A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)



When, when wasn’t she ever lost?
Feet firmly on the ground,
Words that flooded senses,
Eyes that sought to go beyond
Lines, gridlines of being.

She had a context
She had them connections…
But she still sought…
She knew there was more, much more.

That, that was all that kept her momentum.

To have loved-
And then to lose.
But , did she lose?
Or was it mere perception,
A sense of something beyond

A notion that found its way
Back, right around, to her?

When she miscarried, she cried.
The vacuum. It consumed her.

Then she met them, who could see way beyond…
Past her hurting soul…
She saw her, her baby. Again.
And found a cornerstone of faith.

Them. Those misfits. Aliens, almost.
Who spoke much more than
Her limited words could perceive…
And yet, and yet, they gave her
Her Buddha moment.

Yes, so much was possible.
If you opened your eyes.
And saw beyond words.
Knew, intrinsically, life was anything
But linear…

There were no beginnings and endings.

Only a cycle of life.

Because, long after she thought
He had left…

She could still say:

I forgot how it felt to be held by you.

And believed it to be true.

She had never really lost anything.
She had never really lost anything.

13 April, 2017
Day#13 of #Napowrimo, 2017 – National Poetry Writing Month 2017

13 April, 2017


This evening, I was stuck by a blankness, not knowing what to write, yet having two haiku, written earlier to fall back on, which, incidentally are untraceable 🙂

However, as all beautiful moments unfold, here, I was requested to write something on a movie that I loved watching. I tried. The above is the end result, that pleased, the young person who did request it. An empathetic cinephile, a dear dear young friend. That he was able to unravel this ramble, is all to the credit of his open mind, and his large-heartedness. This rambler is blessed. And this write, is dedicated to him, Achyuth Sankar.

The movie? I’ll simply share this picture, and its attendant caption . I’ll leave out the name of the picture though. For those who have not seen it, to pique their interest. 🙂 All handful of them that might visit here 🙂 😛

The absolutely gorgeous language of the heptapods that Ian describes so:

“Like their ship or their bodies,their written language has no forward or backward direction. Linguists call this non-linear orthography, which raises the question, is this how they think?”

And Dr. Louise Banks’ take on language 🙂

“Language is the foundation of civilization.It is the glue that holds a people together. It is the first weapon drawn in a conflict.””


Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

5 thoughts on “Cornerstones

  1. A movie-inspired post
    Requested by a young dost
    No name given
    So curiosity’s driven
    And included, the memory of a baby’s ghost!

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  2. Pingback: Gratitude | A Quest on Overdrive ... :)

  3. Came here again 😃
    So beautiful teacher 😍 and a lil eerie, just like the film😍🤗


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