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Never judge a bookMerely by its coverFor you never know what inside itYou might just discoverThe cover may lookOld and sometimes wornThe pages may have yellowedAnd sometimes maybe tornBut many untold storiesThe book may in it holdThat never have been heardNor ever before toldThere may be charactersThat become your friendsWho will stay with youForever till the endThere may be great plotsThat keep you mesmerizedCaptivating your heartNew emotions may ariseTreat it with respectAnd give it a fair chanceDon’t judge it by its looksOr make opinions in advanceRemember that the words Are a writer’s sincere attemptDo not be so harshAs to treat it with contemptSo never judge a bookMerely by its...
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  November 7, 2015, 8:36 am
Those old loved landmarksEach with a memory attached All bulldozed and replacedBy new impersonal structuresThose small winding roads Where we once took long walks On warm summer nightsAre now four lane highwaysThose pretty small shopsFilled with colorful knick knacksThat we often browsed throughReplaced with city mallsThose friends we depended onNow strangers we cannot connect withStuck in the games of social statusWary, distant, cloaked in formalitiesThose relationships that wereThe roots of our existence Now discard us, only to replaceWith newer ones that change day/nightWelcome to this new Weird, UnemotionalDisposable, use and throw Tissue paper society© Cop...
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  November 3, 2015, 10:30 pm
I love the distant sound of trains. It takes me back in time. I remember the summer nights at my in-laws place in my hometown. Mine was a joint family and I remember how every night we would all sleep on the roof top. I loved sleeping on the rooftop. The cool breeze, the night sounds and the gazing at the stars..Nights have sounds of their own, that distant sound of a horn, crickets chirping, the whistle of a train, the random bark of a stray dog, and yes, the hushed whispers of the neighbours. But most of all, I loved the sound of the late night train. There was something magical about that sound. Romantic and nostalgic.I would lie there and wonder where the train was going, who all would b...
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  October 7, 2015, 10:49 pm
Sometimes, the mere smell of a perfume, or the scent of a certain flower, or hearing an old song, or passing by certain places, or seeing an old photograph makes the mind pause, stop and wander down memory lane..I have always been an extremely sentimental person. There are certain things I’m very attached to,   little mementos from my past that I can never dream of parting with. They may not have any monetary value and they would probably look like worthless junk to other people, but for me they are precious and represent the times that were.I do understand that not all memories are good ones but as the years go by the bad ones lose their negative aspects and get distorted and hazy wh...
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  October 6, 2015, 10:31 pm
Why do people always send greetings with the words "I hope all your dreams come true" ? For some reason I find it weird..Yes, it is always a pleasant feeling when wishes are fulfilled..but If all wishes were fulfilled and all dreams came true , where would be the reason to look forward to anything ? Would I be happy if all my wishes and dreams came true ? Probably not..I would not have anything more to live for.Let some wishes remain unfulfilled..Gulzar Sahab said it well..कतरा कतरा मिलती है कतरा कतरा जीने दो जिंदगी है, बहने दोप्यासी हूँ मैं, प्यासी रहने...
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  September 28, 2015, 10:51 pm
A quiet evening at home.It's getting harder and harder to find solitude these days. Earlier, one could take a walk in the countryside, enjoy being one with the nature, but now, the countryside is getting smaller and smaller as the concrete world gets bigger and bigger.I do enjoy the city and its energy, but at times I feel claustrophobic..as if the humanity is pressing in on me. The need to indulge in and enjoy the fullness of my own presence, the luxury of being with my own thoughts overwhelms me..and today was one such day.Just me, my solitude and the thumri "Yaad piya ki aaye...ye dukh saha na jaye..haye ram".The soulfulness of this thumri touches the most inner chords of my soul and...
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  September 10, 2015, 10:16 pm
After a long long time I log on to Yahoo Messenger, I see a friend online and decide to catch up with her. I ask her how she and how her family is.Her: We are fine but you know my Baba has to work so much in office these days. Two of his colleagues are on leave and he has to do their share of the work too..Everyday he comes home so tired and it worries me. My poor bachha..Me: Yeah..I can understand..we moms do get worried when we see our children tired and all..Her: Children ?? No no..I am talking about my husband !Me: Oh..(wondering why a wife would call her husband her "bachha")Same evening I see her husband come online.Me: You wife was very worried about youHim: My baby worries too much.M...
