Why revisit children’s books?

Whether it’s in a library or a bookshop, the children’s shelf is always so appealing that it makes us stop to take a look, examine the pretty covers, just hang on a moment with the vibrant colours wearing a nostalgic smile. While our reading tastes evolve as we grow up, there will always be something…

Becoming purple again

I had a purple chair when I was little, with a bright yellow smiley face painted on it It was the chair I sat on to eat, play or read.

Sweet secrets the environment whispers

I’ve seen a lot of conversations online and offline championing environment awareness but I still used to wonder what I would write or talk about the environment when I don’t have the expertise it needs. In recent times I thought of diving a little deeper into this topic to learn more and do better. As…

Decorating pain

We decorate pain in everyday life. Amidst the intricacies of nature and labyrinth of creation, we find ways to decorate pain Through stormy hail and torrential rains, we decorate pain with a dainty rainbow, In the darkest nights we decorate pain with specks of shimmering stars. Through the circle of life, the blooming and withering…

The purpose of art

Is art about finding the right canvas, vibrant colours, and perfect set of brushes? Is it about the way the easel stands facing the light so you notice every stroke of paint, every dot and splash?

When words sustained us

“Experience your pain. Embrace your silence. When the time feels right, find your way back to your words — and write.”― Sandra Marinella When life seems like a walk uphill, we need all the energy we can muster to make that climb. Hope gives us that energy. But what if you begin to lose your grip…

Shall I Write?

Today I thought about what I should write Shall I write about the morning rays dancing through my window panes? Or about the little plant sprouting in the pot by the ledge?

An Embrace You Can’t Forget

The sky rumbled and the clouds churned. Graying whites and darkening grays, they moved with urgency, steered by the unruly wind. The wind showed his power with every gust, making trees doubt their roots, and dry leaves flit across the air in a frenzy.  The birds flapped their wings with all their might and flew…

Kissed By Joy

I happened to touch Joy today- In my dream or a vision I cannot say But I felt Joy to its fullest, Unlike anything I’ve experienced Joy came over me like a wind, Swept me off of my feet in a blink I feel like a feather lilting across the sky; Catching the silver rays…

Irises

Everything that’s done in love is done well- Vincent Van Gogh There used to be in my garden a bed of Irises Bluish hues they painted random speckles against the green and brown