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Crochet artist who is an avid reader that contemplates & scribbles her thoughts to share.....                                                   Chaos is the king whom logic & reason decide to meet one day.  They thought it's high time that our dear king should take some of our advice for betterment of the kingdom. When they meet the king for the first time they are surprised to see the king has empty sockets where there should  have been eyes, ears & mouth. They are well greeted & treated by King Chaos but find themselves unable to convey the purpose of  their visit. When they look around the kingdom they see that though ruled by Chaos everyone around is merry. After a long thought they decide to gift King Chaos with eyes. Lo Behold the first thing the king does when he gets vision is that he kills logic & reaso...

Crochet artist who is an avid reader that contemplates & scribbles her thoughts to share.....                                       Once upon a time there was a Tortoise & a Hare.....& they decided to join the daily grind....& they lived happily ever after.......                         Of course the children version of the story is plain and simple... with a moral ..but a look at the grown-up dissertation of the story...;)                          No, the Tortoise didn't win cause Hare fell asleep. Don't just look at the blurb, dig a little deeper. Y would Hare, after challenging the tortoise for a race, be lackadaisical?                          Though Tortoise is...

Crochet artist who is an avid reader that contemplates & scribbles her thoughts to share.....                                                                     SALT                           With a little consternation I sip the morning cup of tea, perplexing if I added right amount of sugar....humph to the attitude of perfection in me. Of course the day needs  a kick start with that freshly brewed coffee or tea. That tinge of bitterness mixed with aroma of cinnamon, flavor of mint & sweetness of sugar to clear that groggy dreaminess of early morning wherein for a couple of seconds you dare to think i want to sleep in today :D or for a boost to face the day head on.                   ...

Crochet artist who is an avid reader, who contemplates & scribbles her thoughts to share.....                                         HORNETS' NEST          'It is raining.' what is the 'it' that we refer  to as raining? In 'I am thinking' what is the 'I' we refer to that is thinking? If 'I am what I think'  but that 'I' thinks differently with time, age & circumstance. How can 'I' & ''think' both as variables be similar?          Cup is not just clay but also the space we use to fill our drink in. What is that space we refer to as? That space is the same space where galaxies stay suspended. It is not a variant.           What is OUT there is right HERE in our morning cup of tea. If there is no 'there' then everything is right 'here' right 'now'          ...

Sometimes a bijou event ruminates you into world of imagination......         Occurrence as elementary as being bitten by your pet bird, instead of jolting you into reality propels you to imagine.....            Now that i have been bitten and have a parakeet bacteria running into my blood stream. I'm host to something so potent that in days i will see having incursion of blue feathers all over me. My limbs turn into black stripped wings. Now I am humanoid scary but resplendent avian.           Above being volitant i am volitional..........i can only envisage the possibilities... Besides leaving my ten year old into frenzy of giggles at my imagination, the child in me lingers on this conception longingly. Ahhhhh!! the what iffsss?!!!..... the endless ones......like mirages of our verve.         Soaring through the sky i am this huge bird.... unrecompensed.....gratuitous...

One of those days wherein drive back home is not just singing along to music but contemplating in silence about a pep talk with a friend on her driveway that lingers longer than need be & compels you to make a note on it.          So while waving me a goodbye she sees a thick book on my passenger side & asks y would you carry a book in car. Made me giggle like a girl caught with candy. Bashfully i say you know i am almost a single mom for 4 days since my husband travels. I run all errands. Do all the dropping and waiting for classes & rehearsals. When everyone buries themselves in phone i prefer a book. That didn't convince her at all. Y would you carry a religious book? she says.            Now mind you this friend of mine is extremely religious. She visits temple everyday. Does her daily puja & chanting of mantras. I say this isn't a religious book that i trash around in my car but is a spiritual guide book so i ...