Posted in mindful living

Joy, Unchained

Describe one habit that brings you joy.

I don’t chase habits, don’t count or bind,
Joy lives outside the patterned mind.
No need to measure, strive, or show,
It rises quiet, and starts to flow.

Posted in reflections

Threads of Wonder

What are you curious about?

I marvel at an ant’s small stride,
Then dream beneath the starry tide.
A leaf that twirls, a mountain wide,
All stir the seeker deep inside.
I chase no end, no final goal,
Just threads of wonder feed my soul.

Posted in poetry and reflections

Steps of the Unseen

Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.

She gripped the rail with trembling grace,
Each step a mountain, slow to trace.
I held her hand, we climbed as one,
No medals won, but hearts were spun.

Posted in creative prompts, Lighthearted Musings

If You Couldn’t See Me…

How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you?

Like morning tea with a spicy twist,
A breeze that teases, hard to resist!
Half poetry, half curious spark,
You’ll guess I’m smiling in the dark.

Posted in Modern Spirituality

Tradition, My Way

What traditions have you not kept that your parents had?

I light the lamp, I wear the thread,
But skip the scripts the elders said.
Not every ritual makes me whole,
I follow few, but with my soul.

Posted in personal musings

Simied

What’s the story behind your nickname?

Dad named me Simi, not just on a whim,
Short for Simran, a soulful hymn.
Meditative, joyful… perhaps a bit quirky,
Guess they sensed I’d dance through life murky!

Posted in wellness poetry

Rhythms of Well-Being

What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being?

I move with the sun, rise with the breath,
Stretch through the silence, run past regret.
Food that’s kind, and thoughts that heal,
A little daily joy seals every deal.

Posted in poetic musings

Moments, Not Miles

What are your future travel plans?

Not just places, I seek pauses in time,
Mountains that breathe, rivers that rhyme.
Journeys where the heart feels seen,
Not miles, but moments, in places serene.

Posted in poetic reflections

Carrom: A Quiet Duel of Life

What’s your favorite game (card, board, video, etc.)? Why?

Carrom, for me, is more than a game,
It’s life in miniature: corners, rebounds, aim.
Each strike a choice, each miss a lesson,
A quiet duel of chance and intention.

Posted in poetic living

Presence on a Plate

What foods would you like to make?

A pot that simmers what words can’t say,
Tea that holds the ache of a far-off day.
Breads that rise like hope unplanned,
And meals that heal with gentle hands.