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Into another Jan,we step

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Another Jan.
Another year begins.
Another set of goals.
Another sky full of dreams – mine for myself , of loved ones from me , mine for the loved ones.
Another glance back at the paths left behind – some traveled some not.
Another look around at the smiling faces that step into this unknown journey with me – wondering how many will still be there next jan.
Another thankful nod to them and a warm welcome to the new friends.
Another empty notebook on the desk of life.

And I write ….

Watching both ahead and back,
here and there,
around and within,
inside out of my heart
outside held in my palms,
setting a new goal for me
painting a picture of happier me.
asking myself if am alone
finding a hand to securely hold on.
knowing for once,life is good,
keeping faith in music and books.
loving him ,sometimes less that more,
loving self, more than most.

Written for OSI , Month of the year challenge – January

Realizations

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Realizations can happen any time , any place about anyone – provided you do not ignore them.

And when they reveal things about you, it can get a little too much sometimes.

The last month has been little stressful for me even when there been moments of great joy too. But all the talking , thinking and worrying at times did leave its mark.

While I can not and do not want to re think over those lines, here’s something I did realize -

Between you and me

I am not always in sync
With the little voice in head
I do not usually deny
It says stuff I leave unsaid.

I recognize the voice as ‘she’
the kind of spirit I am not
And she has a lot to tell me
Whether asked or not to poke.

These days she been telling
I have lost a grip on things
My head is such a mess
No logic, just all feelings.

I am scared of days to come,
And of failing people who care,
I need reassurance now and then
Am not walking alone here.

I demand a lot sometimes,
She keeps sending the warning,
But to question,if am wrong,
to that, she won’t be answering.

I feel so lost, so worthless,
I don’t know what to say or write,
Between you and me, I told her
I think we both are wrong and right.

Help me, I whispered to her,
And she filled my eyes with tears
Let it flow my dear she said,
Selfless love alone can free your fear.

~ Nimue

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Written for Month of year challenge : Nov , Sunday Scribblings , Open Link night

Light(s)

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As soon as I read the prompt light(s) , I was flooded with lot of options to write about. And then I thought of ways to light up our life and other’s as well. so here I wrote an acrostic for light -

Love

Inspire

Greet

Help

Team-up

Here’s another beautiful light in my life ( gifted to me on my birthday this october ) :

IMG00265-20121019-0331

 

And one for the lovely bunch of people , who light my life -

To family for being the light,
that shines in my heart -
and the lovely fireflies
that makes me smile each time.
To the friends that adorn my skies
whether day or darkest hour of night,
and shine in such unseen corners
where nothing seems to fit right.
To the love that keeps me writing
of people , words and images,
of comments so kind and fun
I owe it to you all for keep me loving.

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For Two shoes , Month of year challenge – Oct

Months of the year Writing Prompt 2012 – begins tomorrow !

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Extending another 15 days !

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The Idea : The challenge is to write about each month – all 12 of them in 1 or 12 different posts – either of this year, or of the past, or the future

TimeLine : Dec 1,2012 6:00 AM IST to Dec 31,2012 9:00 PM IST

Where to submit the posts : Here is the Page I have created for this year –  Months of the year 2012 writing prompt . Please leave your post links  in comments (along the month they cover) . I will be updating the page daily.

You can start linking the posts anytime. I will though publish the links from Dec 1.

See you there !

Much love !

Months of the year challenge is back !!

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December is the mark of year end. 11 months gone. Sorrows, joys, smiles, tears, pain, success – you lived it all. Before these 11 months, you lived a lot many similar months.

Tell us about the special months. The challenge is to write about each month – all 12 of them in 12 different posts – either of this year, or of the past, or the future month you are awaiting for some reason – any thing, any form. The challenge lasts through out the month of December – Dec 1,2012 6:00 AM IST to Dec 31,2012 9:00 PM IST.

Hope to see you writing and sharing your memories and dreams with me.

This is the third year that I am hosting this prompt.

And again, I hope to make mew friends , be a part of some old friend’s memories and joys and know a little more of myself too. Come and share different aspects of each month – any form , any theme !! let it be the music that inspired you , or the new dish you learned .. Write !

Link your entries on the new page that I will start on dec 1.

