Make peace with the Dove 

P.S. This post is my entry for the '...and that was the end of my hair problems!' contest sponsored by Dove and hosted by Indiblogger. If you like my post, you can vote for me here.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

JAI MATA DI - The Vaishno Devi Yatra

Zor se bolo… Jai Mata Di… Saare bolo… Jai Mata Di… With these joyous,energetic cries to the Goddess, we began our trek to Maa Vaishno Devi’s Bhawan. Having lodged in a decent hotel in Katra, the shrine was about 18kms from our place of stay. The weather wasn’t cool at all. We spent some time trying to choose our mode of transport for the uphill climb.......................

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JAI MATA DI – The Vaishno Devi Yatra 

Cold wings of fire!

Love can make you burn
Flames engulf the shining pearl
Ignorance not bliss?

Breaking broken heart 
Cold wings wrapped around the burn
Why still feel the heat?

Left what was behind
Gathering lost confidence
Trust the crystal ball? 

This Haiku is written for the SHW and the OSI. The prompts are 'CONFIDENCE' and 'CRYSTAL' respectively.

Monday, June 25, 2012

The black fist of fury!

Black fist of fury
With every rise of evil
Fear the judgement time

Bad bags support quick
Crystal clear ideas melt
Leave even quicker

Every time evil rises, there is a final D-day when the judgement is passed by what we call Karma. I think we should fear that day when we feel happy by achieving something the wrong way. History is proof, bad always gets support of people like moths to the flame. But when the flame goes out, the moths fly away in search of another one. We retain only what we have gained by doing good, never the one by doing wrong.. intentionally or otherwise!

This Haiku is written for the picture prompt provided by the MAG and the word prompts provided by the Haiku Heights (SUPPORT) and the OSI (CRYSTAL).

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Quest of the unknown.


 Quest of the unknown
Unfulfilled without support
Deeper pit to dig

Stretch my horizon
Helping minds make healthy hearts
Love's abundant forms

Start from single scratch
Flag hoisted after struggle
Journey is cherished

I just returned after an amazing experience from a week long trip to Jammu & Kashmir. So i apologize for not having been able to drop by your posts the past week. It has been a trip that let me do what i do the best. Think! And i should tell you, thinking in a beautiful, serene place brings in beautiful thoughts. I dedicate this Haiku to all the people who supported me since i started this blog. I would never have had the courage to go on if not for all of you. Your valuable inputs and love has helped me in my quest.

This Haiku is written for the Haiku Heights. The prompt for this week is 'SUPPORT'.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Wisdom seldom gained with ease.

Tiny tot books flaunt
Nursery teachers imbibe
Gradually moulds

Grows with passing time
Strengthens with good company
Parents strive to end

Inspite of preachings
Wisdom seldom gained with ease
Inner voice, the Guru!

Wisdom is something nobody can forcefully imbibe into us. Grows with time, experience and from mistakes. Good company and a knowledgeable guide helps, but inner voice, the main Guru!

This Haiku is written for The Haiku Heights. The prompt for this week is 'WISDOM'.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Count His Myriad Blessings.

Plunge into darkness
Count His myriad blessings
Fear takes backseat

Choice of expression
Particulars spoil the race
Freestyle to glory

Sometimes when things look dark, we need to take a leap of faith. We need to trust something/somebody and pray that everything will be ok. With His blessings, with the confidence, all the hurdles of the race will be surpassed. There is no particular way to follow, to take you outta darkness. Choose the one that 'You' believe will take 'You' through it. Cos if 'You' don't believe in yourself, your decisions... then no one will, not even Him.

This Haiku is written for Sensational Haiku Wednesday. The prompt is 'FREESTYLE'.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Does the universe whisper to you?

Wanting common man
Labyrinth of ideas
Pray for fulfillment

Universe speaks soft
Whispers to ordinary
Conspires future

People wish and want a lot of things from life. We have so many ideas that sometimes we find ourselves lost in finding a way to execute them. And when we do, we work hard and pray God to help us fulfill our dreams and desires. What we don't notice is that everytime we pray, everytime we wish, and work towards it with perseverance and a true heart, the universe helps, conspires to turn something from ordinary to something totally out of the world! 

So believe and be ready to listen when the universe decides to whisper to you ...!

This Haiku is written for -

Haiku Heights - 'ORDINARY'

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Old pages invite prying eyes.


Old rustling pages
Blowing off dust gathered since
Cry for attention

Washed by boredom
Patience, a thing of the past
Wanting some action

Hidden answers scream
Purpose needs to be achieved
Invite prying eyes

Be an old forgotten dusty page for a moment, wouldn't you wish someone read you too ???! Company is always a welcome. As time passes, and people get lonely, they begin trusting people too soon, just to have a companion. They confide too soon, open themselves up. Some get lucky, while others... well, there are a lot of cheating cheapsticks ready to take advantage. Be careful before you reveal your hidden side!

This Haiku is written for the picture prompt provided by The MAG and for The OSI whose prompt for the week is 'WANTING'.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Painting heart with hope.


