A Quest on Overdrive … :)

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



Undaunted, she ploughs.

Unbeatable, seemingly;

Yet, unabashed ambiguity maybe, yet

(Unanimous view? Hell yeah, no maybe about it!)

Unflagging, spirits.

Understanding the unadulterated

Unreal, unsullied 😂 nonsense-

Unflappable too, her demeanour-

Un-enamoured of uncomprehending looks 😎

Utilising every stray thought

(Unfortunate to pass this way 😋)

Unveiling it in never an ultra crisp way

Understatements, she makes

Upbeat always…

Underlining it ‘verse’ – HAH!!!

Unstoppable (she wishes, this month 😛)

Ushus 🙈😀😂

23 April, 2018, Day#21 of #NaPoWriMo 🙂 Self-aggrandizement it’s Zenith 😎😂




Always, she calls. Hark!

My soul’s refreshed. Sand, foam, sea

Quell, heal, soothe my heart!

This Haiku is born out a beautiful Sunday at Bondi Beach, Sydney 🙂 A tiny glimpse here 🙂

23 April, 2018, Day#20 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018



Haven’t you wondered

How some conversations


Words spooling

Meeting, meshing

In patterns,

Random, refreshing

Exquisite, eclectic

Esoteric, inscrutable too.

Sometimes it’s the

Tiny motifs that delight;

Sometimes the awe

Of the big picture.

Though sometimes

(A lot of times, perhaps)

Them threads

Go for the jugular,

Choke, stifle,

Leech, bleed…

An anguished

Knotted silence

That shouts

In the splotches

Of the tapestry

That’s come to be.


I love those times

When they’re just


Rich, resonating…


(Wouldn’t you say? 🙂 )

19 April, 2018, Day#19 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018



Just when you think

The fates have lavished

You with all they could –

Family, friendship,

Love, empathy –

And you rest, replete,

You wonder,

Is this it?

Is this enough?

That feeble notion

Grows in volume

Gathering peels from

Notions of

Covetousness and inadequacy.

Enough? Am I? Have I?

It’s enough to drive you

Round the bend.

So you slow down, take stock

And how! Goodness me!

To re-discover your quaint self

Who is the keeper of a sanity

You thought you’d lost.

You are enough, she tells you.

You are enough.

What you have, or not

The foibles and the fairy tales

That are part of you, or not;

Mostly, what’s not, she says…

Make you YOU.

So, don’t hanker, or give up.

You’ve got what you have.

Nothing to discard

No more to append

(For you know, you’ll pay the price)

Nothing really, she says,

You’re okay.

Renounce, if at all, you must,

That thought that

You need More.

You are enough.


18 April, 2018 , Day#18 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018 – as nonsensical as they come 🙂