A sprinkle of stardust,
Tinsel and glitter on a
Christmas tree.
A profusion of wild flowers
on grassy banks….
Whispers of a satin night.
Softly falling showers of rain.
The warm sun on my back;
The light breeze thru’ my hair…
Foamy waves lapping about
my ankles;
The reverberating roar
of the sea.
Pale Pink and
chocolate brown-
And you-
I love.
Usha, 18 June ’86
Some stories need to be said... Some need to be heard.
Longreads : The best longform stories on the web
of books, food and friendship!
A journey to find new meaning after personal loss
In the Indian context
writer, storyteller, veteran (see BirchBark Editing.com and MaxieJaneFrazier.com for more)
And, yes, i love to limerick || Have tried to master the trick || Of the a a b b a rhyme || 'Tis a joy truly sublime || When a verse comes out slick and quick!
A life of books . . .
The fresh smell of life.
Mind over matter
When you look out, what do you see?
A fine WordPress.com site
and sometimes trying on new ones for fit (and looks)
Vanity, On A Royal Scale
The world through my lens.....
To Share... To Love... What better way than words
One Step at a Time
All that remains.
I like birds
Comics, Cartoons, Writings.
Malayalam mini-series
Learning something new every day.
A Quest on Overdrive ... :) 
March 1, 2008 at 4:05 am
and all these-i love.:)
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