"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Friday, December 30, 2022

Remembering A Friend



In the darkness of winter morning I stepped into my kitchen 

My eyes and ears still unreceptive to the cell phone and its ringing!


Though I did catch the glimpse of our friend’s name flashing before the ring stopped! 

As it is happening with our age group….

The news of an old friend’s passing knocked the indolence out of my morning!


Beyond the shadows of familiar surroundings of our homeland,

These are the friends that we made while starting our lives. 


Time and distance has taken tole on communication,

Yet memories don’t seem to mind this gap.


Out of nowhere they come like torrential rains drenching us all.

Instead of destroying the past associations, Death renews it all.


I called back, we talked for a long time,

Bridging the gap of time and distance like nothing ever stood in between.


Our friend on phone was in regular touch with our common friend (may God bless his soul) and his family. 

He filled us up again with many details from his life and our friend’s life. 

The healing process of shared experiences somehow eased our pain.


Later in the day with all the emotions bubbling up I could not resist but to

Search for our deceased friend’s ( sounds so strange using this word!) or

His wife’s profile on FB.


Her picture looked just the way I had seen her, when we met first time. 

A petite figure with long black hair and big beautiful doe eyes! 

For a long time I just sat looking at her picture with her locked profile. 

My heart and mind lost eons back in time.


Each moment dissolved in past takes rebirth in our memories!

How far back one can go riding the wings of memory….


Returning back to present I looked at the picture and profile again,

And noticed one of our recent relation’s name under the list of common friends!


IT’S A SMALL WORLD!


It will be a while before I get to know or probably will never know the details of their relationship!

But amazed I am at finding the common links across the continents!

 

In the constant flow of life the relationships too are fluid!

One has to be thankful for the technology,

For lessening the distances!

For the lofty ideal of Oneness to become a realizable goal! 


Here in the expressions of some raw and genuine emotions,

We are connected with our near and dear ones.


The dynamics of Life’s energy carries us through varied channels

In our thoughts and actions,

Upholds us in our emotions of joys and griefs,

Sustains us in our failures and achievements,

And locks us together in a ‘taste of ambrosia and stings of poison’.


Savita Tyagi


Note: Written after getting the news of one of our dear old friend’s death.

November 16th 2022 







 

Thursday, December 29, 2022

Growing Old

 Growing old either one shouts

To make others listen 

Or one mumbles to oneself 

Cares not if one is heard,

Or sits in silence to enjoy

The beauty of gorgeous dawn

And husky sunsets

While all the commotion of the world

Slowly drowns in wild whimsical breeze.


12.28.2022

Thursday, December 15, 2022

Nature's Blessed Darkness

The night after full moon ,

Peaceful and quiet

Compared to yesterday’s wet, and cold, yet an active day.

 

On This still night silence of mind wants to prevail.

The moon coming out of rustic gray clouds 

Is the only sign of life’s movements.

Clouds cover the moon back and forth. 

Such is life here on earth.

Two steps forward to one step backward.

For some unfortunate ones it is one step forward

To two steps backward. 

Still all move forward in a dream like motion…


We are a week past in December.

Christmas lights are on and glowing

Lately I have seen hologram lights!

So fascinating….Our neighbor has put them on

Sitting in my patio I watch the dancing rhythm of lights

It spreads on his wall, windows and roof,

Bounces from our trees and grass,

To flocks upon my heart. 


Bare trees are showing deserted nests

Moon has disappear again!

Fog is descending upon houses and  trees,

Wraps the lamp post and Christmas lights.

It’s getting dense, nothing else is visible but a vast grayness,

Like a white spirit pervading the darkness in mesmerizing silence.


I sit with my eyes closed to let the healing power of darkness

Take over my heart and soul.

This darkness is Nature’s blessed darkness.

In its womb the world dreams of a better future.

A world of peace free from discord and strife.


“ Let the wise sink his speech into the mind, the mind into the intellect, and the intellect into the great Atman, and the great Atman into the peaceful Atman”


Katha Upanishad


12. 8. 2022