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Ramblings In February – Mission Accomplished!

february ramblings

Ramblings. That’s what I do awesomely. At home. To my babies. To Kuttan and Mia. My friends. In class – so much so, I’ve even get kids to remind me in a bit (if they’re awake 😀 , “Teacher, back to topic, back to topic” (seriously 😛 ) ( when I say I do it awesomely, you know what I mean – can you imagine someone rambling, awesomely?– but here, the rambler is eccentric and quite ignorant, deliberately so, of what people think of her rambling 😛 😛 )

I ramble and ramble, and even the tagline here has had it, ever since its inception as a humble blogspot blog, before moving, merging with my other blog, to wordpress.

So, Duh. What’s so special about it? You see, once upon a time, I was a pretty silent, sombre, sober person, who smiled a lot, but didn’t talk much. No Sireee…. even in class, except for what needed to be done. I would ramble in thoughts in my head, and prevent them from going out from there 😀 Till I chanced upon blogging, about 8 years ago. For an introvert, till then, it was like being Alice in Wonderland, only here everything was way more than I could have imagined!

The posts, thoughts, notions you shared bounced off others at times, resonated a lot, were in tandem, or sometimes sheer silliness spilled over, and at times a collective angst found expression. Sometimes grief found expression in ways sharing with another could not. Blogging has kept me sane, yes, but as with all things that keep us so, you begin to take them for granted 😀

Consequently, as the newness wore off from blogging, I began to do the one thing I’m accomplished in. Procrastinating. Postponing, delaying, keeping for another day, when I had things to write, slipping out of invites to blog challenges and lurking, reading from others, but not posting a blog. So, we’ve been together, my blog(s) and I these past eight lovely years, and with the bloggers of both blogspot and wordpress, readers of the blogs, and blogs I’ve visited, rambling there too, in the comments sections, when I would visit.

In fact over the past year or two, the fire, the urge, the ideas have run out, or so it seemed,  even with prompts like #MicroblogMondays, till suddenly, at the end of January, I thought that being the shortest month in the year, I could attempt a blog a day kinda thingy, for February. Almost as if she read my mind, Shail came up with the Ramblings in February icon and the idea for bloggers to join and simply ramble on, a post for a day, for the month. Perfect. Absobloominlootely perfect for me, for I know nothing else but Rambling 😀

So I began Imperfect(ly)
Keeping the Night at Bay
Blogging furiously 😛
Finding Velveteen reasons
Driving, and Driving myself crazy
When Happenstance, I got Stuck
And only a Fairy Tale could rescue the lost rambler 😛
Then the Love Week came along, and she wondered
To Say or Not, or simply
Go Love on the Ramble?
Or Equivocally state
In the Interest of Love, Now ,
How Textures of emotions,
Surprisingly, or not, induce a
Fever, while endlessly
Playing the Field, sometimes
Egged on by
The Loneliness of a Thought
The Survival Instinct
Or
The Number Forty Seven ,
Holding a Will O’Wisp
While at the same time wondering
If your pet could talk what would it say about you?
Skipping days when I should have posted
But going on overdrive and getting in more than one
In one day 😛
Getting Nerve-Wrackingly Near to the deadline
Searching, sometimes cheating on posts 😛
Borrowing stuff from another endeavours, like,
Gender Sensitivity and its Import,
Going on a lark about
An Examination Teaser,
Through Testing Times, finally finally
Getting to the Pen-Ultimate post

And then this grand finale 🙂

The above is whachumacall a LINKY LINKY nonsense verse 😀 containing the names of each of the posts for the month of February, for the blog challenge 🙂 Click on the blue bold letters to be taken to the post 🙂

I izz done. I izz done in. Now I izz go and get one with Life 😛 😛

It’s been a lot of fun, this month, and even though I’ve cheated by not posting them day by day, but doing bulk posting at the end, much like the homework done in class the next day and all 😛 , it has been such an educative and motivating experience. I can do it! Not that I want to again, for sometime, but yeah! I can!

To be cheesy like that serial, Everest,I have scaled the Everest of my making, on the day that the character got to hers 😀 😀 (don’t watch it please, I do so only out of a morbid fascination as to how much worse it can get 😀 😀 – Also got Neeti, my DIL kinda stuck on it too – just whatsapped her the news of making the summit, not me, in the Serial that is 😛 😛 )

So, that’s it. Time to climb down from the Summit of 28 posts, for 28 days, though not one each day 😀 This one’s Day#28! *Drum roll* Thank you for your patience, especially those who follow the blog, and keep getting pinged in the inbox 😀 😀 God Bless y’all 🙂

28 February, 2015


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Pen-Ultimate

The pen is mightier than the sword
But yet, hold that thought, till you’ve sliced
A finger with the vegetables,
And then scream other wise 🙂

All said and done,
The written word, and the spoken word
They are the true weapons
For while a sword just wounds
And bleeds, and threatens and coaxes
And blackmails, and supresses…

The pen, it nudges, quickens hearts
Wounds the soul, after slipping under the skin
Great pain, it wreaks, with no blood spilled
Majesties move, then and rulers crumble
The cowards, with the swords, they flee the word
Or hack the word’er’ to stem the flow…

But does that stop anything?
No no, for the word,
It moves Mountains
That come to the Mohammed
The word, it eases closed doors open
And builds a shield no sword can ever slice!
It heals as nothing can, and gouges too,
A lot worse that that sword can!

So, if that word be all powerful
Should not it rule, and not the sword?

If you ask that, my dear
Know this, the sign of the times
You have NOT read…

The Words my dear,
They do , DO rule
Else you would not be here
Neither would I

Nor would the worst terrorist
Fear those, more, those
Who read, and love the word.

That’s why, you see,
When words strike you
And you need to share…

What do you say?

Word.

And words are all I have
Warbled the famous singer

Wordlessly, I concur 😀

On this penultimate post,
For #RamblingsInFebruary
Having slogged, slaved,
But enjoyed it so much

Knowing that even a
Professional Procrastinator
Like this rambler
Is able to read
Greet, and meet
(yeah, yeah, yeah, one more post to go!)
Deadlines 😀

Only because of
The Word.

28 February, 2015

Day#27 in #RamblingsInFebruary 🙂 Well, penultimate … always creates that anticipation- work about to be completed, or reaching the top!

february ramblings