A Quest on Overdrive … :)

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


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My Muse

A-muse-d She may be

Each day, when I so

Desperately seek her out.

She smiles, at the nick of time.

Graciously lets me swagger

(in the belief I masterminded them)

In the surfeit of words she shares.

She brings Magic, she does.

Even I, in my arrogance,

Must admit.

The kind that stretches

Beyond imagination;

Past spells cast to

Invoke, evoke, rebuke, choke…

She stays, companionably,

Inclining her sagacious head

Watching me chisel and hone a notion.

I might not acknowledge her,

Yet she lingers, a sheen in her gentle eyes

That you could mistake for moisture.

Happy? Pride? The ramble

Exceeds expectation?

Maybe the cold shoulder I give

Could be it, too.

How she waits, so patient…

But the walls are up

And the gates are locked…

Till that desperate cry, for help

Leaks out, faintly.

She fixes her smile,

Waits upon the whims

And allows the rambler

To think she, herself, is the Muse.

(13 April, 2018, Day#13 of #NaPoWriMo, 2018)

(Repost- here the earlier posting of this, with beautiful comments by Gulshan and Govind – LINK)

Serendipitous, nothing less, that the word Muse was chosen for today. However, she’s iffy today 🤗 All she gave me, was a reminder, in the form of this verse, from three years back, to the date!

The art, thankfully, is fresh! ☺️😀

13 April, 2021, Day#13 #Napowrimo 2021


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Continuum

To take up where you left off…

A beginning, of an end, or an end of a beginning…. If only, you wish, if only time would expand, grow, dim, re-size itself, to the volume and intensity of your feeling, your thoughts, your trauma, and most especially, joy!

If we could grow into our thoughts and our yearning and live to the utter humaneness, quite,quite bare of the social layers, slathered on (in hopes of replicating stereotypes?)…

Stand out. Stand along. Stand for yourself.

02 February, 2017 (sourced from that little book  🙂 ) Day#4 of September Musings! (<100 words!)received_246327922693605.png


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Big on Hope…

…be it something with feathers, perching upon my Dickens of a soul, or a dangerous thing, as famously opined in a famous movie, where Hope won! 😛

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That, up there, is page out of this little book where I’ve scribbled, randomly, words, strung on sudden thoughts, pooling them here, before they disappeared. The book itself is a gift from a darling lass, whose daughter is yet another grandottie, in addition of my N-Dotties 🙂 This one’s Advaita, whose mom gave me this lovely little book with handmade pages and a charming inscription at the back. It begged me to put my heart down there, in words, if I could, ever. I know that the words in these pages are the closest to honesty about myself I’ll get, and since I’m venturing more, out of my comfort zone, these days, I thought, heck! this is a month to muse, for Musings, and what better than to pick this one up and share a few tidbits from here 🙂

That book. 🙂 Thank you Sneha and Rajesh!

I wrote to me, thus. (On 4th of October, two years ago. It was a great year, with the uppest of ups and downest of downs 🙂 )


Life isn’t all you want, but it is all you have’; so have it”

Is that fatalistic? To think like that? A universe of compromise lurks beneath that innocuous, preachy line. And, yet again, it makes me wonder! Duh 😛 , obviously!

Looking, peering really, into that which is unsaid, a haze, it would seem, of possibilities. I am struck by this one – how it lends a sorst of peace, from the things you fight, rebel against, in life. There are always things that are going to be “bad” for you – people, toxic relationships, closed doors, windows that are stuck, a claustrophobic situation you simply cannot escape. What if you simply let it be?

What if? Depends, of course!

A world of experiences tell me how often I’ve found myself in that very rut. Accept. Accept. Accept. 

Accept.

Because you can’t change anything. Because it is meaninglless to change it. Because it is easier to let it be. 

Emotional exhaustion is more debilitating than its physical counterpart. Most times life is about what you let go, and what you keep. Keep after, too 🙂 No magic formulas exist to help decide, but you muddle through, find what it takes, make a few (several? 😛 ) mistakes and simply carry on. 

You decide you’d like to “have” life. On your terms. 

Good for you!

5th period, XI F, 4th October, 2016″


Ruchi, (she has invited us for a month long blogging challenge 🙂 )my musing is getting quirkier, I know, but the one thing that I am glad about, is that I am musing, even it if means getting confessional 😛

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Longer-Shorter-Here~er-September!

