Posted in a special bond

In Her Own Words

Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.

“My dear,” my mother said, “life is not a race.
Walk it with grace, don’t rush the pace.
The world may be noisy, but peace you’ll always find,
It rests in your heart, not somewhere outside.”

Posted in poetic musings

Beyond Worth

What’s the most money you’ve ever spent on a meal? Was it worth it?

What’s the cost of a plate, if the heart feels fed?
Gold on the table or a word once said?
Is it the flavour or who you’re with that stays?
Was it money well spent, or just one of those days?

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.