For any doubts or queries , email me at : nimuegal(at)gmail(dot)com

Some questions from Last year :

12 posts for 12 months okay?
yes ! but I will not mind if the posts are less in number untill you mention all 12 months any how ..

Could be fiction/ non fiction?
yes ! any genre / form :)
I publish the posts on my own blog and send you the link?
exactly !! leave the link in comment section :) i will add them to main post on new page
And I have to write the posts over the month of December?
true .. the posts should all be done by 31st dec 2011
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you can check the last years entries at this page

Here is the wrap up post from 2010 !

Posts from 2011 are here

Page for year 2012

O @themasakkali

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I have written a lot about me ,my muse and few best friends.But there’s one last link I should mention before Wrap up 2011. And she is the one bundle of joy God sent my way – the self declared “chosen one” , the Masakkali !! the adorable infectious creature ..and this one is for her :

vo pehli mulaakat me ghanto karna baatein,

ya dheroon kitaabon ka ho shopping plan,

wo sadkon par ghoomna bina  koi parvaah

ya phone par karna baatein hazaar,

vo saath dekhi movies,aur coffee session

vo poetry ki raat, vo taaron ka saath,

vo metro ride, vo faaltu bakwaas,

mumbai ka trip, tera attyachaar ..

hasaata bhi hai,rulaata bhi hai

teri keemti dosti,tera paagal sa pyaar

*hugs*

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October

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October.

Month of Birthday.s -

Mine on 13th ; My professional life on 23rd.

My parent’s relationship on 26th.

A month of celebrations -

birthdays, anniversary , festivals, holidays.

A month of wait -

Waiting for one wish,

waiting to hear from him,

A month of preparations -

of gifting your loved ones,

of hiding disappointment

of another year – same or not.

 

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Linked to Month of the year challenge #2 , G-Man’s flash friday 55

A “fine” moment ?

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“I am fine”

i convinced all but me;

’cause deep within i knew

leaving was last thing i ever wished -

the friends ,the inspiration , the love,

the tease ,the warm hugs and celebrations ;

where else would some one await

to hear me scold and yell at them,

or poke me when i fell silent,

where else would i find parcel of joys

being delivered all day and night ?

“I will be fine”

i told the few concerned eyes

and turned away,

so tears i could hide

that i knew would never run dry

even if new smiles would adorn the eyes,

my first home will be special always

and the call to return will never let

the soul heal,from the cuts of time ..

Written for Month of the year challenge # 2 (November)

It was november’09 when I had to leave a dear set of people and not move on but move back in life. Even though I am still in touch with few of those people, I  miss the collective fun we had for about a year ! God bless those gems wherever they are.

(inspired from this poem i read)

photo source

Priceless friends

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hope.wishes.prayer.desire.
Many words, öne reason.To claim back from you, the dreams you extracted out of me. Like the water drop that does not know it can fill the sky with a rainbow. You were that light in me. You never found flaws in me but a beauty in imperfection. You never shied away from letting me know how much difference i made to your life every day. Your words i would cuddle up to each night and imagine to wake up in your hug. To sleep talking to you was a luxry i loved. All this for just being myself.

And each day since you left, i searched for that comforting hug. In vain i heard what people said to me but no words opened the locks in my heart. Unless in the same month, different year, i met the friend who like you filled my life with similar joys. A real one to take your virtual place, a shy and witty creature like you but a lot more caring. Even the tears shared with him, make me strong as he holds my hand. My fears and doubts flee from the trust he shows in me. And i often wonder whose prayers took form. You sent your shadow and soul to hold me while i await for the final leap of faith.No comparisons, no similarities would have prepared me for this wonderful time. But I do hope you know i will always cherish you and the friend you hoped for me. you both make my past and present respectively and yet you so effectively shape my future. 

Love.Dreams.Cares.Blessings.

All for you, as much and more than what you gave me.

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This is dedicated to two of my best friends.

Also submitted to Months of the year challenge – September

December – then and now

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The same december month,
exactly an year back,
below the dark blanket of night,
I found a friend in you.
half crazy, half fun,
a newly discovered color
on my life canvas.
Now again its december,
but I know not where you are,
you waited long, I know
you held on to your faith
I know.And me,
while sorting new threads
broke the one strand
that took the best colors
from the stars of last december..