If you’re flummoxed by the title (well actually, I guess you are, most of the time, with titles here 😛 ), you’ll be debriefed soon, when you see the matching-matching nonsensical limerick to follow 🙂

Ruchi, Worcoiner, her blog avatar says, invited us to join her in September Musings, and the eager-beaver-procrastinator that I am, I jumped in with both feet (in my mouth I now realize 😀 ) and whole self in. I wrote on 1st September, but could not post it, so here it is:

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Neat, na? How I did that? Heheheheee….

Alrighty, here goes that limerick. (Thanks To Gulshan, a constant here, for the motivation to being her-way 😀 ), offering #1 @September Musings – I love how whether or not there’s a muse doesn’t really affect them Musings! Who knows, I might just muse enough 🙂

Longer-Shorter-Here~er-September 🙂

Thirty days has September

Feels kinda longer

At least in the head

Which, with much work, is fed

And hours, in them days, be shorter!


Comprende, Amigos? 😀

1 September, 2018, Day#1@September Musings

Thank you Ruchi!


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Of Thresholds and Liminals

Thresholds and liminals are but a medium, in the onward journey, or a portkey to the past.

A warm afternoon in December, 2010 comes to mind. Meeting her, and her parents, at their home. Being charmed, enchanted, if you wish! That is how I’d describe that day. That has been the first of days, months, and years of knowing this precious girl. She’s the steady and still point of his world, one that is inhabited by tapestry of togetherness woven with tangible colours and moments over the years they’ve been together.

Even now, successfully settled with her partner, she is that proactive, perennial source of inspiration and person-to-look-up-to, for me. I guess there is a word for it, but my addled brain refuses to discover it! No matter, because what matters is here, an expression of what is in my heart!

I’ll probably be kicked for this, in royal style, by her partner, my son, but I must say that it must feel special to be that age your date tells you that you are. 😀 Be that as it may, all I want to say is that age, finally is a number, a number that has nothing to do with how young one shall ever be!

On Vishu, while on a call with them, I asked them what they wanted as Vishukaineettam. Ash had his request, pat, a Mridangam (which, lately, he has acquired, thankfully!) and I said Okay; Neeti on the other hand, said Ma you come here, that is all I want! Dawwwwww, so lovely of her no? And I said okay, here I come, for by the next weekend I had planned to get there! A lovely two weeks ensued there at Sydney with them. A lovely delightful time! Watching them together was comforting, and at the same time, a lesson for me. I rather like how supportive they are of each other, and how (I’ve said this ever so many times!! 😀 ) Neeti has got the Lion quite by the tail, successfully! 😛 He can roar, growl, whatever. She remains cool, and able to restore that sensibility, sensitivity and common sense, to both of us 😀 I’m waiting to get back there, as soon as is permissible, pocket wise, and leave-wise 😀

Neeti, my dearest DIL celebrates her birthday today. The today that is already in Sydney, which is almost five hours ahead of us in Kerala! She and Ash have already been to a Trevor Noah live show there, and I am jealous as hell, while, at the same time so danged happy he turned up just in time to help them celebrate a wonderful day! Also a double whammy it be, since her Lunar calendar (Malayalam birthday we call it – according to the Rashi and the nakshatram) birthday coincides with her ‘English’ Birthday! Lovely, na?

So, my darling gurl, my goo’gurl, Neetikutty, here’s wishing you a fabulous day, and a fantastic year ahead, that, will, most certainly, be memorable, for that is waiting for you. I’ve a song for you – and please do take it for the lovely lyrics; it so happened that the visuals are just so… No pressure, pliss to understand 😛

Keep on Lovin’ you…

Love you, sweetheart. Stay blessed and awed and awe inspiring, as you always have been, to me!

 

30 August, 2018

Neeti’s Birthday posts, over the years: (I wonder where the 2014 post is, though :/ )

2013 https://ushus.wordpress.com/2013/08/30/the-queen-of-his-heart/

2015 https://ushus.wordpress.com/2015/08/30/a-goooo-gurl-she-is/

2016 https://ushus.wordpress.com/2016/08/29/that-virgo-woman/

2017 https://ushus.wordpress.com/2017/08/30/these-are-a-few-of-my-favourite-things/


Happy birthday also to two lovely lasses I have had the privilege to know 🙂

The first is Keerthy, Arjun’s classmate, and buddy! Hope you have a great day and year ahead, dearest Keerthy!

Uma, you’re also wished a beautiful cloud fluffy joyful day, where you get to spend some precious time with loved ones and happiness, good health, to last you through the year!

Hugs to both of you!