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  September 8, 2015, 10:08 pm
Recently a friend talked to me about how she had joined a gym as well as a cooking class that specified baking cakes. Why this sudden fascination with cakes I asked ? I know for a fact that she dislikes cakes. Her reply was that other women from some group that she was a part of were always discussing/baking cakes and how she always felt left out and stupid. And the weight issue was due to her children mentioning how so and so aunty always looked and dressed so well.My friend’s need for perfection and other people’s approval made me think..why do people want to be perfect ? To me, imperfection is beautiful. I truly believe that it is our flaws that make us interesting. It is the little d...
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  July 21, 2015, 9:23 pm
As I grow old, more and more my mind wanders back to my childhood memories. Small things that we took for granted are no more and my heart yearns for the life that was..Listing a few things from my India in the 70s and 80s that I miss.Aerograms or हवाई पत्रYes, there was a time when every family kept a stock of aerograms to communicate with other family members living in other cities or abroad. The struggle to write down all the details in that limited space had a charm of its own..the birth of a child, the passing away of a distant relative, the exam results of children, the job promotion of uncles..so on and so forth...And yes..I miss those telegrams too !Radio TransistorTh...
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  July 12, 2015, 11:42 pm
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  May 31, 2015, 11:08 pm
Book - My Inner LandscapeFinally my book is published. It is a collection of poetry and is now available on :Amazon USAAmazon IndiaCyberwit PublicationsI look forward to your comments and feedback :)...
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  April 29, 2015, 10:37 am
Book Review – The Wedding Trousseau And Other Short StoriesBook Details:Title – The Wedding Trousseau And Other Short StoriesAuthor – Ankita SharmaGenre – Fiction - Short StoriesPublisher – Humming WordsPublication Year- 2015Pages – 138Language - EnglishThe simplicity of the stories in this book makes it an easy read. Each story seems to be taken from day to day life. Thought-provoking, dreamy, sad, and hilarious, this collection of stories by Ankita Sharma takes the reader on a diverse and unforgettable journey through a variety of topics, themes, and emotions. The story “One More Bite” - makes one face the inequalities in life and the in-sensitiveness of the financiall...
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  April 29, 2015, 10:11 am
There is a thin lineBetween sanity and insanityI am that line...
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  March 8, 2015, 9:35 pm
Today while browsing through You Tube, I came across the old Surf advertisement. Who can forget Lalita Ji ? certainly not those who grew up in the 80s ! I have often posted about India in the 80s and yet I never seem to tire of it. I guess as we grow older our mind tends to wander down memory lane and the times that were..Here are a few things that I miss about that era:The simplicity of the TV ads like Lalita Ji's Surf, Humara Bajaj, Chal Meri Luna and the likes.Doordarshan's spinning logo and the annoying music that went with it :P News by Salma Sultan.The leather covered radios (my grandpa had one and BBC news on the radio was a daily ritual..and lets not forget the Binaca Geetmala)....
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  February 3, 2015, 10:56 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasI once met a beautiful strangerWho I had never met beforeThough we didn't know each otherIn an instant connected our soulsSome shy smiles were exchangedSome feelings surfaced pure and trueSome unspoken words were heardThat the hearts understood and knewThough there was a crowd aroundWe were oblivious to each and allOur eyes just sought each other’sThe place became intimate and small He looked in wonder at my faceFrom far across the roomAnd under his caring, loving gazeI felt my heart flutter and bloomSome silent words were saidAnd some promises were madeHis heart touched mine tenderlyMaking my problems blur and fadeDeep down I knew and recognizedIn a few hours we...
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  December 17, 2014, 6:09 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasThough you are now all grown upLeading your life and doing your stuffAnd living miles and miles away…Please know that you are always with meIn my heart and in my thoughtsEach moment and every passing day…When your wishes, dreams come trueWorries have disappeared, problems are fewAnd you long to share with me all this…Just hold your little daughter closeAnd hug her tight with loveAnd on your forehead, feel my gentle kiss…When you’re feeling low and sadI may not be there to hold your handBut remember, I love you and I care…All you have to do is close your eyesAnd imagine me by your sideAnd feel my hand lovingly stroking your hair…There may be days that you m...