This is a translation of the following poem (in hindi)

isi december ke mahine me,
theek ek saal pehle,
sardi ki kaali raaton me,
chat par kone me baithe,
ek dost banaya tha maine…
thoda natkhat, thoda paagal,
meri zindagi ke canvas
me ek alag sa hi rang ..
aaj fir december aaya hai,
khabar nahi mujhe uski
vo intezaar kar chala gaya
main naye dhaagon ko suljhaate
us dor ko tod baithi
jo kabhi pichli december
taaron tale baandhi thi …

Written for Months of the year challenge season 2

A lso linked to Open Link night @ dVerse Pub

Radio

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Exams were just a week away and she could not study long hours without feeling sleepy. One night she turned on the radio after hearing her favorite song play in the neighbourhood. She kept the radio on for hours as she studied and not once she wanted to quit.

 Since then, the love affair continues.

 

 

This is for G-Man’s Fridayflash 55.

Have a musical and lovely weekend all of you  :)

Also linked to Months of the year challenge Season # 2

Being In Love

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It was a silly wish in college days , to celebrate a Valentine’s day with some one I loved. Years went by , friends and boyfriend too faded away, but this day stayed the same for me – shopping for others’ partners and enjoying the day alone. It wasn’t a sad thing but some where the stupid desire still lived.

 

Last year I was engaged when Feb came. The hopeless romantic in me thought nothing grand but sure something sweet and love filled. And the totally insensitive guy he was, did not even wish me , forget even gifting me anything. And the movie I sent , that wasn’t watched as far as I remember. But I had the best Valentine’s day that year. A long weekend – 5 friends – self cooked meals – romantic songs – a balcony on 3rd floor opening to empty skies .. That was most cherished company and the setting I would have ever thought of .. And the lesson learned for life – to free myself , my love ..

I need not one

or many people

near or far

to feel the magic -

LOVE

mysterious ways

it takes shape

in minds

and time ..

A perfect and timely end to a thought , a misunderstood desire , and evolution of bonds .. Some broke , some were forged that weekend ..

Written for Months of the year challenge #2 , Imperfect Prose

Sacred joys

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Together one evening
with friends and family,
Sapid with joys and celebrations,
the air full of sacred blessings,
the pious flames dancing,
heart , head and soul
ready for the new life’s calling,
her shy smiles fail to hide
the beat of her love filled heart,
your caring hold on her hands
as you make promises to be there
in times to come, good or bad.

 
Jan 2012. The darkness of winters will be challenged by the warm smiles and lights in that corner of my town. My best friend will hold the hands of his love and lead the way into a new life. This time, I would be there, along with other friends – a bunch of people knowing each other from school , waving in and out of each other’s life and yet never far from heart and mind.

Yay ! Next month is my best friend’s wedding. And after missing almost every one’s wedding for one reason or another, I will be attending this one. Am so excited to meet all friends and some of their partners too ! And to dress up and go have a dance on the floor !

:D

January , you look promising my love.

 

 

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Written for Months of the year challenge#2  , Carry on tuesday , Sunday Scribblings , OSI

Month of the year challenge – final Update

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In total of 70 posts were submitted to the challenge posted by following 16 bloggers :

Jingle , Vivinfrance, Victoria, LadyNimue , Victoria Hendricks, Ibeingme, Nanka , Leo , Kavita, SomeoneIsSpecial, Tweety, Viv, Sumit Sarkar, Priyanka, Shail, Willie Wizzy

 Find all the posts linked to the page on my blog :  Challenge#1 Month of the Year

Thank you to all those who wrote and more to the ones who read and commented on these posts !

 Till next challenge , Happy Blogging :)

Keep writing awesome :)

Tears

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To let out the pain;
Ease the tension in brain;
Accept my weakness;
Retrieve the strength;’cause
Soon I must overcome it all.

June was the month when i was going through no-joys-all-sorrows phase of year 2010. And being the person i am, i admit i give into disappointments too easily although i do not let them rule my head for long. This post is a reminder of the fact that sorrows do not last, but when you get them as company, do not feel ashamed to be weak at times.