Shooting star whizz past
Lil kid folds hands in prayer
Heart painted with hope

Expecting magic
Lil more than ordinary
Spices bored routine

Happy wishful thinking
Momentary eye-sparkles 
Living made easy

There are realists who do not believe in magic or miracles. But once in a while, when we expect something out of the ordinary, something magical, our heart is filled with a renewed hope. Wishful thinking is called 'wishful' for a reason. There is no guaranty of it coming true. But when we wish, we believe, and with belief, we work hard towards it, and if everything goes right, it just as well comes true! So why not indulge in something so abstract that has the capability of inspiring us, spicing up the otherwise stereotypical bored life?!

So look out of your window into the night sky... you might just spot a star waiting to fall just for you! Happy wishful thinking! :)

This haiku is written for The Haiku Heights. The prompt for this week is 'ORDINARY'.

You can take us out of Manipal, but not Manipal out of us!

The clock ticked into the dreaded day of departure. My eyes wide open lying on the bed for the last sleep in the room that I had grown so fond of over the year. But would it be my actual last sleep in here? I found out the answer to this question pretty soon when the tired eyes refused to catch some winks. I decided then that I would live the remaining moments in Manipal by staying awake.Looking around my side of the room, i could see all my packed bags, ready to be wheeled out. But was i ready to actually do that, I asked myself! No… I had one little suitcase right next to me with just a few clothes in it. Everything was packed except that one. Why so, you ask?


to know the emotions most people go through when it comes to sayin goodbye to a place, to a person. Living the 'Leaving' day again is harder than i imagined!

You can never get enough outta this place, Manipal. As they say, you can take us out of Manipal, but not Manipal out of us!

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Kreativ Blogger Award :-)

I was in for yet another surprise when Sreeja who blogs at 'Writing on just to write...' left me a comment leading me to the Kreativ Blogger Award she awarded me with. Thank you so much buddy for this honour. :-)

I'm amazed as to how each of these lil gestures makes my heart jump each and everytime. A lil recognition, a lil love, a lil appreciation makes my day. Sreeja believes Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. And i totally agree with it. This is the magic that has brought us all fellow bloggers together!

The rules of accepting this award are as follows:

1. Thank the blogger who nominated you!

2. Share ten little known things about yourself.

3. Nominate six other bloggers for the award and inform them of their win... Fun!

Ten little known things about me -


  1.     I hate sweets, chocolates and ice creams.
  2.     I love orange ice-candy.
  3.     I'm allergic to mushrooms though i love drawing them.
  4.     I love watching rain more than getting wet.
  5.     I can stay up all night and still wake up early.
  6.     I believe this moment on people should stop having their own kids and adopt instead.
  7.     I love colors, and so i love rainbows.
  8.     I'm fascinated by bright colors, but prefer using earthy ones.
  9.     I believe in The Secret.
  10.     I believe in Karma.

I need to pass this on to six people and this is and always will be my most difficult part. I have come across such wonderful bloggers that choosing only six doesn't seem fair to me. Just as a formality i am listing out six. But i would wish to dedicate this to all the bloggers i know.

Spread the joy guys! Cheers! :-)

Flavors of experience.


Bittersweet moments
Flavors of experience
Recipe of life

Tired eyes still sharp
Fickle past to strong present
Locked by aging bones

Tasting fruits of past
Counting all blessings received
Hungry happiness

They say, 'As you sow, so shall you reap'. Everyone wishes for a happy peaceful old age. It depends on us how we make it. If we collect good blessings on our journey, we'll sit back someday and count them with content. Else, we'll be left at the hands of age, hungry for happiness!

This Haiku is written for the picture prompt provided by The MAG. Also written for The OSI and The Haiku Heights. The prompts for this week are 'FICKLE' and 'LOCK' respectively.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Fickle mind - The erratic culprit!

 Fickle minded folks
Locked in own uncertainty
Bunch of keys invite

They find routes to fled
Escape always possible
Erratic culprit

Indecisive mind
Running around in circles
What is the way out?


There are times when we wonder how other people know exactly what and how to do. We often find ourselves in a spot when it comes to deciding things. May it be important life decisions or something as simple as choosing an ice cream flavor. Fickle mindedness is one of the biggest problems some of us face. It's not that we cannot find solutions, we find so many solutions that it's difficult to decide which one to go with. We find ourselves staring at more than one roads at every crossroad, ending up running around in circles. Sometimes we just have to go with our gut instincts when logic doesn't help!

This Haiku is written for The OSI and The Haiku Heights. The prompts for this week are 'FICKLE' and 'LOCK' respectively.

Friday, June 1, 2012

When waves transport to the new shore.

Staying on safe shore
In love with beauty of life
Battle ship arrives

Waves transport
Other shore awaits 
Unlocked challenges

Calm waters welcome
Unfamiliarity breeds
Waves will rise again?

When we get accustomed to a way of life, familiarity is very comforting. We run away from change and get used to being contented with what we have. Being contented is nice, but not when we can achieve much much more. Change is always hard to deal with. When we climb our battle ship transporting us to our new destination, we flinch! Even the calmness seems to be scary, even though the previous place had been a rage. What matters to us then is the fact that it's unfamiliar. And that fear of the unknown hampers our steps. But we forget we are humans. We are programmed to adjust to the new surroundings very fast. Time will pass by, the calm waters will find waves again, until one fine day when yet another battle will needs us to fight yet another battle of life. So why not be prepared without hanging our hearts on our sleeves? 

This Haiku is written for The OSI. The prompt for the week is 'IN LOVE WITH LIFE'.
Also written for the Haiku Heights. The prompt being 'LOCK' .