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  December 11, 2014, 4:07 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasThe lovely green plants in my gardenFill me each day with much happinessFor each and every new morningThey look forever green and freshThe sun comes out each day and shinesAdding crispness and warmth to the airThe plants smile and get to workMaking tiny little flower buds appearAs the day gets more pleasant and warmThe buds open up their beautiful petalsThe sight fills me with gratitude and loveI would not trade it with any wealth or medalThey bloom and sway in the gentle breezeEven though surrounded by thornsTeaching us that though there are hurdles in lifeThere is a fresh start each new day and mornThe flowers all seem like a rainbow of colorsOrange, yellow, red, pink...
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  December 3, 2014, 11:53 am
© Copyright Renu VyasTo a number of stringsI am eternally boundAlways maneuveredAnd often pushed aroundPeople roughly pull meThis way and thatIgnorant of my painsAnd without any regretsPushed out each dayTo dance and performForever to be rightAnd never to be wrongThe music blares loudlyThey all clap in gleeAnd watch in fascinationAs laughter surrounds meMy performance entertainsAnd amuses all of themBut it makes my whole lifeNothing but a shamFor I am only a puppetSo no one hears my pleaDay after day I performWhile my heart cries silently...
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  November 27, 2014, 4:21 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasWe adjust our expectationsAnd quietly give up our dreamsWe change our life’s definitionsAnd destroy our self esteemWe change the fabric of our existenceAnd on every turn we compromiseWe lose our very originalityAnd fail to notice its demiseAll this we do at times for someoneWho neither reciprocates nor deservesWe hurt, we cry, we worry, we fretAnd then we call all this love“ Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” – Bernard M. Maruch...
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  November 24, 2014, 9:07 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasYou either accept someone’s loveOr you reject it outrightDo not treat it as a back-up planTo be used as and when you like...
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  November 23, 2014, 1:01 pm
Facebook – A lovely place where I can connect with my family, friends and all others I may wish to connect with. We can share photographs and keep each other updated. At least that is what I thought it was all about initially until I experienced certain other things that started irritating me and it got to such a point that I decided to write a post on it and rant !The “Poke” tab. I truly wonder what purpose it serves and why do people feel the need to use it. I don’t know about others but I hate being poked. It puts me off and it is simply not acceptable to me.The “Like” tab. Ok I do use the tab when I really like something or photographs my family or friends post. But I have an...
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  November 21, 2014, 2:07 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasTomorrow never really comesYesterday just never goesAnd the today as I knew itBypassed me some years agoMy mind is numb and stuckIn this perpetual time zoneYou moved on in life and left meTrapped in this timelessness all alone...
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  November 20, 2014, 2:26 pm
© Copyright Renu Vyas Today I climbed inwardsAnd collected all the memoriesThat I had stored awaySo lovingly…The momentsWe had created togetherThe sharingOf joys and painsThe laughingAt such small thingsThe conversationsAnd the significantPauses in between…I picked up each memoryTouched it tenderlyAnd relivedEach and every momentSome made me smileOthers brought tears…I collected each feelingAlong with every thoughtTo take out in the gardenAnd burned allThat there wasThat reminded me of youCreating a hugeBonfire of love…I sat there and watchedEvery spark and emberFloat in the airAnd soonAll that remainedWere the ashesOf our loveAnd the debris of our past…...
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  November 19, 2014, 4:15 pm
© Copyright Renu VyasShe is the one who createsAnd is the synonym of earthThey have named her “mother”She bears the pain of giving birthShe nourishes and nurturesAnd keeps her family well fedWorks tirelessly all day longAnd yet is the last one to bedShe gives up her name and identityAnd adopts her husband’s nameForgets her own wants and dreamsPrays for his health, wealth and fameAs her children grow up and flourishShe feels immense prideAnd in order to make them happyShe keeps her own dreams asideShe ignores their bad tempersAnd overlooks their flawsAnd though she’s worthy of itShe never gets any applauseShe often gets neglectedBut calmly handles the stressShe hides the pain with a ...
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  November 18, 2014, 6:56 am
© Copyright Renu VyasThe heavenly sweet smell of pine treesA crackling fire that does not let me freezeI gaze out the window as the leaves silently fallBeautiful memories my mind does recall I sit all alone in peace and comfortSurrounded by books that are worn out yet lovedA hot steaming cup of coffee nearbyJust my beloved solitude for company and IAway from the hustle and bustle of lifeMy body and soul renew and re-energize...
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  November 15, 2014, 11:24 pm
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