Written for Months of the year challenge – June


My friend in delhi

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There was a time i did not live in NCR. And that time, only friend i had in delhi was him. So this tag !! He is one of the reason that september is special to me (other reason being my mother’s b’day).

Words do not define how i feel about him or what he means to me - All i know is that he is one of the few friends who like me the way i am , who will stand with me no matter what i do, who has always managed to not lose me in the crowd , who has fought with me so i do not forget him ever, who has listened my woes at 3 am, who did not hang up even when i called him “coz i did not want to be alone when i cried” !

This is for you my dear -

Just
you
define
so perfectly
how friendship should be
you must love,fight,forgive,love more
if you really desire
to keep close
some one
you
like.

 

Thank you for not just teaching me this lesson but also living it for me ! Hope i do not let you down any day !!

 

Wriiten for Months of the year challenge – September

Only a night..

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When words failed to educate,
with silence did i try to object;
When tears failed to communicate,
with smiles did i try to fill the recess;
Only a night from old to new,
I severed all my ties with you.
When you failed to change your path
with a sigh did i give another try
When you failed to make it last,
with a broken heart i did cry.
Tainted freedom was what you gave
instead of dreams of a love filled place

 

 

Prompted @ 3WW , Carry On Tuesday

Submitted to Months of the year challenge – March

 

I never did tell

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did i ever tell
how good even chaos was
when you were with me

*
when you were with me
i invited chaos to my life
to keep you away

*
to keep you away
i acted mean and helpless
did i ever tell

*
did i ever tell
i treated love like a sin
when you were with me

*
when you were with me
i sinned in love and lust
to keep you away

*
to keep you away
happenned undesired
did i ever tell !

 

 Dedicated to one of the best friend i had and whom i let go every other month,yet never really losing hope he might return.A haiku poetry to the one who hates haikus !

Submitted to Months of the year challenge – April (The month i met him few years back)

Love-ly Month

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“Love is in the air”
you can feel it yourself
EVERY WHERE
more in feb,than any time
for all the sweet days
that fall in line -
start with a rose,
and a choclate then,
hug your love close
and kiss for the next,
All this comes,
before the fourteenth -
and how special that is,
do i need to tell you this ?

 

(The words in bold are the actual days celebrated in month of Feb.)

Written for Months of year challenge – Feb

was-Dec-is

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seed and spread the idea(s)
you get lots to read and write;
go on an adventure with friends
and that i saw in 3-D Narnia.

bid farewell to a friend you made
with memories treasured in the heart
to see my best gal being happy again
i could not have asked a better start.

But not all was to go as i wanted it
there were in store unthought things
some unexplainable events and people
made sure life not be termed as routine.

And there are bit of sad things too
like the laptop that doesnt work,
or the memory of some special
that comes and hit me on its own term.

Also there is the grand vacation plan,
that i have been waiting for so long
and anticipated joys, smiles and laughs
which i intend to bring back along.

I know not what next days would be like
or how i would be as the year ends
all i know is that i have lots of blessings
and i would be thankful for the ruling trends.

Good and bad, bad and worse, bad and better
thats all of what this year has been to me
and i end this with a heartfelt thanks
to the friends who joined me on this journey.

Written for Months of the year challenge – Dec and Poetry Potluck

Knitted Shoes

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Each summer vacations she would come

winters being her time to cater to aches -

feet, heart, joints and maybe the tired soul;

and so she came each may,loaded with love

and the candies, bitter sweet tales from village -

births, deaths, illness, festivals and gossips too.

but what i awaited was her knitting needles

oh what fun it was to see her spin her magic -

in any color i want ; even in more than one.

the first thing she made was the woollen shoes

one toe and four fingers fused into one space -

perfect to fit the heels when i run without sandal.

Each winter a new pair,its tales told next summer

each year a new foot size,and a new age for her -

And then i stopped wearing those shoes anymore.

not that i did not like them as much as a kid

not that i did not feel the cold trouble my toes -

but i just left it without another thought.

She can not travel each summer any more

and i do not go to meet her as regularly

but my granny still knits – for my kids maybe.

Written for Big Tent Poetry as inspired fromthe image at  Referential Magazine.

Also submitted to Months of the year challenge – May

and Sunday Scriblings [May]