Reunion

Reunion

Ever since that day in the woods,

When he had forced himself on her.

 

She’d created a friend in her mind.

She needed for easing her pain and hurt.

 

Today after 15 long years, they met.

a healing reunion In the psychiatrist’s office.

By Sulekha Rawat

from-15-to-50Linking this to the Fiction Challenge ‘From 15 to 50′

Healthy Salad Recipe

I didn’t know cooking when I got married 26 years ago in 1988, but I have managed to learn how to make the simpler dishes. The ones that need minimum or no cooking time are my absolute favorites :)

Today I made a salad, thanks to the excessive TV watching. Both my son and I love the master-chef Australia series and keep trying to replicate the recipes shown here. This salad is my throw-in-what-you-have-at-home kind of recipe, hope you like it and try making it at home. It is healthy and fresh :)

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Healthy Salad

Take one cup chopped cabbage, half a cup cottage cheese, one tomato, one cucumber, 10 to 12 Jalapenos, two plums (optional- I added them for color), salt.

Mix them well and refrigerate for a couple of hours, eat and stay healthy :)

 

By Sulekha Rawat

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RIP Robin Williams

To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die.
~Thomas Campbell

A great actor and comedian, Robin Williams is no more with us, to make us smile, laugh and sometimes cry with his sensitive performance. He has left us sad, bewildered and lost. His death was unexpected and sudden, he will be missed by one and all. I loved watching his movies, as did all his fans; he acted in so many wonderful ones. ‘Dead Poets’ Society’ is my all time favorite. He was brilliant in the film, I wanted a teacher like him. He made me laugh in Mrs Doubtfire, and I loved his role in The Birdcage. Flawless in every movie, he was truly a great actor. RIP Robin Williams.

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My senryu today is about smiles and tears.

SENRYU

A smile can be sad

Hiding all the pain inside

An unaware world laughs.

By Sulekha Rawat

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On My Bookshelf

Have you heard of the book-spine-poetry? I had written a book-spine poem during the A to Z Challenge.

Today I am going to post something different with the new books on my shelf. I call this the books-fan (the books are spread out like cards and resemble a hand-held fan, I am being creative here :) I had ordered many books but couldn’t find the time to read the majority of them, maybe this poem will remind me to pick the first one and just start reading :)

book fan poem

What did you think of my books-fan? Kindly leave your feedback in the comments section.

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By Sulekha Rawat

Listening

dog2“Why aren’t you listening to me?”

“I tell you to do something but you don’t, I know you don’t listen to me when I speak”.

“Why can’t you just listen to me?”

We hear these complaints all around; in television serials, among friends, colleagues, etc. Why is listening so important to us? What is listening?

Listening is an art, this is an old post on my blog which lists the different kinds of listeners based on their characteristics. Read it to know your type :) If you click on the link then you definitely are the fourth kind of listener, option ‘d’.

The most precious gift we can offer anyone is our attention. ~Thich Nhat Hanh

Let me tell you a true story about listening

A seventy year old woman once told her son about something she had seen in a car, while on the way to the hospital for her annual medical check-up. The ‘thing’ was a huge stuffed dog and by some strange stroke of luck, the car with the dog had stayed in front of her car throughout the 30 minute ride. She liked the cute toy and wished she could have a similar one at home.

dogNow imagine the scene, there were no young children at home who could play with a stuffed toy, no logical reason to bring such a toy home, but for her wish to own one. Her son went to the mall and got her the biggest, cutest stuffed dog he found there. She pretended to scold him for buying the toy and bringing it to her, but the joy on her face gave her away. She hugged her son and then her toy, smiling contentedly. I watched misty-eyed, this beautiful exchange of words and emotions between my mother-in-law and my dear hubby. He had heard her speak of her wishes and had actually listened to her, I was never more proud of him.

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Rakshabandhan

 On Rakshabandhan day the sister ties a rakhi (sacred thread) on her brother’s wrist and prays for his safety and long life, the brother in turn vows to protect her always.Rakhi I used to love this festival when I was younger because I used to get money for tying rakhi on my brothers’ wrists. Since I have two brothers, they both used to hand over the 10 rupee notes, which my parents used to give them. In the late sixties and seventies, ten rupees was good money. So come every rakshabandhan, I was richer by 20 bucks.

As I grew older, I learned why we celebrated Rakshabandhan and also realized the significance of the sacred thread which I so uninterestedly used to tie around my brothers’ wrists. I started looking forward to putting a tika on their foreheads and tying the precious rakhi/thread on their wrists, I didn’t care for the money they would hand over to me after the rakhi tying and prayers. I pray for their long life and safety and thank god for giving me such wonderful brothers. Today I am fifty years old and living away from my brothers, as I sit and write this post down I wish I could be with them tomorrow to celebrate rakhi with them. I am so glad my sister is with them and she can tie my rakhis on their wrists too, thank you didi :)

A little prayer for my brothers on the eve of Rakshabandhan-

May god bless you and keep you safe , I wish and pray that our affectionate bond remains forever strong.

SENRYU

Festival of love

Brothers and sisters rejoice

On Rakshabandhan

 By Sulekha Rawat

Friends Forever

A true friend is one who thinks you are a good egg even if you are half-cracked. ~Author Unknown

Write Tribe

Debbie is hosting the Write Tribe Blog Carnival- Reflections on Friendship and I am participating in this blog carnival at The DogLady’s Den

The topic is ‘Friendship’, and my poem today is all about true friendship.

I am lucky to have such true friends in my life. My poem today is inspired by this wonderful, warm and beautiful friend, Rimly.

Rimlekha

 SENRYU

She heard my silence

Hugged me from across the miles

My heart smiled.

Read a post I had written in August 2012, about my online and offline friends My Ladies Club Friends to know more about my dear friend, Rimly Bezbaruah

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Futile Attempt

Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly. ~Proverb 

Being a Pro Blogger is fun, challenges you to be creative everyday :) I have written Haiku and Senryu for a while now and the thought of a full length poem appealed to me, so today I bring you a poem which has more than seventeen syllables :)

Futile Attempt

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I try not to think of you in the mornings

Makes my days seem bare and bereft

Your absence makes for a dismal sunrise

I stop myself from thinking of you at night

Sleep deserts me otherwise

 

In between the day and night

There is no room for anything but

The mindless, endless, numbing humdrum

Of trying to survive without you around

 

Memory creeps in edgewise, slowly

Slips through the tiny crevice in my heart

The crimson memories mock my delusions

Color my pale insides with their harsh reality

 

What I’d thought was love

Was a trick played by my mind

On my unsuspecting heart

It had deceived my soul

 

You and I were never meant to be

I had too much love to give

And you had only stubborn pride

Go your rigid way, Let me go mine

It was hell while it lasted

And I’m still paying the price.

By Sulekha Rawat

 

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